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The Untrustworthy Darkness Within Me
She sickened me to the core
And made me hateful and rotten
For she did nothing but cause me pain
Night after night I burned
I screamed her name
I yearned for her to caress me
I yearned for her to kiss me
But she was gone
Her being gone has left a void in my heart
That is filling with Darkness and Evil
The shadows of our past keep haunting me
Keep killing me
I look at the stars and wish I could leave from here
To become one
But I'm not brave enough to fly over them
i was being corrupted
held down by the emptiness
emptiness filled with darkness and evil
the void i had ever since she left
haunted by it
I cant trust myself
I cant trust her
I cant trust anybody
The rotten mind of this rotten world is getting me down
To stand and keep fighting
Even tho you kno your never going to win
Is that brave?
Will i become brave
If I blindfold myself with darkness and a shadow veil
Just so I couldnt see you anymore?
I guess there is only one way to find out
I have to face myself
Face her and everyone
Life is but a DreamWe are just unnourished frail bodies,
overfed with white lies and short-lived-euphorias.
Books filled with black letters,
etching lurid images into our utmost dreams.
Veering us from the big picture...
the one we fail to paint ourselves.
Our fists much too busy with fights,
that we are bound to lose.
Too occupied in line waiting,
for creativity to be let loose like a stray dog.
As if we will find home in this pursuit of happiness...
but we only enclose each other in small rooms
with nothing but old laptops.
How many times I've guessed which letter could it be...
Which letter could it be?
To free us from havoc-stricken-thoughts?
They come and go, unending like 24 hour subway stations.
There's no break for this lonely man,
heaving every breathe of stale air
into my overused lungs...
Living in confined walls of flesh
held up with brittle paper-mache bones.
Which day is it that I will burst out from this cage of a life?
And hover with the Gods found in carefully binded bo
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A two-time Community Volunteer for the deviantART Related category, Anne is well-known as a positive, helpful force. She is the community's resident expert when it comes to CSS (Cascading Style Sheets), and her personal gallery offers a wide variety of tutorials for new and experienced coders alike. In addition, each winter she hosts a calendar project encouraging members to create Journal designs for all to use, bringing more creativity to the community.
It is with immense gratitude that we acknowledge Anne as the recipient of the Deviousness Award for October 2014. Read More