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Lonewolf series Chapter 1 pre-veiw-1-
Of course on the first day of school I had to just wake up late. And of course no matter how hard I tried my stupid alarm clock wouldn’t work. Thank god my dear Alaska, my pet Alaskan husky, woke me up. Ironic how I have an Alaskan husky and his name is Alaska! Yea i'm just smart like that. But anyway, now I was driving my truck to school way above the speed limit. Not like it mattered really. In this small town, Stillwater Pennsylvania to be exsiccate, we only had one police station. Where there were only two police cars, and the last time anyone saw those old cars in action were about two years ago. Some people from the next town over thought it would be funny to tepee the police station.
So nothing really ever happens here…like nothing… what so ever! Thankfully school wasn’t as boring as this town. Stillwater high was the best and pretty much only school in town. There are really only two high schools in
A soft breeze gently blows the clouds overhead. Gently sway the
ocean waves back and forth. Sweetly sweeps your hair around your
face. Your gaze is attracted by the view in front of you. Captivated
by this lovely seascape...Then, ever so slowly, your eyes close and
you drift into a delicate sleep...I wonder hat you dreaming mind
Do you see this world in color? Or in a beautiful gray style? Does
the sun warm your skin? Or does the cool air chill your body? so many
things i wonder of what goes on in your fascinating mind. So many
desires i wish to fulfill for you...
I wonder...Do you long to live in this ethereal world, or in your divine fantasy?
Wishing Upon Stars Lets take this time to enjoy sweet silence...Look up
at the sky and see the beautiful stars that gleam and
shine.See the shapes and figures they make. See how
close they look, but yet are oh so far away...Quickly
my love, pick a star, not just any star, one you shall
remember forever! Cherish it, love it, adore it, and wish
Careful, though, my love you only have one wish.
So make it count darling...For a wish can last a life time.
But may i ask love, can I wish upon a star tonight
too? Can I ask to spend this life time with my perfect
dream? My sweet angel that fell to earth just for me.
Oh how I long to forever have you in my arms.
So please love while we stargaze tonight lets both
wish upon a star and live our forever dream...
Concealed Beauty...Like pure gold when a heavenly light shines upon it.
I get a soft and plush feeling when I touch this angelic thing, this heavenly wing.
I'm in awe...
How could I...How could I get such beautiful wings.
Wings with a white so deep they are like fluffy clouds on a clear blue day.
They are light, but hold a weight of responsibility on me.
I can feel them fully, every slightest twitch, every slightest flutter.
I can feel the slightest breeze run through the feathers.
Feel the warmth of the sparkling sun.
Feel the happiness I've never felt before...
My white wings…Oh without you...I don't think I've would've known about all the happiness I have inside...
Voice...Im always there
In the dark waiting
Silently waiting for the right moment to strike
Your mind belongs to me
You think you can escape
No, no one ever does
I just don't go away
You cant kill me...
Because Im you...
And you are me
Im the demon inside
That scary little voice you hate yet fear
Just let go...
Let me control
It wont hurt...
Since I am...already you...
Captured WingsI can feel it...
I can feel my skin rip apart.
Tear and be pulled this way and that.
Blood spills down my back.
my screams echo around me .
Tears fall from my eyes.
Why does such beautiful things hurt so much?
I want my wings...
give me my wings!
I don't want to be held down anymore...
Let me see my black wings.
Let me know im just as evil as i seem to be.
I cant hold back any longer.
Juts let my wings show.
let me be free...
Let me be this fallen angel im suppose to be...
Sleep...Sweet dreams my lovely angel
Let your mind rest and drift
Close your eyes and sleep
Doze off into peace
Imagine your perfect world
Create a universe all of your own
Let that magic in you flow
Be entranced by a beautiful wonderland
See the things that your mind can conceive
Fantasize my lovely angel
Keep your head in the clouds
And drift along into blissful tranquility
sleep forever lovely angel
Let your body lay still
And your mind run free
Keep your dreams alive
And live in your secret creation
Don't hold back that beautiful imagination you have
So sleep love, sleep my lovely angel, and dream forever...
MelodyA sweet melody rings within my ears.
Silently yet eagerly trying to gain my attention.
I search up and down, left and right, for that beautiful sound.
Not knowing whose voice it is that releases such lovely words.
I listen closely, closing my eyes, tunning out everything but your voice. Listening to every word that escapes your lips.
My body moves, following an invisible path toward you. Louder the sound of your voice gets, i know i am near you, so i open my eyes. And see such a charming beauty.
I stare, captivated, by your mesmerizing eyes...it is like light is captures inside and held there forever, or just waiting for someone to let that beautiful light out.
I see your lovely smile, I wonder how many times people get to see you truly smile, or even hear a beautiful laugh i bet you have.
My mind wonders for miles about everything i wish to know about you, about all the things you keep secret.
* * *
Keep singing my beautiful, and let the world hear your voice.
Let your angelic voice f
Never let me goSunlight kisses your face
as you slowly awake in my
Your sweet autumn brown
eyes flutter open and look
A hushed good morning
escapes your beautiful lips.
