AttentionYou say that you're in pain?
Funny, I don't see a wound
You say you want to die?
I doubt you'd even try
The scars on my arms are hidden
Yours are on display
I drown in my own agony
While you float above
Yet they still come to rescue you
And leave me there to die
Because I'll never shout for help
You have it all
Yet act like you have nothing
I have little
Yet I'm still glad I have it
You speak of the pain
But I'm the one who feels it
I need the help
Yet you're the one who gets it
I don't pity you, not anymore
Go cry for attention
I'm not giving you any
Cutter's RulesI thought the words I wrote down,Cutter's Rules3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Had me on the mend,
But like all good things,
This too must end.
It's time this suicidal poet,
Swapped her pen for her blade,
After all the cutter's rules,
Must always be obeyed.
So now I'll say a fond farewell,
A sad so-long and sweet goodbye,
And know that as I leave you all,
It's crimson tears I cry.
What can I say my friends?
Thanks so much - it's been a blast!
As I lift this cold dead metal,
And take this sorry life at last.
Deviant DiscoveryDeviant Discovery3 years ago in Art Features More Like This
WHAT IS DEVIANT DISCOVERY?
Deviant Discovery is a weekly Journal Feature that focuses specifically on Deviants that have good art, but haven't gotten much attention for it. Every week, a new Deviant will be chosen, and a few of their artworks will be show in this Journal, along with a description of the artist themselves. This weekly feature will serve as an attempt to get under-appreciated artists more attention then they already have.
HOW DOES IT WORK?
It will work in a similar way to Daily Deviations - either I could select a Deviant myself, or someone could be suggested by another Deviant. Once a Deviant is chosen, we'll find their best five Deviations to be featured in the Journal. Then, we'll give a short description of the artist's work, and a small explanation of why they were chosen. The feature will remain on the front of my page for seven days [168 hours; one week], so that the Deviant can get continuous attention. Suggestions could be s
Glass tearsA silver sparkling, brightly shiningGlass tears3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On this sad and subjugated one...
Among the riddled world of festering lies
Broken truths and darkened skies
A glacial wind on his fledgling face
Some time has gone by, he's left no trace
The tracks are gone, covered and swept
Those promises she never kept
These hovering words begin to rust
Descending down and into dust
The child's tears have turned to glass
His body cold, she ran so fast
A shattering scream, a wailing cry
Her little boy she left to die
2,000 points giveawayHey guys, lots of you have seen my work around and have been the coolest of people ever in supporting it. In thanks for all the watches and faves, I’m hosting a giveaway for 2,000 points.2,000 points giveaway1 year ago in Deviant Events More Like This
Here’s how to enter:
AND do one of the steps below:
A) Add a link of this giveaway in your journal.
B) Like my Facebook page or one of the posts there: https://www.facebook.com/gevurahstudios?ref=hl
If you do both, your chances will be DOUBLED!
To participate add a comment on this journal which of the steps you've done (A, B, or both) so I know to add your name to the pool once or twice.
I will pick the winner of 2,000 points randomly on February 24th of February.
Here are a few of my paintings so everyone who is not familiar with my work gets to take a look . I mostly do fan art for the game League of Legends, but I will be doing a lot of anime fan art this year as well
Is dA and its Group system slowing dying out?Hello everyone!Is dA and its Group system slowing dying out?1 year ago in Art Features More Like This
Before you read, please keep in mind that my intentions are not to blame, insult, criticize, or say anything harmful about anyone! The intentions of this feature if anything, is to motivate us all in improving the group system and dA as a whole! ALSO this is focused more largely on photography, digital art, and a few other mediums, but I don't claim to speak for the cases of other mediums and types of groups that I am not familiar with.
EDIT: To make things clear, I don't believe dA or Groups will ever be "dead" in the sense of them not existing anymore, or members in both factions not existing either, I'm using "Death" more metaphorically perhaps, in saying that the way the group system is intended to be working, has been failing, and needs improving in order to not fail its purpose, and that dA needs to do something to strengthen the community sense and interactions between members both in groups and in the dA com
Major Contest - New Year, New PhotoRules and Information:Major Contest - New Year, New Photo2 years ago in Personal More Like This
Hello everyone! It is time for our first major contest to start. Below are the rules for this contest. Please read them carefully and follow them precisely. Thank you in advance for your participation. Should you wish to donate to the prizes offered, then please see below. Now, onto business. I held a poll about what our first contest should be, and although this theme wasn't the first choice for many people, I felt it was most appropriate given the demographics here on DeviantArt. So, the theme for this contest is simple; new year, new photo. Since it is a new year, and this group is under new administration, it seemed fitting to use this theme. The object is simple, take a new photo this year, and submit it! Cake right? Well, look at the rules below and follow them, and you'll see just how easy this contest will be.
