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My GeniusI feel warm inside
When I talk to you;
But I am happy
When we're quiet too.
I am content to sit
With you next to me,
Or with my back
Pressed against yours,
Even though we may be
Fixated on projects
Just being with you
Makes me feel complete.
You are the only one
That I don't mind
Being second to
In left-brained things,
I love to compete,
Because you are
Laughter and TearsThese people never judge you,
But they tell you when you're wrong.
They're the ones who hold your head up,
And remind you that you're strong.
They're the cause of half your laughter,
But they hold you through your tears.
They're the ones who always love you,
And who know your deepest fears.
Friends are the only people who
Always let you act like you.
Convince MeYou have the ability
To convince me,
If you tried.
I want to be persuaded
When you look
Into my eyes.
Please continue talking
Because your words
show me your view.
Maybe I'll believe them
When I feel
I've earned their truth.
The Puppet MasterI try to never pull too hard-
Only direct or guide,
So I'll give you my advice
At the exactly perfect time.
My aim is always to be subtle,
Because you have to look good too.
I've assessed the situation,
And I know just what to do.
I'm not trying to be controlling,
It's just that I know how to win.
In the end, we'll all get our desire.
Don't resist me; just give in.
Heart ThiefThere is a tightness
In my chest.
It feels like your hands are
Closing around my heart,
Because it feels
So hard to breathe!
I guess that's why
My heart is beating faster:
I am becoming oxygen-deprived.
It just isn't natural
To be choking on the air.
Hurry up, heart thief,
Go ahead and take your trophy.
But then again,
It isn't really stealing,
Since it was always yours
To start with.
How long does it take
To plan this kind of heist?
PoiseYou said we'd be together then,
But obligations drew you away.
I didn't complain,
Because I understood,
And so I kept my poise.
I know you hadn't meant to,
And I know it's not your fault.
Its just, this leaves me all alone
When another could have stayed,
But I will keep my poise.
If you didn't mean so much to me,
I would have let you go,
But I will roll
With all your punches,
While still keeping my poise.
Back SpotterThough so often,
Monotony seeps through my skin,
I feel so alive the way
That you hold me together.
When my listless limbs collapse,
You catch me
Before the gravity
Of my circumstance
Has the chance
To drag me down again.
I can't help but trust you,
So I'm going to
Fall into your arms.
SubtletiesI've been leaving hints and clues,
So you'd know how I feel for you,
But I guess that subtlety is not your game.
I guess I can't complain though,
Since reading you is difficult.
One moment you act like you're in love,
And the next, you push me away.
I want you to know,
But do you feel the same?
If I knew that answer,
It would change everything.
Mud Loves the UngracefulWe were walking through
The out-of-season soccer fields
Overgrown with weeds,
But there were still patches
Where the naked earth
Rain drizzled down,
Misting our eyelashes and hair.
When we came to the bare spots,
They were growing moist.
Our shoes complained,
So we took them off,
And let the mud
Squish between our toes.
Mud loves the ungraceful,
So it drew me in for a hug.
I knew you would laugh,
So I brought you with me.
You rubbed mud on my cheek,
And I drew mud on your nose.
Then you ran your dirty fingers
Through my soaking hair,
And kissed me.
is knowing the answers but not the questions
is knowing the questions but not the answers
is knowing some questions and some answers
but having no idea how to put them together
NobodyI'm alone in a crowd of people
The silence is so loud
Nobody listens, nobody cares
People move around, talking laughing
Acting like they care
I know they don't
I don't talk much, I keep to myself
But when I do share,
Don't Leave MeI thought I saw your face today,
Saw your smile,
Heard your laugh,
I could write a paragraph,
On what I thought I saw today.
I thought I felt you hug me close,
Ruffle my hair,
Rub my back,
But then I lost track,
At the thought of you hugging me close.
I thought I heard you singing our songs,
Full of life,
Making me fill with strife,
At the thought of you singing our songs.
I thought I came when you called,
Where are you?
You're not here,
My heart flooding with fear,
At the thought of not coming because you never called.
I thought I heard you scream last night,
Breathe your last,
Moan in pain,
Going through it all again,
When I heard you scream last night.
I thought I saw your face today,
Pale and pained,
No life there,
Getting lost in your blind stare,
When I thought I saw your face today.
Hidden AwayMy hidden heart wants to be found
Very few notice the disguise
Beneath the surface I hide my whole world
It can't be seen through wandering eyes
If people don't take time to show interest
Then they will never get inside
Deep within me lies my very best
But very few know of this side
Perhaps I just don't show enough
Because my heart offers so much
Maybe this is why my surface is so rough
People have used me as a crutch
Sometimes I'm too sensitive for my own good
I can't shut down this part of me
When I venture out I feel misunderstood
This hurts because I just want to be free
In the end I just want to be adored
Why must my lion's heart be hidden?
If I'm drawn out I might be restored
This world of mine shouldn't be forbidden
His Butler, Knowing*Please read description first. Thanks!*
It's unusually quiet this late winter morning at the Phantomhive Mansion. Earl Ciel Phantomhive sits behind his oak desk in the study, doing the daily paperwork.
Sign, trash, sign, sign, sign, trash, trash, sign. How time consuming. Like every day the dutiful butler, Sebastian Michaelis, strides into the study. A confident smile stretches across his face as he serves his master breakfast. Homemade scones with the Earl's most favored -tea.
With all the breakfast laid out for his master, Sebastian decides it's best to leave, seeing how much work his young master has yet to accomplish.
As the butler's footsteps fade down the hallway Ciel sighs, suddenly not hungry anymore. "He just doesn't get it does he?" the young Earl mutters, rising up and connecting his foot strongly with his oak desk. Feeling a sharp pain, along with stupidity, Ciel slumps back into his large business chair.
Why does Sebastian have to be so perfect? With his almond eyes that
The One No One WantsI'm the last toy on the shelf
The one no one wants
I don't know what's wrong with myself
Why am I the one no one wants
I may not be the best
But I'm the worst- that no one wants?
Sure I'am not the best dressed
But why am I the one no one wants
I thought someone would have a heart
I guess not- I'm something no one wants
Yes, I'am no work of art
But I'm not the worthless one no one wants!
I guess I will just sit here for the remaining time
Because I'm the one no one wants
I just hate myself.
I hate the life that I lead.
I hate the things that I've done.
I keep trying to figure out.
Where it is exactly that I went wrong.
No matter how hard I try to evade
And blame others for my actions.
At some point I am forced to accept.
That the problem resides within me
And the answer remains absent.
I am the common dominator.
I am the back stabbing selfish traitor.
It's nothing to do with how I was raised
Or the credentials and intentions of my creators.
We choose our own paths.
We make our own decisions.
It is only us that determine what kind of life we lead.
There may be externa
A simple question,
a constant nuisance,
a sea of wonder,
an unfair reality.
Why. Such a small word,
with such a big meaning.
Why is the grass green,
and the sky blue?
Why do birds go South,
and not North.
Why are we here,
on this planet?
Why does the darkness scare us,
and heights make our legs wobble?
Why do spiders creep us out,
but butterflies bring smiles to our faces?
Why does a baby's laugh and cry,
steal away our attention?
Why do we judge,
before we know?
Why does love hurt so good?
Why do we laugh when in pain,
or cry when we're happy?
Why do bad things happen to good people?
Why us, and not them?
Right NowRight now,
I'm supposed to be busy,
Since I have time lines
With deadlines to meet,
But I really want to be with you,
Because you're more important to me.
In not very long
Change will whisk you away,
But that's just the way life goes.
We are only promised
What we already have,
So let's make good
On the time we have left.
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