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Only A MemoryAs we walked under the stars
All you could see was the smile on my face
As you held me in your arms
You could feel my heart beat in place
It was the 31st of December
Hours before another year marked our lives
A day I'll always remember
I can't believe I let the time fly
I loved every aspect of you
I knew what I felt was real
But I wasn't ready to move forward
I wasn't ready to let you in
It was a mistake to leave things like that
So many things unsaid...
For a long time I was broken
I couldn't live with the guilt, the strain
I didn't know how to just let go
I had caused so much pain
You never knew how much you meant to me
But here I am
With a smile on my face
Knowing you're happy
And knowing my pain didn't leave a trace
MissDo you miss me?
Were our memories something you always wanted to keep?
Have you forgotten me?
Is there no chance that you see?
I’m missing your love,
I hope you’re happy wherever you are.
I can barely sleep,
Tossing and turning in these cold sheets.
I’m reading our notes over and over again,
Obsessed with our past love.
Was it a mistake?
Was I right to end it? To let it break?
I couldn’t let you see,
I couldn’t let you understand.
We weren’t right,
Back then we were tainted.
So much pain,
So many tears.
I’m sorry my dear,
I was hurting deep down too.
I had to let you go,
I had to let you live.
I was still broken,
But now I just beg for you to forgive.
Don’t deny me the chance to make it right,
Please understand now.
I need to mend the broken pieces,
I need to finally let you in.
You Were The OneYou were the one to see through my lies and only want the truth
You wondered what was really happening behind the shield of my face
You heard the faint cries of my thoughts
You were the one to see through my lies and only want the truth
You pretend as if you were okay when my lies were a hit you couldn’t take
You felt a cold knife slowly penetrate your heart as another lie flowed from my lips
You touched your chest to make sure it was still there
You worry when you see my eyes like a pond but my lips still give out venom
You cried when I didn’t understand how much it hurt you to see me like this
You were the one to see through my lies and only want the truth
You understand I try to help but my poison just kills you slowly
You say you dream one day I won’t need my shield to talk
You try to make me see but you can’t move my blinds
You hope I know you’re not going to live with my lies for much longer
You were the one to see through my lies and only want the t
We're ConnectedI’m not ready to go home
Out with a drink in my hand
Looking at the big full moon
Hoping one day you’ll understand
I miss you
As much as I hold myself back
That’s how I feel
I love you
I’ve held you under my wing so many years
I’ve protected you from so much pain
But now I can’t protect you from yourself
As you intoxicate everything… I’m going insane
You’re not a child anymore
I’m not your angel
Someone above is watching
They’ll keep you safe for now
I can’t wipe away your tears
I can’t hold you in my arms
You’re so far away
I wish you no harm
Just remember I’m here
I’m always a call away
Hoping one day you will…
So I can hear your voice again.
I miss you
Don’t let time consume you
Remember we’re connected
I love you
Scarred MemoryI try so hard to not give in
To tear myself from missing you
You deserved much better than me
After the monster you started to see
I really miss your unique taste
The way your skin felt on mine
Those years weren't a waste
No... we were so entwined
I remember being beside you
Looking up at your beautiful face
I can't forget you
You're a scarred memory
I just wish you thought of me
Maybe just crossed your mind
I can't stop dreaming of you
Wish I would of never said it was over
Here I Go...Here I go writing out my pain again,
Letting the words just slip away
I've Grown tired of the constant ache
That keeps me company every day
I have no soul to confide in
Only the pages of my books
I write down my stories
And hope down the cliff I'll never look
It's been far too long since I've written down my pain
Since I've kept it inside and away from all of this
But there comes a time when you just want to scream
And cry to the heavens why have they done this
So I sit here once again
Listening to sweet sounds of life
Hoping this is not the end
For I've been fighting all my life
Happy Without HimShe walks happily down the road
Hair tied back with a smile on her face
He thought she would be stuck on him
Little did he know what she was up to
This was her chance
Her colors shined brighter than ever
And the taste of life couldn't be sweeter
Fire, Ashes, RebornI see you
Crumbled to the ground...
In pieces you seem
After what you've done.
I can't save you,
Not this time.
It hurts me,
Oh it hurts me.
Part of my world has fallen,
I have no idea what to say...
My body trembles
As I hear her cries play...
You did the unimaginable,
Tore hearts apart.
But I know we all make mistakes...
It just hurts to know it happened this way.
This isn't the end,
Only the beginning of something new.
As we wipe away our tears
We grow stronger and now we see.
Don't fall in the abyss...
Don't believe it's over.
Just moving forward,
But never forget that pain in life is never sober.
A TurnI don't know who you want to blame for this,
Why you don't try to let the past go...
I'm not a monster,
Only a human being with many mistakes.
I've grown just like I'm sure you have,
Day by day I've tried to fix what I've broken.
I haven't forgotten you,
Maybe you have truly forgotten me...
But I can't let go of the wrong,
I need you to understand me.
Is this what people mean?
When you go crazy the moment someone turns their back.
The confusion, the pain...
I am sorry for the torture I gave you,
For the strain your heart had to endure.
I know at this point it might not mean much,
But we all grow...
And I can't seem to let go.
She's a WriterShe sits at her desk
Her headphones in,
The world shut out.
She bleeds for others
As words fly from
Her mind to her fingertips.
