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A broken heartI promised myself I'll never fall in love
Whenever I fall in love I feel renewed and happy
But like a drug
Once everything finishes
I'm crying, depressed and the wreckage of my heart
I always end up feeling worse
I want to find someone that is special
But I'm afraid to suffer again
I'm afraid of losing another person
Do not want to suffer
Do not make me suffer, do not lie to me
Do not hurt me, no more
I will not hold on to people who only sink me
I'll be free and live with have left
A cold and lonely spirit.
I wanna know what love isWhat is love?
Such a great feeling that will not fit in the heart
Feel the heart beating like a drum
Feel joy and pain
Love is being free, being attached to someone
To love is to have a reason to smile
Have a reason to live
Life is complete only when we love
Are complete only when we love
Not to love is a waste of life
Not to love is not trying to live
This is lifeEvery second
I think how sad am
I think of how worthless am
And they actually do not even have
One faithful friend
About me hurtling the most terrible things in life
With a broken heart
Every day I see that solutions do not exist
Every day accumulation sorrows
Every day crying thinking about my love away
Every day I get more and more scared about my future
A future that does not want to get there
For me, death has become a reward and not an exit
Reality ?What is real?
I've never been so lost in this world
Nothing was so unreal to me
I'm losing myself in fantasies
Among my own thoughts lose the logic
What is real?
My love for you was real
And never was loved
Was I really in love?
Will we ever know what is real?
Is it just imagination?
Does it really am alive, am someone's dream ?
Nothing is rightI've never been disappointed
The sorrows strike down harder on me
Nothing has worked
I have no luck, and I feel emotionless
All that remains is the fear of not having tried
It has never been easy , but it has been getting worse
I have nothing to gain
Only to lose
I trusted the wrong people
I am a prisoner of my prisons
I'm a caged animal must be slaughtered
I want to end my pain
I want someone to free me somehow
Before I set myself the worst possible way
WorkWake up , work, sleep
Wake up , work, sleep
Wake up , work, sleep
Wake up and understand that life has become a shit
Endless routines to strengthen the rich
Filthy rats agree!
Look how they live!
Repeating every movement, every day, forever and ever
We are enslaved, devalued
More money, more work
More work, less fun
Less fun, less life
I believe in a thing called loveI believe in a thing called love
How to find
No matter how the search
He is the one who finds you
I do not know where it comes from
He only comes
And any time he can get
And take your heart
Can make a broken heart and a shambles
Back to pound
Softens the hardest heart
Transforms the fiercest warrior in the most romantic lover
I believe that love exists
Even though this world is steeped in wickedness
I think everyone has a little of it to split
No one is made to live alone
Everyone wants love
HellIf you think that hell is where the fire burns forever
You are very much mistaken
What place could be worse than this earth
Look around you , look at all that bad
People are killing themselves
Look wars and diseases
If you look in the mirror and see a piece of meat useless and worthless
In fact not so useless so why tricks and lies
The blood of people soiled the earth
One Earth " sacred "
Think of the people who were slaves to the world today
Think back not as history but as a nightmare from which we do not wake up
The past was cruel , evil unmatched
The future will not be better
Will be worse than anything that did go
Your reflection looks beautiful
Well looks like you live in an illusion
As for death , that place can be worse than this earth
What is the worst that can roam endlessly just watching
Not going to hell
Because we're already in it
Regardless of what you do your life will never be perfect
What is love ?Love is believing that distance is nothing
For when we go away I think of us holding hands
Love means never forgetting the details
To love is to forget that there are barriers
Love is laughing all, is always happy
You follow the adventures not only your heart but also her
It is the heart race just thinking about it
You laugh at bullshit, it's bullshit talk
Love is no longer lonely
And be lonely in with someone who loves you
It is being part of someone
It's being part of something greater
Without you I am half a man
With you I feel complete
I can hardly express what I feel
But I can show you what is love
Come with me and I'll show you what is good in life
Come with me and I'll show you the stars
Confession~ A PoemI really really like you,
But you don't feel the same,
I'm finally truly tired,
Of playing this little game
You seem to forget,
That I'm also your friend,
But it seems that too,
Has come to an end
It's time I confess,
Everything to you,
This time I wouldn't lie,
It'll be genuinely true
I hate your girlfriend,
She's really such a bore,
I really wonder what,
Your dating her for
You kept me up all those nights,
For nothing at all,
Instead you just let me drown,
Instead you let me fall
You put me in such pain,
And you put me in such sorrow,
It's time that I finally live,
A fresh, new tomorrow
It's time for me to let you go,
It's time for you to cry,
About all your problems alone,
Until your tears are dry
It's time for me to stop caring,
It's time for me to move,
No more "if being good enough for you",
Love is an Open DoorLove is not an open door.
