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Complete and utter bull*
Dont try it.
And then I get stuck thinking back on it
And how wonderful it really,
Was, is, might be, and will be
But I will always live by these words
This heart has been torn in two
Cut and bruised
With too many bitter endings
And Ill be damned
If I have thoughts of you
Rain on my new beginning
Broken hearts will either
Mend or fade
But neither is quick-coming
Why dwell on the past
When the future is on coming?
I wrote it
No Sticky Paws
A total and complete feeling of security, joy, and hatred
All at the same time
And for some people
It just never happens
Ive felt it
And its whimsical
And it makes me want to take risks
Step outside the box
And live life to its fullest
I feel like I would rather be stuffed back in that box
Or like I took to much risk
And jeopardized something important to me
But the person I love means more than all the money in the world
Or discovering the cure for cancer
I would die to know that the person I love is safe and happy
The higher I climb, the harder I fall
And my hearts been
Cut and bruised
Torn in two
With to many bitter endings
I wrote it.
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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