She stares at the screen,
At every little comment,
The good and the painful.
She forms her emotions
Into books and poems
To throw away the hurt.
She's a writer,
And her best weapons
Are her mind and her pen.
Do you know what it feels like...To be lonely?
To be bullied?
To be called ugly?
To be unattractive?
To be compared to other women?
To be considered unnormal?
To be unloved even though you give love to others?
To face issues that you don't in reality know how to fix?
To think that your goal you're reaching for, is unattainable?
To feel like the cause of many people's problems?
To be held up on a high pedistal that you can't get down off of?
To realize that people don't like you based on your personailty?
To at no avail, keep up your happy and upbeatness for others?
To look at happy couples and wish that you had someone to be happy with?
To stop fighting for anything anymore?
BetrayedI won't swallow your lies anymore
I can't stand your presence
You used to be my friend
But you're nothing to me now
And soon you'll be
Another bad memory
I won't be able to forget
death of a sweet sixteeni found my house on
the market the
other day -
- it was 2011 again,
but the sun had set
on my nights of terror
nose to the barstool and
two black eyes, a dish
towel caught in my throat.
i keep trying to find
pieces of myself that
no longer exist - a dead dog,
baby blue walls, whispered
it sold for six figures,
and i can only wish
that i could sell my pain
for that much, but no
one would be willing to buy
it, as i am it's sole host,
the only one who
one of these days i will
drive by that sad eyed
grey house before we are
gone for good, and i will set
up with my camera, snapping
photos of my whitewashed hurt.
and if i linger too long,
so be it, as i've spent so
many nights ruined,
scraped away like the stars
once stuck on my
the bank may own my house,
but it will never own my heart.
You AgainOh, it's you again. I must admit,
The crooning has
The lies have been
And mine are like swords
It's just you and me
In this sick game
I can tell
You're pulling me in,
And I don't have
To pull you down
Sometimes, I've had
And all I see is
Then it became
I don't know
How to escape
Dark to see.
And all I can
Wonder at every
Turn I make
When can it be
By the LakeSat beneath a Christmas tree in late-March.
The ground is damp but pliant, it pretends to accept me
and then sneaks its cold fingers through my clothes
to dampen my spirits further with its chilly undertones.
I stare at the river, plump with soon-to-be April showers.
It does roly-polys over the smallest of obstacles and goes on.
It reminds me of what I should be able to do.
It runs as I grind to a full stop, and consider my life sentence.
The sky is blue; not like me, but bright and crisped;
Its been blurred by an amateur around the edges with cloud
But they don’t threaten me with rain just yet so, for now, we are friends.
The sun is missing. No one knows where she is.
She could be dead, by now. At the bottom of the lake.
Could have slunk there in a midday sunset.
She could of drowned her sorrows in the ricocheting tides
of a man made dam and its loosened throat. She could be.
She is not, she is hiding.
The sun hides from the world but leaves a blue sheen behind
to let everyone k
ConfrontationI shed a tear
The damage will be severe
Run away in fear?
I'll fight until the coast is clear!
Reasons We Love Homestuck“Reasons we love H O M E S T U C K.”
Why do this love this web comic, you ask?
Maybe it’s just the way the fandom rolls,
or how mean Andrew Hussie trolls.
It could possibly be Eridan’s accent (WWyeh?)
or even Feferi’s keyboard trident. (---E)
Some people say it’s Equius’ broken bows and arrows, ( D →)
but what about Nepeta’s meows and roleplays? (:33 <)
We really do love Sollux’s lisp,
and also when Karkat’s pissed. (FUCKASS!)
Including Kanaya's fabulous lipstick,
it's also Rose's amazing magic.
How about when Dave starts rapping
and Jade Harley begins napping?
We love Vriska’s eight-pupiled eye,
and how John is such an adorable guy.
Or maybe it’s with all the sprites
or how prospit glows bright.
Can’t forget about Derse’s darkness
or Gamzee and all his soberness. (WHOOPS.)
There’s also this thing with Tav and stairs
which he t
How To Not Break Your HeartHow to
not break your heart
Make sure to quickly
let go of hands
that refuse to hold you
and pretend it was
just a simple accident
(And, oh god, please,
please don't open
Admit that things
can't be perfect
when you can't convince
yourself to believe
that it was worth
the days you stayed
up until 5 AM
play your cards right and
don't love anything with a pulse-
They'll make you crumble
like a house of cards
Fall for the ones who fell
like shooting stars and
left imprints in the concrete
when their times were up
Fall for the ones you
can never touch whether
they are black-and-white,
colored, or just in another
Sculpt them to suit your needs
Fall for figments of your imagination, too
because they'll move their pieces
according to you and only you
and always you
always make sure to
love things that aren't alive
They'll never betray you
Prowling In My HeadThere has been something prowling around in my head,
Preying down on my thoughts.
I try to hide it away from your face,
Hoping that for once from your care I can escape
Yet there is a torturing feeling inside of me,
Feeding on my pain and laughing straight at me
Im stuck on my tracks and unable to move,
I cant think and I can hardly breathe too.
I want it to get out of my head,
Its controlling every part of me Im its slave
Im damned thats how it was meant to be Ill never be saved
I hope for you not to see me this way,
For it gets even harder every passing day.
I hold it in though, and so far Im still holding on,
But fearfully I believe after a few days I might be gone
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More