All the while you only waste
seconds to press those precious
lips against mine.
And i am filled with the
joyous essence of your love.
I reminisce over all of the
times you have brightened my
And i hold you close as our
Feeling your delicate body
Ever so slowly running
my hands along side
...You rest your head
amongst my chest.
Telling me how soothing
my heartbeat sounds to
smiling i say "it only
beats for you..."
And loving eyes connect
But it is your sweet
smile that capture my eyes.
Along with your angelic
voice saying those 3 precious
Those oh so heart warming
You kiss my lips again,
and with such tender,
I pull you close, not ever
wanting to let you go.
A message to the brokenYou drown yourself
in liquid sorrows,
letting the salty mess
burn your wounds,
and the sadness
to drip in your mouth,
consuming your words
and you say
you deserve the pain,
but I want to dry your face,
and whisper in your ear
how the clouds cry too,
while they hold such beauty,
and so do you.
Pretty metaphors are for pretty girlsI told you to stop
spewing pretty metaphors at me,
for with each elaborate comparison,
I feel a bit more
detached from this world
And maybe I don’t feel so strong at the moment,
but would you be
if you felt like the entire universe
was resting upon your shoulders,
and someone was just there saying:
But you’re stronger than the powerful beats
of a butterfly’s wings
And maybe I do need more confidence,
but would you exuberate it
when the part you hated most about yourself
were the freckles that have speckled your face for years,
and someone was just there muttering:
They’re not flaws,
but rather stars that form constellations
Yes, I can’t help but hate
all those unrealistic metaphors
you choose to pelt at me when I’m low,
yet the irony is,
I know that those beautiful words
are realistic in your eyes,
So I can’t hate you.
Stand Against SuicideI know the pain is perhaps unbearable,
But darling, please put down the blade.
Release your emotions through tears and smiles,
Rather than dreading these days.
Do it for the little girl, whose mother can’t be there,
Or for the boy whose father drank too much.
For the boy who can’t sit in elementary school,
Because the bruises from Daddy hurt to touch.
For the teenage girl lying face down in her bed,
Thinking, why can’t it all be done?
For the elderly man looking up at the stars,
Counting the days one by one.
Do it for the children who wonder, does it end?
For the ones who feel left on their own.
For the ones who think, maybe it wouldn’t be so hard
If I didn’t feel so left alone.
And finally, do it for one other person,
The person in front of these words.
Because you’ll never know how it gets better
When focusing on pain and hurt.
Live one more day, dear, for them and for you,
And I swear to you, problems will fade.
I know, for right now, it’s p
dark circlesi haven't slept well in 14 days
my eyes droop pretty colors
'50 shades of purple and grey,
they're bags and they're designer'
making jokes is how i cope
with chapped lips and constant chap-stick
it tastes like honey and mint
i laugh and say i'm addicted.
hooded lids and sleepy smiles
during lunch at subway
my friends ask if I'm okay
I say that I'm just tired.
but really when I see him with her
my heart sinks to the tiles
she's pretty and witty and sure as hell she can sing
and i'm just a loud bone-collector.
when I see her with him,
dancing and laughing and grinning,
the ring on her finger
laughs at my singularity.
for as much as i lie and as much as i try
my loneliness still creeps in,
because no matter how much they protest,
i'm still the lowly fifth-wheel.
walking behind them on sidewalks
that are wide, but built for four
smiles and laughs when they look back
but the frown creeps evermore.
pelvis peaks through paper-thin skin
and knuckles white and pale
my ribs are empty, my bo
Clear WristA clear wrist, barren of scars,
as opposed to skin sauntered in marks,
tells a trickier story than it's soiled and raw,
uncaring, unkempt counter part.
Bravery, I think it holds,
the strength to bare unimaginable loads
of pain and suffering through endless times,
and withstanding the agony of sleepless nights.
Some think it is fear, the reluctance to cut,
but I believe it opposite, it show courage and guts.
To bear your pain without a nick on your wrist,
is like a solider braving his terrain while being torn limb from limb.
Agonizing as it is, to hide your pain,
you do it so well, and no attention you'll gain.
At the end of the day, it's not cry for attention,
rather a cry for the victory that's silently mentioned.
Your scars are those not self inflicted,
and despite the gnawing intention,
to harm yourself and ease your pain,
the scars you earn are rightfully gained.
In a room of those who have jumped the gun,
and left traces of blood deep in their arms,
do not be tempted to do the sam
I want to be free...To be me is like a disgrace.
To be fake is like a god given gift.
It's not me...
It never will be...
So why can't we just love what's real?
Instead of whats fake?
Love who you are!
Be who you are!
No matter what anyone says...
I want to be free...
And I know you do to.
So why cant we?
Because people hate what they don't understand.
That's why we cant be.
But then again...Who said we can't break some rules?
Have fun, and live life a little?
No matter what happens.
Be free, and do you.
Not what people say you have to do.
I want to be free...
And I will be.
No matter what anyone says...
So be free...
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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