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Forever and AlwaysI had met Elizabeth in my last year of college. We shared many of the same classes and hung out with a lot of the same people, so naturally we ended up dating. It was a very casual romance, we hardly ever went out on dates, and when we did all it consisted of was going to the arcade for hours on end. She was my best friend, perfect in every way and I honestly couldn’t imagine life without her. We knew each other inside out and we had this sort of… unspoken bond. We could sense what the other was feeling, even if we were apart. She often told me she could see it in my eyes when I was hiding something, and that’s why I was never able to surprise her. Eventually I did surprise her though, when I asked her to marry me, proposing in the middle of a fast food restaurant with an onion ring. Obviously I got her a real ring, but from then on she couldn’t look at a plate of onion rings without tears welling up in her eyes. Our wedding ceremony was small; just close frien
The Nightmare We Call HumanityTo sleep and perhaps to dream,
For an eternity.
An escape from this nightmare
From which I cannot wake.
Nothing but death.
Greed. Lies. Injustice. Hate.
So much pain from our fellow man.
Every day I wake to this nightmare
So much bloodshed…
The screaming and the crying…
Humanity is crumbling around us.
No matter how much they try to justify their doings.
They are monsters.
And we have the audacity to call them human.
I can’t escape it.
I can’t fix it.
I’ve contributed to it.
I can only watch as we destroy ourselves.
This is the nightmare,
We call society.
The Hell Inside your Head.It’s a lie what they say,
That all sinners go to Hell.
They do suffer. Believe me.
But not at the hands of the Devil.
Their thoughts make them suffer.
Your own mind will smother you, until you’re screaming for salvation.
For the deepest circle of Hell, is the Hell inside your head.
Except this time, you can’t escape it.
Immersed in the Depths of the Mind.It has always been there,
A little black hole, drifting around your subconscious.
You don’t acknowledge it,
Until it starts to consume your entire body.
Days, were no longer days. They were battles.
Trying to fight it off, even just a little.
Trying to pull yourself out, trying to focus, smile.
But it leaves you too exhausted to try again the next day.
It’s so, so tiring… So you stop trying. You just give in to it.
You let it consume you. You start losing bits of yourself.
Day by day, you just deteriorate.
Like a cold, black wave it swallows you.
It pushes you under, it drowns you.
Now, as you sink lower, as you start to suffocate,
You wish you hadn’t let it win.
But it’s much too late now darling…
Now you’re at the bottom.
In TimeShe knew he would come in time.
She always did.
She just didn’t know when.
She’s wondered ever since she was old enough to understand.
“When will Death come knocking at my door?”
Today was the day. She knew it.
She accepted it.
She lived her life to the fullest. She had no regrets.
She was ready now.
He came that day.
He took her by the hand, and led her down an empty path in the woods.
They came to clearing and He stopped.
He turned to look her in the eye.
He spoke quietly,
“Are you afraid?”
“No, not anymore. I’m ready now.”
With that He took her away.
Not once letting go of her hand.
The light in your eyes.When I look in your eyes,
Into the pitch black pupils,
They tell me everything.
They tell your story.
I see your past and all the reasons you don’t want to see the future.
I see all of the pain and neglect.
The hurtful words that are so carelessly thrown at you every day.
The way you can’t take this anymore.
But beyond these black caves of misery,
I see a light in your eyes. A light that is telling you not to give up.
A glimmer of hope.
It shows you’re still alive.
You’ve made it this far.
Don’t give up on that light. Don’t give up on me. On the world.
Stay that way.
Life's lamentSame routine, day after day,
A bottle of pills comes into play.
They told me to take one when I needed it most,
I need them now but in a much larger dose.
I write a letter to my closest of kin
And then the drowsiness starts to set in.
I lie on my bed and wait for death.
It sweeps me under with my final breath.
I feel better now, amazing, the best!
Finally, I am at rest.
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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