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Heaven DescendingDrown your sorrows
Pierce the skies
Transcend your atmosphere
Of fleeting chances
Give birth to a new day
Pick up your sun
Cast its warmth
Betwixt the ages
Harboring this new found joy
Is a cage filled with molten brimstone
Soon to thrust this delectation
Plundering nearly 100 Celsius degrees
Threatening existence is the smell of sulfur
Loud cries of carrots,
Foreseeing their pending dooms,
Fill the thick, sultry air
An echo of resentment stinging within
Thrice the vision of a bitter end
A silent request for this ride to exhaust
But only to mount at the start again…
The Biggest MistakeLike your cross I will burn
Smothering hatred in my wake
Feeling the absence of reason
I reach for the end
Why do I pursue this?
What good can I get from this?
You will only hurt me again
You appear void of remorse
Am I foolish to think I can change you?
Are you willing to be changed?
All my time put in
Seems all my time is wasted
You fucked me so hard
You virtually killed me with the mere shockwave
You fucked me so hard
Needless to say you killed me with the explosion
Do you feel anything inside?
Is there any sense of compassion within you?
Am I just another victim?
One more sacrifice in the making…
This is my last attempt to meet you half way
This is your last chance to fuck me
Will you be faithful?
Or take this chance and run?
I am giving you this chance
Am I to blame then for this tragedy?
Bring the needles down upon me again
And you had better run like hell!
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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