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HerTake a glance at timeless years behind, you'll see a trembling creature who had lost her mind.
And witness now, the being you see, one born from the shadows and divinity.
One that is stronger, reborn into wrath, all will suffer who stand fierce in her path.
Given to her the blessing of death, she will conjure thunderstorms within a single hairs breadth.
Passing judgement to those in need, in her years of deliverance she will highly succeed.
Ending all with these few simple words, "You were seen, but always unheard."
The DollOn a calm June day, with the morning in sight, a soul was born to cast out the light.
This soul was a doll, one born of a gift, with fair skin and eyes that would secretly drift.
Such silken hair draped upon her head, its texture would guide the path of the dead.
Soulless beings at her every command, the doll sent them forth to claim the human's land.
So many she stained, so many she slaughtered, alas they're now plants that must always be watered.
WeWe walk between empty mirrors, gracing those who have foreseen our lives.
We slither alongside shadows, banishing newborns from their knives.
Forsaken, our prey shriek, their joyful souls are forevermore meek.
Though, within them lies fear, a fear that we wish to seek.
Their speechless eyes wander aimlessly through our coats of despair and doom, seeing all with blind transparency except a cloud of gloom.
Our knowledge exceeds their beings, their fear is given without a fee.
Thus, always and forever shall we strike them down with glee.
EnoughI'm so very tired of your brainless children, writhing in their own spit and dirt, clogging the blind from attempting to see, attempting to see the meaning of "hurt."
As if serenity left the home of elegance; such turmoil has fallen upon me.
Unseen within the fog of elimination, your soul has ceased within thee.
Protected, nay, thou is not, from the deathly whispers and your everlasting naught.
For I am darkness without a rhyme, without forgiveness and sparing of time.
Such heartless creatures, who learn to lie.
They do not care if you happen to die.
Only focusing on what they like best, they either forget or shun the rest.
They disgust us, they do, with their pathetic souls.
As a matter of fact their souls have left, and all that remains is a simple brain.
A brain that allows them to simply stain.
Stain the planets who were deemed sane.
Alas, the race shall hopefully fall, for nothing lasts forever, nothing at all.
The TaleFingers stitched together by misfortune and still sages, here lies a tale with unopened pages.
Few filled with reasoning and joyful endings of rhyme, the majority fall upon stakes and grant their souls to time.
Phrases and fragments cast themselves within the lines, striking out and down the beautiful ones through a connection of ancient signs.
And alas none shall ever read it, this book so dark yet divine, hence I shall take it for myself, thus my soul is an unread rhyme.
MyselfThe jar of tears has fallen to pieces, lost are the memories from within the creases.
They've all abandoned me, my silent friends, our bonds have withered beyond their ends.
So predictable this scene truly was, the girl who fell from not a single cause.
Twas my own fault, for I banished all help, rotted to pieces within myself.
Though alas a mark has been etched within stones, "My soul lives forever without my bones."
The GirlBirthed by two rains, one fresh, and one cold, the youngling was discovered by the watch of the old.
A prodigy she was, with her clear-rounded eyes, she viewed souls as gems without shades of wise.
After comprehending such hopelessness and foolishness within all, her soul inflamed and compelled them to fall.
One by one they tumbled down, their pleads unheard for they were without a sound.
Their flesh melted quickly and their souls vanished fast, there was nevermore a sound coming from them, at last.
And once the suffering and screams finally ceased, the girl disappeared for now all was at peace.
UsCursed upon our tattered souls, is a melting bell that never tolls.
Thrust forth into the streets of madness, our mothers deceived us, for they gambled with sadness.
Such purity that once was has morphed into dust; betrayed, deformed, and abandoned trust.
Unseen by clear eyes our beings fought by, preventing the restless from entering the sky.
Alas, here we lie under stones of dead souls, with our books in our hands as the melting bell tolls.
FadingCan you tell that I am fading?
I am starting to slip.
Pasting fake smiles and acting like someone else,
Can't you tell I am not myself?
I don't think you can.
Because I have been fading away,
For awhile now.
Not like you could possiblely care,
Doesn't seem like I can get anyone to care.
Because I don't act differnt,
Living a double life.
Full of likfe,
And sometimes angry.
I help people with their problems,
But at home?
I try to sort through mine,
Letting no one in.
Its safer that way,
But lately I have been fading.
Into the blackness,
And no one seems to notice.
Why should they?
I act as if nothing bothers me.
When it bothers me,
It all bothers me.
No one notices,
Its my fault.
I have acted this way for so long,
Its my fault that I am fading.