You must be a member of Photography-Group to enter this contest.
Only photographs are allow. NO PHOTO-MANIPULATIO
One. Two. Three. Four.One.One. Two. Three. Four.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One razor blade.
One way out.
Two different meds.
Two packets for each.
Hanging in the brink.
Three hearts to break.
The sorrow never ends.
This is the way i save my soul.
From the pain, the suffering.
And woe untold.
I can't continue in a world filled with hate,
For those who are different,
Or with poor mental state.
Four tablets down.
Seems like a hundred to go.
They burn my throat.
As i try not to choke.
I do not regret,
These desicions i've made.
My mind is set,
The goal is no pain.
My First NightmareMy First NightmareMy First Nightmare4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It is the early morning a heavy fog has coated the ground making it hard to see where I am putting my feet. My breath is heavy and my senses are on high alert, I pass by a coral and kept walking on and half way to my destination I hear small sound that sounds like old hinges that are way over do for an oiling. My breath hitches but I continue on until I get to my destination the air seemed like daggers in my throat as I saw the sight before me an old wooden swing was rocking and upon the swing is a body without its head. I continue to watch in terror as something appears upon the lap of the body that is swinging the swing, slowly it starts to morph into a head with blood slowly dripping down from its neck for a moment I am memorized by the blood just slowly dripping down from the neck onto its legs and into the heavy fog. Until I hear the head start to say "why didn't you save me?" I look up into the heads face to see it is my sister's face glar
I'm sorry...I'm sorry....I'm sorry...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for not being able
to say the right thing
at the right time
for not smiling
when I should
over the top
for being a
for not protecting
the ones I love
for not being able
to remove all
for being difficult
when you try to help
for not knowing
the right way to be
when you're around
I'll try harder
give me some time....
I'm sorry to everyone
that I've ever hurt....
Go For Itgo ahead- try itGo For It4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i don't care.
drive it through your skin.
wince from the pain.
be tickled by the blood, falling down your arm like rain.
go ahead- live with it
wear jackets and long sleeves.
hide your secret
from the world.
muffel a scream, when someone- anyone
rushes past- barelly brushing you.
Easy ButtonI'm like an easy button;Easy Button3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
difficult to some on the inside
and very simple on the outside.
No I'm not made of plastic.
No rubber feet, no spring inside me.
In fact, I'm just skin and bones.
I don't run on batteries;
don't expect me to run out of juice.
I'll always help when needed.
You may call me a joke.
But when you need some confidence,
I have all the reassurance you need.
I have no rubber,
but I'm very flexible.
Nobody's dilemma is too much.
Please don't press me. I'm ticklish.
Simply call for me;
I can put your mind at ease.
And if you believe I can't fix your problem,
I just may have to gloat:
"That was easy!"
WorthlessWorthless3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Sometimes I feel like everyone can see how flawed I am.
That there is nothing in there.
Behind this fake smile, Clothes and make up.
There is nothing to see.
I can't understand how anyone can like me.
I realise around people I thought were my friends,
That they actually don't.
They just talk to me to be nice,
but I know what they are thinking.
That I'm not worth takling to.
That I'm just the stupid emo kid,
Who hangs with them so she won't be alone.
I know they don't want me around.
I mean who can blame them?
Friday Features November 30thPosted on behalf of :iconpanda69680102:Friday Features November 30th2 years ago in Personal More Like This
:thumb338365324:I'll watch over you... by Artsy50
Alexandria of Simba Iceberg by Katrin-ElizabethHighlanders by KeldBachHey What's Up? by Gryffingirl77
Wink by Wordup
CopingBreathe in airCoping3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
deep and slow
close your eyes,
but don't let go
Grip the blade
then let it fall
erase the pain,
erase it all
Feet in contact
with the ground
all the same,
to weight and shame
from hooded eyes,
from crying skies
I Am FineWith him, I was the sun on the shore.I Am Fine3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The highest bird perched in the tallest tree.
The gem that outshines all others,
The laugh of the happiest girl.
Without him, I'm invisible.
A painting never painted, tears
welled up in eyes but never shed.
A dream cast away on the wind.
