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Stage Life Heart Racing
A Lost Smile
Big crowds all around
The loud noise escalate
Can't even hear myself think
I'm up on front stage - were everyone can see
An I want back down - So I can hide away
In the darkness, I'm comfortable, I'm safe
Why must I come out my shell?
I like it in there, if I come out
Who'd protect me?
Have you felt that pain - of that knife?
At least in my shell I can be me
There's no games, no heart ache, just me
Why won't you let me be?
Matters Of The Heart Girl I ain't gonna write you no love letters
I ain't gonna bring you no flowers
I ain't not that kinda boy
You better learn now or me an you are never gonna be
Girl I got better things to do then to stand by your side
I could be the man of mars
I could fly across the globe
Girl if you want me to stay an cuddle you got another thing coming
Better learn now I ain't no love bug
I ain't no prince charming
I ain't no shining star
Girl I'm just me
I ain't perfect I sure hope you know that
But the way your just sitting there chewing your gum
I just don't know anymore
Can't help wondering why you really stick around
If you think you can change me you got another thing coming
I'm me an that's how its gonna be
If you want more then that girl I just don't know
I think I love you an all that blah
But I don't wanna be any different
An I can see it in your eyes
Looking for just the right ways to change me
I'll be your lover maybe even your friend girl
But I'm not gonna be no prince
Just Written Shallow heartbeat
Quiet foot steps
A dim lit room
A echoed giggle
The instrument slipped
Trails of blood every where
When cops came no one was found
It became a mear folk tale
Told at bonfires an other gatherings
For ages people saw it as a story
But lived in fear when it came back
Body counts raised an raised
Pray telling no end to this massacre
One Piece OC Blank Profile SheetName:
Favorite season and island:
Zou Na's Profile -WIP-
Full Name: Zou Na | Zōu nà |鄒娜
Nickname: Na Na, Little Cherry, Lady Zou Na, Shorty
Actual Age: 20 in 206 A.D.
Age Appearance: 22-23
Residence: Ancient China, Three Kingdoms Era
Hometown: Yan Province
Birthday: Febuary 28th, 186 A.D.
Allergies: Bee stings, Pollen
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Occupation: Warrior/Soldier under Ling Tong
Way Of Speaking: Shy an courteous to most, very few she speaks rudely to
Marital Status: Married
DYNASTY WARRIORS RELATED:
Weapon: Custom Dagger
What battles they took place in:
Top five things they might say in battle:
I. "Who said a woman couldn't fight?"
II. "Those who defy my lord are foolish,"
III. "Don't let my appearence fool you, I am warrior."
IV. "I can't keep up- theres to many..."
V. "I tried my best, not much else I could do,"
Do they run or ride a horse in battle?:
Run, her weapon is made for more hand to hand combat,
Long Quiz Took ForeverThe Basics
1.) Your name: Gabriella
2.) Nicknames: Gab, Gabby, Bacon
3.) Do you like these nicknames?: I don't mind them
4.) Location: The history 'inriched' state known as Virginia >.>
5.) Age: 17... DAM! Why can't I see the 18 stuff now man??
6.) Birthday: April Fool's Day -3-
7.) Zodiac sign: Aries Dog, weird combo no?
8.) Parents names: Edgar an Margaret (I think I might have spelt wrong XD)
9.) Siblings?: 1 brother (blood related), 1 sister (we're not blood but were such good friends we think of each other as sisters )
10.) Pets: 2 kitties fools~!
11.) Number of rooms in your house: Uuuhhh, if they half to have a door (including bathrooms) 7, then 4 closests~! 8D I can hide in the christmas closet heh heh
12.) Religion: *not to found of this question* Christian. An before you get all sterotypical- I believe in gay rights, I'm open to other religions, an I don't go to church. >3>
13.) If so-practicing?: *blonde moment* What?
14.) Male or Female?: Female.
Dream- Trading Places "Just this once please?" Kimiko pleaded to her her twin sister,
"Alright, alright fine just shut up already.." Akera sighed in defeat, Kimiko smiled finishing her sister's hair so they were even more identical then usual. "Do I have to wear this? Your clothing choice sucks," Akera mumbled
Kimiko crossed her arms "If we wear the same outfit it'll make it harder for anyone to tell us apart. Sides what's wrong with it?"
"Off white button up an knee length jean skirt... what am I a stay at home mom?" Akera raised an eyebrow
"That's offensive," Kimiko frowned "You know why I'm going to the doctors..."
"Yeah yeah," Akera rolled her eyes sticking her cell in her pocket "Just hurry up there,"
"Love you to," Kimiko sighed before heading off so she wouldn't be late
A bit later Ryuuhi pulled Akera into his lap "You said you'd come visit sooner Kimi," he whined
"Sorry had somethings to do before I left.." Akera trailed then rubbed her cheek after Ryuuhi kissed it
Typical Scare It's dark, there's no more light
The old floor boards creaked, every passing step
Cobwebs lined the ceiling far an wide
You could hear the howls at the moon
No on was scared of that pitter patter til it got louder
A sharp breath taken when the house went silent
None spoke a word, til the scream
That's wehen everyone tried to run
But they were far to late, for they were all doomed
Dream- Denial Kimiko blinked sitting in his lap her back against his chest "I thought you didn't believe in it--?"