Draw my OCs contest! Contest Over
Edit: Contest ending in 2 days!!!
Edit 4/21/13: Every participant will be given 5
Alright, to celebrate my 200 watchers, I've decided to host a contest!!
The concept is pretty simple, just draw my OCs~!
My OCs: Morgan: http://fav.me/d5jy3g8 http://fav.me/d5o3g8h Alice: http://fav.me/d5rwc3z Queen of Hearts: http://fav.me/d5t5rtf http://fav.me/d5wqgcj
This contest will be judged on how well you captured my character's personality~
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Alone in this world.Are you okay?
Yes, I am.
Are you afraid?
Yes, I am.
Will you ever be afraid of nothing?
Will you ever be completely happy?
Someday all your feelings will stop roughing
All of them are becoming scrappy.
Being okay is not what it seems
"okay" is a word of sloth
it may be a word of dreams
but mostly it's a word of both.
Sadness and reclusion.
Framed[ I met him at the county fair.
It wasn't like the songs predicted;
I had mud up my shins and he
had grass in his hair. What a mess. ]
[ I kissed him at my grandma's house.
He swallowed me and digested me;
I became a part of his simmering self.
We fused together, and I died. ]
[ I married him in a triangular church,
When I turned up in white he grinned
and whispered "what, no muddy knees?".
I put a leaf from my bouquet in his hair. ]
[ He kissed her at my grandma's house.
She had left it to us when she passed.
In the house where I'd learned about love
he taught me all I know about betrayal. ]
[ He left me at the train station.
I'd helped him with his leather suitcase,
struggling to get a grip of the situation
I gave a habitual kiss goodbye. Awkward. ]
[ He met another girl in group therapy.
They had a mad, passionate affair for a year
then, it expired. Shortly after, she did too.
He came to me, life turning to sand. ]
[ I forgave him at my birthday party
surrounded by friends wh
TodayToday was a day.
Today was a day of cobwebs and cogwheels,
jammed by unseen obstructions
forcing me to lock my wheels
and careen from the tracks.
Today was a day.
Today I was lost in my own head,
without a map, though in you
I had the perfect guide.
We got lost together.
Today was a day.
Today is over, is it tomorrow yet?
Tomorrow will be better, I tell myself.
Tomorrow won't feel so heavy,
Tomorrow will be different.
Tomorrow is a day.
On a Shadow It occurred to me that
By a shadow's reckoning
I am the one that is cast.
And while his wakefulness
Is measured by the duration of the light
When we next meet I will have aged
And his emptiness is immortal.
Still our lives are so entwined
That we will wink out of existence together,
Swallowed by the greatest shadow of all.
HeavyMy siren is so heavy
Pulls me down to watch me drown
She said she built a levy
Only just to tear it down
I should have saw it coming
Should have seen that evil gaze
The waters slowly rising
And the seconds seem like days
She dragged me through her waters
Into her abyss
Should I even bother?
I'm lost within her mists
Deeper into nothing
Her hands around my lungs
Leaves me ever wanting
A final song is sung
She told me of betrayal
She showed me no self worth
She told me of denial
Stripped me of my mirth
She told me of desires
Showed me all her sins
She told me of confessions
She tossed me to the wind
So sick of all the cheating
So tired of the crimes
Yet I'm the one on trial
I'm sick of all the times
I took all of your beatings
You tore apart my mind
Stuck with my denial
I made you so divine
But excuses are so useless when sins have filled the well
So heavy with your flaws I'm stuck inside my hell
She dragged me through her waters
Into her abyss
Should I even bother?
I'm lost within her m
I'm Soaring Now
I'm Soaring Now
This is a different level of fear
It's wounding my truth and morality
It's strong enough to bring me here
On the edge of life- peering over to serenity
It's not impossible to grasp
But it's typical to assume
The last breath is the fact
That after death- peace will follow soon
Countless flashing memories
Ready to be set free
From this skin of...treachery
My scars peel off
Erased from my sight
The remains become soft
So this is what...innocence feels like
Destiny is somehow connected
Fate deems to be natural
The circle of the two is perfected
The beginning to the end is...peaceful
I offer and accept my own form of mercy
Before I miss out on forgiving the vulnerable side of me
Splitting and fusing fragments of calming memories
I would like to believe my life was somehow worthy
My tears have aligned wi
I do not see you, have you left me behind?
Did something more spectacular enthrall your mind?
It seems that way, for I am not blind, you've left me here to rot and bind.
To lurk in the shadows and be caught in the rains, you've left me to burden all of your pains.
Forgotten I'll be, trapped in the dark, but that's alright for my soul is stark.
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