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WantingWanting her here
Wanting her to be safe
wanting to know shes ok
wanting to know she can be here in my arms
wanting to have the life i know we can have together
Wanting so many things
wanting to just be able to see her
wanting the pain to go away
wanting to kiss her gently and tell her its ok
wanting to take her forget the world and know everything is ok
What is loveWhat is love?
Love is different for everyone
My love is that feeling i get when we gently brush by each other
My love is that feeling i get in the pit of my stomach when i hear her soft gentle voice flowing on the winds to my ears
My love is that butterfly feeling i get when i lock eyes with her perfect sparkling hazel eyes
My love is that feeling i get that tells me she is the one
My love is that feeling that tells me she is the one i want and need to be with
My love is the person i'm with right now
My love is the person who i want to see
My love is the person who i want to cuddle with on a dark winter night with thick blankets and warm pajamas and kiss her gently and fall asleep with her in my arms
My love is the best girl in the world
My love is the girl i never want to lose
My love is the girl my hear belongs to
My love is you baby girl
My love is Darion Rose
My love is you
Please never forget that
Please dont let go
Please never let go
I need you to much
Please i love you...
Little Girl"shhhhhhhhhh i hear little feet"
"momma dadda momma dadda?"
I go over to the door and open it
"yes baby girl?" i say as look down to see her little hazel eyes staring back at me
"uppy uppy dadda"
I scoop up little rosey and give her a big kiss on her cheek
She giggles and says yucky dadda yucky
I smile and say "what is baby girl?"
She says "your kisses i only like mommma kisses i only like momma kisses."
i say i see how it is and i lay her on the bed and she scrambles over to you
She climbs up and hides in your chest saying "momma warm momma warm"
You look at me and say "See i told you she clings to me like a cat!"
I say "hey its adorable. Shes our little cutie pie and if she wants to cling she can."
You smile and rub her little back
I turn on cartoons and she says "yay" as she turns her head to watch the tv
i come and lay next to you
we plop her down between us and i put my arm around you
you wrest your head in my shoulder and i kiss the top of your head
Little rosey sta
yes its there
there are some things i wish i haven't done
but can i change that no
would i change it if i could maybe
I'm proud of the decisions I've made
I'm happy with them
so why cant you just be happy with it
i don't go judging your decision
i don't go telling you what to do
so what gives you the right to tell me that
maybe one day you'll regret that
even if there are some things i do regret
it was my decision
so back up
Da Da Da Da DaaaMental break down after mental break down
They all lead to insanity
Da da da da da da
You know you never really notice the world till you go insane
Everything so clear
Its so clear once you go insane
Da da da da da da
Oh look a cliff bye
Heart BreaksA common thing in a teenagers life
But what makes a teenage heart break really bad is this
when your in a relationship
and you gave up everything for them to make them happy
didn't go out past a certain time for them
gave up your "v-card" to that one person
did everything for your first time with them
was your first actual shall we say person
who you actually cared about
and they took all those great memories away
just like that
that is what makes a teenage heart break really bad
if you didn't have to go threw it
you are lucky
just hope it never happens to you if you are young
Hide It Mask ItHide the pain
Mask the pain
Try every possible way to hide it
just so the people around you don't think your weak
just so you don't ruin everyones "good" time
I'm sick of hiding my pain
It's been boiling up for to long
It's time to make it known...
Stand outYou are only a kid once
If you want to make something of yourself
Now if the time to do it
Now if the time to make you who you want to be
If you want to be known
Do something no one will forget
Since you only get one chance
Make it big
Make it special
Make it you
Out ThereLaying in my yard
Looking at all the bright stars in the sky
Thinking of things yet to be seen
Thinking of things yet to be discovered
Thinking that i could be the one to discover them
I lay there trying to make a decision
when i finally reached it i decided this
I don't want to study the earths atmosphere
I want to go farther
I want to go to the deep unknowns of our galaxy or even another galaxy
I want to see things few people have ever seen before
That's what i want
How to be Populardon’t talk
go to parties
listen to friends
go with the flow
drink some more
don’t let them see the tears
as you cry yourself to sleep
for the most important thing
is to be popular
Forgiveness takes twoThe words are struggling
to tumble off my tongue,
and despite having
a fleshy cushion
to rest on,
they stain my teeth
and sting like acid
"I'm sorry," I stutter,
but the bitter taste
doesn't leave my tongue-
not because the words weren't true,
but because I know
I won't hear,
Mommy Is A Super HeroMommy Is A Super Hero
Standing before his class, he held his tiny report,
“Who is your super hero?” Was written in yellow chalk on the green board.