It is a closed door.
You just gotta find somebody with the right key
To unlock it.
But patience is a vital step.
Simply SmileTo make a person happy
Sometimes may require effort
Other times it can be simple
Being there for a disheartened soul
Consoling them through their grief
One does not need to strive far
To achieve what they want
In purifying a lost cause
You could even say
A act of smiling is all it takes
Making a person know you care about them
Realizing that they aren't alone in the world
They mean some significance to a human
And you could make the earth a better place
For many people
When they need a friend most
There's Something in my Bed...There's something in my bed.
Something that's not supposed to be there. I can feel it, the weight of it behind me. I'm lying on my side and I can't move, can't look over my shoulder. God forbid I should wish to, anyway. I woke up still. And I was stupid enough to close my eyes. My whole body is frozen, every muscle. I can't even blink. My eyes are watering and my vision's going fuzzy. They say you should try and move your fingers, your toes, so you can get mobility back into your limbs, but I daren't even do that. I don't want to touch it. I'm swallowing screams that I couldn't let out, even if I tried.
I can feel its breath now, inhaling and exhaling over my neck, sending shivers up my spine. It makes me want to vomit. It's an indication that it's impossibly close, and I can't get away. I don't know what it wants, don't even know what it is. Whether it's even real or not.
It's touching me. Running its cold, dead fingers up my arm and, God, it's making my skin crawl and tingle. It's fi
ScarsI saw her standing way out by the sea,
Could she be the angel God gave to me?
I’d always thought angels had wings,
She’d traded them for the love she brings,
She sensed in me a tender fear,
“Don’t be afraid, please come near,
My lonely one, why can’t you see?
I don’t need wings, have faith in me.”
“Why are you afraid of what you feel?”
Forgive me; I can’t believe you’re real,
“Why fill your soul with so much doubt?”
“Let your imagination out!”
“We heard you calling out at night,
I see those scars, they’re burning white”
She told me that I would forget
But not these scars, full of regret…
“Take my hand, walk with me,
I’ll show you what your life could be.”
I took her hand, I took the leap,
Aimed for the life were I don’t weep,
I think God did it, I realize,
He sent me an angel in disguise,
I found an angel with no wi
DesiresI want to be
The poem you love
Your gorgeous eyes.
I want to be
A star in the sky
To give you light
In the darkest time.
I want to be
Who your fantasy
I want to be
The heart that feels
Your endless hug.
The sweet wind
I want to be
To touch your cheeks
I want to be
When our souls
Will sleep together.
Will be your pillow
During the whole night
I will kiss you.
Set Us FreeBeauty awaits in the coldest corner
The coming of someone who can set it free,
With a gentle touch and elegant words.
You are the one who can set me free.
Confidence is behind a locked door,
It needs a reassuring voice to let it out
Laced with approval and praise.
I can be the one who sets you free.
Restrictions loom around every bend
Threatening the strength within,
But it can be defeated if we try.
We can set each other free.
LoveSometimes keep thinking
If she is thinking about me as much as I think of her
Never, not for a minute forget you can
I keep thinking about how good you are staying with
I feel in paradise
Does it feel that way too?
I want you to be mine
No one makes me feel so
Every minute I feel more and more passionate
Even with so little time together I feel connected to you
We are almost inseparable
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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