A hopeless nightmare,
NightI lie there blade in hand,Night3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
looking at where the blood will land,
mechanically I gouge my skin out,
and dullen the voices which shout.
my outer self cases the inner in lead,
it is the falseness crumbling I dread,
I can no longer lie,
the one thing I crave is to die.
my phone vibrates, I've a text,
I leave it and wonder who will call next,
I stare at the crimson river,
and urge death to come hither
if this is is life it must be hell,
for I feel trapped in a cell,
I see scars and open wounds,
picturing the life I am bound.
slowly sunrise takes place,
my blood congealing without haste,
mask on and scars hidden,
a school day doing as bidden,
little they know of the devil inside,
and that which inside me divides.
Drarry fanfic Pt 5 Draco closed his eyes and wound his arms around the Gryffindor's waist. He felt Harry put his arms around his neck and deepen the kiss. All the confusion melted away, everything was perfect. Draco felt Harry pull away, but he held him tight. He didn't want the magic to end, not just yet. He didn't want to wake up from this dream, not just yet. He didn't want to sink back into reality, not just yet. In his heart, he knew it'd have to end and he'd have to wake up and go back to the cold reality of what his friends, let alone his father, would do if they found out, but not just yet. Harry obliged and kissed him again, even more passionately than the first time, giving Draco a few more moments to feel his stomach fill with butterflies and the electricity race down to his toes.Drarry fanfic Pt 53 years ago in Romance More Like This
Harry wound his arms around Draco's neck. This was the moment he'd dreamed of, and it was as perfect as his dream. Almost. A mixture of guilt and worry niggled in his stomach, even over rid
schizophrenic?I hear birds chirping-schizophrenic?4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
somebody's calling my name.
The letters on my blanket won't stop moving.
At least it's better than the bleak white.
I fooled them into thinking
I ate their poison pills.
But I didn't really!
The first time I took them,
they made Gavin shut up.
why isn't Gavin talking? It's not like him.
Then they made Akuma silence too.
And all the rest.
It's so quiet now,
It's all lonely now.
I wish they'd come back,
all of them, even Gavin.
are the doctors telling the truth?
Am I really
NeedI am nothingNeed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
an empty shell
a hollow carcass of brittle bones and rotting teeth
She is beautiful
bright patterns and rainboots
Her smile is true
and she love the world she lives in
He is a rebel
Never still and never truthful
He loves running across the street just as a car comes
it gives him such a high
She is quiet
a book worm
She spends her time in dimly lit corners in rundown bookstores
hiding away from the world
She is imposive and violent
loves to fight
Her emotions are stronger than the rest
taking her over in a matter of seconds
They are all me
but I am none of them
and I haven't seen them in many years
though I hear from them everyday
Their voices haunt me
their hands touch me in the dark
clawing to be freed
for they are why I am empty
they fill me and push away the person I truly long to be
The person that I need to be
in order to stay alive
'Why'Why?'Why'3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why did you hit me?
Why did you spit on me?
Why did you kick me?
Why did you call me names?
Why did you make fun of me?
We used to be Friends.
I have new Friends.
We used to hang out.
I have new Friends.
We used to talk alot.
I have new Friends.
We used to be like Brothers.
I have new Friends.
We used to play games.
I have new Friends.
Wont you help me?
No, your gay.
Wont you stop them?
No, your gay.
Wont you call 911?
No, your gay.
Wont you pick me up?
No, your gay.
Wont you stay with me?
No, your gay.
You left me alone.
You helped them.
You let me lay in my blood.
You did not help.
I am alone.
Where is everyone?
The People Avenue - The Weekend Special wk 39[ Featured Gallery | Journals | Who's behind? | Guidelines | Home of The People Avenue ]The People Avenue - The Weekend Special wk 393 years ago in Art Features More Like This
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Friends"Sometimes I feel like my wholeFriends3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
life's falling apart "
"But it's only starting "
"Sometimes I fear my
best friend hates me "
"But it's just confusion
I never stop caring "
"Sometimes I hear them
whispering my name "
"But it's only jealousy,
don't worry sweet heart.."
"Some days I look in the mirror and
call myself fat, ugly and worthless"
"You couldn't be any more
beautiful, inside and out"
"Every day I call myself names,
I tear myself down to nothing
I have no self-esteem "
"And he's the one to blame,
he played a stupid game "
"But nothing could be worse
I have scars on my heart."
"Pick up the broken pieces,
lift up your shattered heart.
Life is going to be ok,
this is just a confusing start "
"This is why I call you my
best-friend No one knows