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A Little SmileWords I haven’t heard in so long,
Its warm texture and cold point;
It would have been enough to console me,
If only what had happened hadn’t come.
What you say hadn’t changed;
it can calm even the darkness around me;
Please, don’t worry about me.
I’ll kill myself another way.
What happened, happened.
Nothing can change that.
All there is now is what?
The absence welcoming me to its fortunes.
It calms me in the way you’ve done to me;
Let me in my corner and settle never.
Let it surround me densely; so when you come to speak
It will be nothing when it reaches me.
I have nothing to offer.
You took it all away from me.
Do you really want something?
Sure, here’s a little smile.
Let it be the last thing you see from me;
Nothing can ever bring the unity that once was.
It can never be the same.
I have gone on, why can’t you?
Apparently you deserved more.
I can’t stop you.
You have others to depend on.
I’ll kill myse
I Came To Remember You Again…I came to remember you again,
On my floor to look up on the ceiling
To talk with a friend with past experiences,
Having to be sentimental…
I came to remember you again.
I came to remember you again from when
It started from a small talk, you and me,
And laughed and chatted and compare;
We played on and never stopped,
Even if were only for a few minutes a day.
I left for a trip, you came a bit hurt,
Knowing we wouldn’t see each other much.
You told me something I couldn’t hear
Until I reached a connection to hear it back
To be emotional of what you’ve said.
Coming back home could I say
What could not be held anymore;
The start was smooth, but the road was rocky,
Not knowing how it would smoothen again;
Something to remember you from again.
I came to remember you again
When you asked, possibly from my shying away,
Something I have always remembered.
We became one, we became hard,
You the comfort and I the support.
What was the absence I faced? I cou
The Black End of the White SightThe path I walk, the path I sought,
The path I thought once was, the way I actually thought.
To think I’d settle down and look around,
It was something small to ever go down.
The calm sight of the gild was soothing,
The flowers were bright and blooming;
To ever think I sit here and curl up my tail,
From ever going berserk and attempt to flail.
The wolf to rest, the wolf to be,
The rock he is will show in its eyes it will always be free.
The stone that shall never be arrogant,
Will be soon to be nothing more but under its overpowering element.
Days have gone, months have passed,
Its core hasn’t been shone to ever be fast.
I haven’t noticed that, to it, I was a burden,
But something like it was never so sudden.
The land I explored, the land I came across,
The path I traveled is now, at a glance, nothing more but a loss.
The Sun had blacked, the winds had robust,
I lowered my ears, to find shelter from its dreadful gust.
The grotto I walked, the grotto that was,
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