"I wouldn't mind trying it an you seem to like the idea," Ryuuhi held her closer before slipping a silver band ring on her finger
Then it just kinda faded to like a few days later~ XD
Ryuuhi took Kimiko out to a kinda fancy restaurant (seemed kinda like meet the family thing if you ask me), Yoru was oddly quiet an after a few minutes of everyone just sitting there having idle chit-chat the twins wandered off bored. Some random dude looked at Mizu 'the wrong way' an she went at him then started kicking some cops asses no one seemed to be to concerned or care though. Kimiko soon got up excusing herself Akumu decided to accompany for some reason. In the washroom, "Are you pregnant?" Akumu asked
"No, just ate some bad fish." Kimiko sighed
"You haven't eaten much of anything, I doubt it was fish." Akumu crossed her arms
"Well, I doubt I'm pregnant." Kimiko headed back to th
DepressionI hear you
Are you laughing
But you don't
all of this.
Self-HatredI hate myself.
I'm so stupid.
I'm so ugly.
I'm so fat.
And I'm sorry
that I ever
wasted your time,
that I'm fucked up,
that I'm weak,
that I'm shy.
that I don't know how to be
who you want me to be.
I'm sorry you don't like me.
I'm sorry I can't make friends.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I'm me.
I'm sorry I'm alive.
I want to go to sleep,
and never wake up.
I want to die.
Something Less Than MeI want to cry
but that's weakness
in your eyes.
I become less and less
whole everytime you're around.
My heart starts to crumble
and then I see
I'm bound to be
something less than me.
EscapeI hear you screaming.
Your sharp words
rip through me like claws.
You've started a wildfire inside my soul.
I try to cling to good memories
but this flow of emotions
I am confused,
I want to be gone.
I want to scream.
When will you realise
you are hurting me?
Your words sting me.
My nerve endings are on fire.
I need to escape,
to get away from you.
I didn't do anything wrong.
Why are you doing this to me?
Oasis of nothingSound is screaming all around
music blasting and laughter
in the next room
in the party I`ll never be in
but in this room
my own oasis
my only getaway
In this space
and filled with regret
there is no sound
it`s as if the rest of the world
can`t reach me
can`t ever find me
and never wants to.
The last childrenWords of many lost are eteched into the broken mirror
reflecting the action of the ball going up
and comming down
the steady gentle slap
that the ball makes upon the concrete
cooming back up into small innocent hands
can be heard everywhere in the ruins of the hospital
broken down by bombs and wars
deaths and many lost souls
another lays on the blackened grass
the only thing in an otherwise black and white scenery
of smoke and white bulidings
falling and crashing
That would be sky
or simply air
all of it is white,
filled with the tears
of innocent lives lost.
Both pale milky white
with grey shaggy hair
both are the last
of the children
Their grey eyes follow
the ball`s slow
over and over
Whipsering lullabies now forgotten to each other
lingering, almost like an echo in the ruins.
No wind or air to calm the lullabies away
eclipse.nothing but cold days and cold weeks,
white desert,i gotta break this cold streak,
isolation temptation,but can i break it?
its not in front of me so its kinda hard to take it,
downcast forecast,the next days look bleak,
sit in the lab,work on the technique,
silent,restrained,does it add to the mystique?
decrepit,impaired,officially an antique,
the days are getting shorter but really so much longer,
hopefully one day this equates to something stronger,
substance equals vigor,easier said then done i figure,
hack the hard drive of this mission,total reconfigure,
burning meteors couldn't light this fire,
fill my lungs with smoke still wouldn't get higher,
this bond hasn't expired and no end date looms,
the lurid esclipse lifts,normalcy resumes.
The Pretty Little Things.pretty little blade
with your sharp edge
and intriguing coolness
touch my skin
pretty color red
streams down my arm
as the skin splits open
giving way to the coolness
pretty flashing lights
of the abulance as it carries
the pretty little girl
with all the pretty color red
laying down below me.
The Player of heartsHe says hes got time on his hands
for a simple little dance
sweeping me off my feet
as we make our way to the dance floor
holding hands, close to each other slowly going
back and forth
to and fro
He`s the worst kind of boy
full of sweet promises
full of half lies
but I can`t deny
He`s got the face of an angel
he tricks my heart into thinking
that he`s going to stay
foever in my arms
Before I know it
dissappeared from the dance floor
without a single
Lost Spirit It's so cold up against this stone,
the only warmth I had was your evil soul~
It just breaks my heart~
To be so locked up, up against these walls~
I dream of being free once more~
But I don't know how to be free anymore~
I'm surrounded every where I go by these four walls~
I'm loosing my soul, I don't know what to do anymore~
Everything's fading away to gray, it's amazing to me that your eyes still gleam that devilish red- it sickens me down to the core, an I can't fight it anymore~
SweepAs soon as he stepped into the open field, he slung the minesweeper from his shoulder and pointed its nose to the ground. It was old, worn and heavy, and old and rough, calloused and breaking, and old. The metal between his hands was cold and chilled his fingers. If he was not careful he could step on the very mines he was trying to find. They would have to pick up the pieces of his body and to send the tags home where his wife would cry and hold his son and daughter close with nothing to show them of their father but a piece of metal engraved with "Ajeet Singh".
One sweep, than another.
This war had taught him to never trust open spaces. Open spaces were where the mines were planted, where Prets lay in wait. France was green and damp just like the uniform he wore. It had been days since he was separated from his unit, and now the Allies were breathing on his neck, searching for POW’s, searching for the enemy of which he was one. &
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