A forest path dappled in the sunlight that falls through the canopy above. Fallen leaves from past years crunch underfoot, the yellows and oranges catching the light and casting a warm glow in the shade. You walk with me, your hand in mine, so seemingly trusting and fragile. I know better though, your strength is more than a match for my own but here in this place we are relaxed and happy.
The pale skin of your hand is soft and warm in my own, and those long fingers seem perfect linked with mine. They lightly enfold the darker tans of my digits and rest gently on the skin. These clasped hands swing gently as we slowly walk down this path thr
So early.
Too soon.
And yet.
I feel.
Peace.
Serenity.
Destiny?
Attraction.
Magnetism.
Connection?
Those words.
Hold power.
Implication.
A Promise.
Those words.
To Speak.
Dare I?
Hold out your hands
I have something for you
Delicate
Fragile
Unused to being handled
Here
Listen
Listen to it beat
Feel
Feel it pulse
I give it to you
But
Please
Be careful
For you hold my heart
It has been
A whole turning of the earth
Since I last saw you
Yet I am not worried
Not pensive
Or scared
Instead
I feel safe
Confident even
For the first time
Every other relationship
Insecurity burned bright
Fear of loss
Terror at the unknown
Yet in this
There is none
Just warmth
I don't need to see you
To know
That this feels right
I can feel it
From here
And
The best part
Is that I know
In my heart that
You do too
Dear you,
I write this on a whim, late at night where I am yet early morning where you are. These miles that separate us are many, and I resent them for being so. Many times I wish I could stroke the skin of your cheek, stare into your eyes and tell you how happy you make me. Countless hours have I wished to spend with you, staring into the deepest of blue skies, while you listen to the heart in my chest that beats for you. To walk hand in hand through tall grass, and laugh at my poor attempts to sing songs. To watch as the sun goes down, and the stars begin to glitter like jewels in black velvet overhead. To sleep, safe in the knowledge tha
I sit here in the dark
My mind only on you
The rain beats down from the heavens
The steady sound on my roof fills my ears
I stare out my window
Wishing you would walk up my stair
The candles I have lighted
Reflected in the glass
Flicker in an unknown breeze
Standing in a warm house
That feels oddly cold and lonely
I keep checking that stair
In the hopes I'll see your face at my door.
But the wet concrete glistens empty
In the uninterrupted light that falls upon it
From the porch light above
And a wistful sigh escapes me
As I turn from my empty stair
To sit in silent solace once again
A forest path dappled in the sunlight that falls through the canopy above. Fallen leaves from past years crunch underfoot, the yellows and oranges catching the light and casting a warm glow in the shade. You walk with me, your hand in mine, so seemingly trusting and fragile. I know better though, your strength is more than a match for my own but here in this place we are relaxed and happy.
The pale skin of your hand is soft and warm in my own, and those long fingers seem perfect linked with mine. They lightly enfold the darker tans of my digits and rest gently on the skin. These clasped hands swing gently as we slowly walk down this path thr
So early.
Too soon.
And yet.
I feel.
Peace.
Serenity.
Destiny?
Attraction.
Magnetism.
Connection?
Those words.
Hold power.
Implication.
A Promise.
Those words.
To Speak.
Dare I?
Hold out your hands
I have something for you
Delicate
Fragile
Unused to being handled
Here
Listen
Listen to it beat
Feel
Feel it pulse
I give it to you
But
Please
Be careful
For you hold my heart
It has been
A whole turning of the earth
Since I last saw you
Yet I am not worried
Not pensive
Or scared
Instead
I feel safe
Confident even
For the first time
Every other relationship
Insecurity burned bright
Fear of loss
Terror at the unknown
Yet in this
There is none
Just warmth
I don't need to see you
To know
That this feels right
I can feel it
From here
And
The best part
Is that I know
In my heart that
You do too
Dear you,
I write this on a whim, late at night where I am yet early morning where you are. These miles that separate us are many, and I resent them for being so. Many times I wish I could stroke the skin of your cheek, stare into your eyes and tell you how happy you make me. Countless hours have I wished to spend with you, staring into the deepest of blue skies, while you listen to the heart in my chest that beats for you. To walk hand in hand through tall grass, and laugh at my poor attempts to sing songs. To watch as the sun goes down, and the stars begin to glitter like jewels in black velvet overhead. To sleep, safe in the knowledge tha
I sit here in the dark
My mind only on you
The rain beats down from the heavens
The steady sound on my roof fills my ears
I stare out my window
Wishing you would walk up my stair
The candles I have lighted
Reflected in the glass
Flicker in an unknown breeze
Standing in a warm house
That feels oddly cold and lonely
I keep checking that stair
In the hopes I'll see your face at my door.
But the wet concrete glistens empty
In the uninterrupted light that falls upon it
From the porch light above
And a wistful sigh escapes me
As I turn from my empty stair
To sit in silent solace once again
Words, Hands, Hearts
All the little broken things filled with little broken parts
Smokes, Drugs, Knives
All the little habits helping little pointless lives
Life, Love, Joy
All the little promises, lost on this little boy
Pain, Rage, Hate
All the little fucked up lies when happiness came too late
Lie, Cheat, Steal
All the little tricks he learned when his wounds just wouldn't heal
Blood, Sweat, Tears
All the little fluids mixed with all his little fears
House, Kid, Wife
All the little things she took when she crushed his little life
Knife, Rope, Gun
All the little friends he needs for one last night on the run
Words, Hands, He
Choke the cripple by daniellekoorevaar, literature
Literature
Choke the cripple
You cripple her
With you passionate words
Why to cripple? Why to hurt?
Why keeping her tied up
Chained with a leg
In a space so vast, called earth
A bird wants to fly
They live to float
Through the sea of air
Don't hold her down
With your words like symphony
It chokes her, a slow death
'In the end there's no mercy, no absolution of guilt. In the end there's just you and the lies that you've built.' -- Erica Dunham AKA Unter Null
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