Exhaling his breath, the curly haired boy closed his little eyes,
“Don't be ashamed of yourself” His mother's words rung in his ears, “And don't ever cry.”
He began to read aloud, with a shaky voice.
to his class, he told his mother's story.
At age fifteen, she was a beauty queen,
the most beautiful girl in all of the world.
She flaunted her silky hair, bore her bare legs,
prided her breast. The boys treated her like she was a treasure chest.
They respected her rules, they “looked, but didn't touch”,
but there was one older man, who from her, wanted too much.
All alone he met her, he approached her in the alley,
and all his mother told him, was that this man had treated her badly.
But what the boy didn't know was that she was taken against her will,
and that two months later, she turned up ext
The sound of silenceThe sound of silence,
Is so deafening,
That it makes my ears ring,
With the cacophony of my own insanity.
Being afraid to speakThe unpleasantries of past events
Were driven by the voices of contempt
Leaving me breathless
To that effect, I was left senseless
And when I laid under the covers
As I tried to warm myself from the cold stares
I shiver, as my skin turned white
By the solace of silence
But, as I overcame their sadness
I learned to embrace the cold
Until I was able to give warmth to others
cenotaph of stormsthe first thunderstorm
was triggered by a blunt pair
of scissors, sparking violently
against the lightning,
shaking in the wind.
the downpour pierced,
tattooed with no ink but
the dark bleakness
of an overcast morning,
infiltrating uniformed wrists.
hid behind the music block,
shaky raindrops rioting
fears, she fractured.
the second storm
wept a two year downpour
outline that dripped from wrist
to hip, sidelong silhouette glances
obscured by the rain.
stalictidal waves shuddered
frozen, until icy glass
fell in stained shards from
the stillness inside.
thinner, brittler, growing
in flurries of sleet and hail,
her outline was never filled,
though the floods threatened
the third thunderstorm
was a mist-ridden melancholia,
a dream for permanence
smeared in ink through
fueled by the hope
that just this once,
the rain would spark a
rebirth beneath the ground.
instead, a tsunami
washed away the ink
as tides so often do.
DNAyou are content
because every day
you have the opportunity to
hug both sets of your DNA.
however, i am not content.
half of me is missing
and the other half
is hardly ever here.
Ideationlocked in a room
with only one escape,
or so it seems.
your hands shake and you drop the key.
Suddenly you're unsure.
Do I want to pick it up?
Do I want to find it?
Do I want to leave?
you think to yourself
there's no other choice.
find the key or corrode, or rust
wear down the hinge
use sadness as the key.
You have the answer now.
Just open the door.
Just walk outside and don't look back.
Let yourself leave with no regrets.
And yet you can't.
You're afraid, you think,
but you are actually strong.
Don't run away.
Don't take that leap.
one tearone tear is all it takes
one tear is all it takes to make me want to cry
one tear on your soft cheek makes me want to hurt whoever hurt you
i see that one tear
i wipe it away
im more worried about you baby
when your crying dont worry about me
im here to help you
dont worry about how i feel
i want to help you and thats all i care about
one tear makes me go into protective and depressed mode at the same time
sorry if im sad cause your sad but thats just how much i care baby
i love you and i dont want you hurting anymore
one tear is all it takes
dead dog julyI.
the summer heat lays limp in the city’s lap,
breathing long oppressive breaths.
it does not even lift its lolling head
to bark out hoarse indignancy
when a strange man brings the mail.
there might be heavy rain today,
brought by some swollen, murmuring cloud.
the world will whirl and howl,
then settle down,
to die a little more.
o, quickly, love,
press your back against the wall in fear
as the universe spreads her arms and
shuts her eyes
and starts to summon the end of all things.
come with me
to the place of windows full of speechless afternoon
hot windy whispers of half-formed solutions and resolutions,
sweltering sunlit meadows we’ll wander and then forget.
o quickly, love,
let’s to the season of forgetting
and unwind all of our harshest memories
and fill the universe’s mouth
with mute cotton.
i’ll whisper these words to you some evening
with all my exigency in the hand i rest on your arm—
Transformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in War
Setting: Sometime during the Bay films
Characters: Optimus Prime
We came to this planet because ours was gone.
The quest for power consumed our home. The need for domination destroyed us. Still we live, and yet there is a piece in each of us that has been decimated forever. We will never recover what we have lost.
I look down upon this planet, and I wonder why we try.
It is evident by now that we have lost the capacity for peace. War follows in our wake. We came to retrieve the AllSpark, which has long since been lost, and we are still here. All that came of attempting to revive our planet was the relocation of the war from our planet of death to this planet of life. There is so much life on this planet. All of it we have sworn to protect. This is the promise we have made to them. But the promise would not need to have been made if we had never co
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