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All those things they say"You are a fat"
Oh am fat?
Sorry sweetie I can fit in to things you wish you could.
"You dresses like a slut"
Oh I do?
Since when is shorts and a band shirt slutty?
"Your hair looks bad"
Your looks a lot worst then mine.
"Your personality is worse in real life"
Oh is that so?
Am shy and barely talk, I guess that makes me awful.
"Your pitiful because you are annoying and miserable"
Ha I find that funny because that sounds like you, sorry but am not.
"Your a jealous whining dog"
Oh is that right?
I don't really get jealous, and again that sounds like you.
I find this all funny.
You think messing with a girl wi
Death DealerDeath lingered behind his eyes,
ruthless his lips edged up
in a killers smile,
it was the moment
while his prey
lie blissfully unaware.
a heart beat
was the only sound,
while the shadow
prepared to descend
with the swiftness
of a falcon.
Blood paints the darkness
of the night, not even a scream,
it is true what they say
you can die within your dreams,
for what was he
but a phantom unseen,
a death dealer who will
take flight with your life
while you sleep.
He is gone
even before the very last
breath can be drawn
but he never leaves a doubt
none escapes from his
NumbWhat is this feeling?
I don't understand.
I want to explain
But I don't think I can.
Is it really true?
Am I turning this numb?
It just can't be!
I must feel some!
Why is this happening?
Why can't I feel?
Is this all just a dream
Or is all of this real?
Someone please tell me.
Please help me feel.
I'm so tired of feeling numb.
I just wanna heal.
The pain, the sorrow,
The joy, the tears.
Yes! I want all of them!
Even all the fears!
I'm so wanting,
Longing to feel again.
This curse is so haunting,
It's like a dead end.
So, if I were you,
Be glad you can feel.
Be thankful you're not numb.
At least you are real.
the sum of your partsI can find in many others
The sum of your parts,
They're scattered, disjointed,
Disconnected by miles.
One may have your eyes,
But only with a certain look,
Another the glimmer
Of what could be your smile.
I could try to convince myself
I'd heard something you'd say
From the mouth of another,
But not in your voice.
There are many parts of you
I'd despise in any other,
But you're so much greater
Than the sum of your parts.
SorrowI'm running out of hope for now,
Breaking through all we've known.
Boarded windows hide the past
And bandages don't seem to last.
One day, we can leave
But we'll just wait and see.
All those times we've felt nothing,
Now have ripped the seams.
We've faded away into the air.
Two lifeless souls and none to care.
I feel invisible in my own world
My head created to crumble.
Where's Home?"Where's Home?"
Happy, stable, and fully intact
These images might make some terribly mad
Family units gathered around their tables
Something as delightful emerging from a fable
Sharing and conversing all they have done
That week in retrospect and all of their fun
Fathers and daughters; mothers and sons
Friends and relatives; all are welcome to come
Boyfriends and girlfriends; husbands and wives
Aunts and uncles; grandparents with fragile lives
Even their pets exhibit joyous remarks
Their clever cats meow while dogs merrily bark
Emotions are poured into feasts fit for kings
The adults converse as children laugh and sing
DrainedI drew paintings of your beauty in my mind for so long
When we finally delved deeper into the unknown, you got lost
I don't know how and don't know where I went wrong
But our love and our caring was ever so short
You sunk your fangs deep into my soul like a vampire
I felt your hurt draw out my feelings, like blood
You drained out my warmth and snuffed my fire
Whelmed with anger, this pain was like a flood.
Wrath of a Death Angel * Part III: ArmageddonNo living soul in this land of doom
The dead ones he sees
No blessings, no graves
He will this world destroy
His black wings wide open
Wrath in those eyes
Ice covers the ground
Fire filling the sky
All the grief
Sorrow and despair
Fills his soul
Angel he is again
His pure tears
Pour on forsaken land
Once it will flourish
Wrath of a Death Angel * Part I: ImmortalNever I fall
They desire for
The blood to flow
Cold eyes of hunter
Following us in the dark
Death they bring along
Shall save no-one
Cut the pale skin open
Make this soul bleed
Tear my chest apart
Pierce the cold heart
I shall not scream
Pain I will deny
These wings burn
Crush my bones
Let the blood dye
This forgotten land
I shall not die
All suffering forgotten
No tears in eyes
For revenge I will hunt you down!
Do What You WantDo what you want
I don't want to care anymore
Do what you want
I don't want to fight anymore
Do what you want
Stand up to what you know is right
Do what you want
Start another stupid fight
Do you remember me?
I'm everything you fear
Do you remember me?
I'm everything you hear
Do you remember me?
You said you loved me
But now all I can get from the rehab
Is I'm everything you can't have
Im Fine...Im fine,
im just tired,
everything is fine,
too much homework,
Everyone else seems to believe my excuses,
So how is it that you are the only one who can see straight through me?
The Black XX marks the spot, the treasure on the maps,
This mark feeds, courage and strength it saps.
This X over the frail boy's heart,
As slowly, so slowly, they all depart.
His courage, his strength, his force of will,
Without these powers he feels quite ill.
The dark used to hold no worries for him,
But now; it suffocates and swallows him.
That one little mark had changed it all,
The boy who always belonged in the dark.
He had been stolen, consumed by it all,
That boy now belonged To The Dark.
MatrixIt is not how I thought of you
at the moment of your admission
which one might see as terrible
in the darkness you confide,
but as moonless in its secrecy
where my perfume cannot reach-
tumbling over black cataracts,
blood-flecked and rabid; guided,
albeit momentarily seduced,
to be lead behind
eroding bulwarks of atrocity,
climaxing into this matrix dome,
the head of a spear through a noose-
but am I not merely a bandit;
bereaved by calamity at the
pinnacle of my desire gone awry?
Or in reality, a sinister paradox
unwelcome, borne of my
own darkness, that begs you stay.
Our Society's LieWhat you see out on the screen
Doesn't reflect who you really are
They're telling you how to be a queen
But all you become is a broken star
'Inner beauty is just for the ugly'
I must stand as proof of this lie
Your 'friends' like the new ecstasy
While deep inside all you do is die
The way we're supposed to look is a lie
Who's opinion is it to say who we are?
As we follow, the media's noose ties
And our own reality grows much too far
We all have free will as humans, as us
So why do you let them control how you look?
Don't let it go, don't dive under the bus
Don't be proud to say you dress from a book
Whether your thin or fat or
I have him
He has me forever
He's saved me from darkness
Am not going to let him go
And he won't let me go back
Never going to darkness and pain again
Just no he's showed me the light again
I can't be that girl that has a boyfriend
But hurts her self over her ex's and other shit
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More