Alice in Wonderland Contest *Update*Okay, anyone up for doing something AWESOME?? I want someone, (or everyone) to try and do something for this!
The idea is to create an icon or a picture for me to use for my profile.
ANYONE on deviantART can do this!
*update* There'll be a winner in the icon category and the deviantID picture category.
You can enter more than one piece of art
-Alice in Wonderland related, because of my name
-It can be any media, I have no preference.
-It can be anything Wonderland related. If you choose to make a picture to use for my profile, it can be a human cheshire cat, or a drawing of me (if you know what I look like, *cough eden aubrey or delaney*) you can draw me as Alice. Or the white rabbit hopping by with his pocketwatch. OR whatever! Be creative!
-HAVE FUN WITH IT!
Contest begins June 20th (today) and ends July 30th.
Before you enter:
~Favorite this journal so I know you're participating.
~Upload it to deviantART, and post a link to your entry in this journal
Jack of All Trades, Master at NoneEveryone does things, but is bestJack of All Trades, Master at None3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
At just one.
I'm a Jack of all trades
but a master at none.
People say it's best that way
but I would disagree
There's nothing that I do or say
That truly impresses me.
Some people shine in music
Shine in painting or in sports.
I have tried all those things,
But nothing really works.
It's all okay
No huge display
Of talent I possess
Compared to others
I do feel
that I was given less.
I do not shine
I'm not the sun.
I'm a Jack of all trades.
But a master of none.
Mommy, answer me!(This one's not as much of a spoiler as Ed's)Mommy, answer me!4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Me and Brother committed a sin
What no one else would dare
So now my body's made of tin
Mommy, hear my prayer
I don' sleep, the nights are long
It's like I'm hardly there
I still don't know what we did wrong
Mommy, hear my prayer
Dunno if what Barry said us true
Brother said he was scared...
I just don't know what else to do
Mommy, hear my prayer!
Brother told me I should trust
Am I the only one who cares
If this armor turns to rust?!?
Mommy, hear my prayers!
It's getting hard to deal with pain
It's more than I can bear
I'll wash my sorrows with the rain
Mommy, hear my prayer
Brother's taking all the blame
I hardly think it's fair
The path that we took was the same
Mommy, hear my prayer
Brother's traveling 'cross the land
And he won't tell me where
He thinks I won't understand
Mommy, hear my prayer
This armor starts rejecting me
My soul's begun to tear
My REAL body's what I need
Mommy... are you there?
Come into my Little Blue Box, You will see...Come into my little blue box,Come into my Little Blue Box, You will see...3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You will see.
There's a whole universe out there,
Waiting for you, Calling to you.
Anything you can imagine
Can be yours, will be yours.
Events will take place, rare things can take place.
Some call them miracles.
So if you hunger for adventure,
Wish for mystical worlds,
Want to triumph over unknown dangers,
come with me!
Come into my little blue box,
You will see.
PretendAll of my life,Pretend3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've played pretend.
I was a princess.
I was a cowgirl.
I was a creature of myth.
Now at thirteen,
I pretend to be normal.
Fake a smile,
fake a laugh.
No one really cares,
So I pretend I don't hurt.
Pretend to be happy,
But I'm drowning.
Come with me,
We can play pretend together.
Soft Piano in a Hard RainA soft piano in hard rain,Soft Piano in a Hard Rain3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The gentle music drifting beneath the heavy drops
Pools of water forming below the pedals
Dark clouds cover the sky.
Each note, splashed with a raindrop.
Damp hands press slowly on the keys,
opening new worlds through the song.
Harmonies barely heard below the loud drizzle.
But the music doesn't cease.
The soft piano
drifts through the hard rain.
The rain will blow over,
The melody will dry
and the music will be heard again.
SomedayMaybe someday you'll love someone who doesn't love you backSomeday3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feel the emptiness of missing someone who just doesn't miss you
You'll do everything for this person and it still won't be enough
Hold them when they cry
Listen when they need to talk
Understand when they get upset
Make them laugh just to see them smile
But it's not going to make them love you back
Maybe someday you'll find the person who makes you happier than anyone ever has
The one you can't see yourself without
Who makes it difficult to imagine yourself with anyone else
And then they'll leave
They won't feel the same way and disappear
Maybe someday you'll wake up thinking they're in your arms
And then remember they no longer want anything to do with you
You'll spend weeks laying in bed, crying
Trying to figure out why you weren't worth it
How you went from meaning the world to this person one day and not the next
How they could tell you they love you so much just hours before they leave you
Engulfed by loneliness only the
BrotherBrother, can you hear me?Brother3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've been here so long.
I want to come back.
I am lost in a sea of white nothingness,
My only company is the truth.
I am alone.
Brother, bring me home!
Put my life back together.
I want to become whole again. I don't know if you're coming to find me
My soul is with you.
Come for me, Brother!
Come and bring me home!
My voice is crying out to you.
Brother, can you hear me?
GaspThere was noGasp3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she pressed her
lips to his
MEi. I fell in love with a girl who catalogued darkness,ME3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sat in her room with the blinds closed and wrote down
187 ways it felt
in all of the different times she couldn't see.
My name was one of them,
#143, ash velvet, and I didn't know what she meant at the time
but the only description she wrote beneath it
was good night for stuffed animals
bad night for worn pillows.
And I'm sorry I made you dream of the rivers.
ii. I fell in love with a girl who never looked in the mirror
but dressed to perfection, somehow
in her blue skirt and black socks
white tennis shoes
and a smile crooked as the bottom side of Indiana
yeah, I fell in love with a girl
who could never quite get it straight but hey,
I've never been 100% straight either,
and the one corkscrew curl you have
opens me up like fine wine
each time I see you smile in that cracked bathroom mirror.
Makes me half-drunk,
iii. I fell in love with a girl who was depressed by Paris,
but loved Italy beca
to each other we meant too much.we couldn't be just friends.to each other we meant too much.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we know too much about one another -
things friends aren't meant to share.
also, seared into my memory are the moments that were beyond words,
when being with each other made us both weak, down to the marrow.
weak but so full, full of happy and comfortable -
the night we stood under that streetlamp, on the crusty pavement, among company.
we held on, as though protecting somebody we cared for too deeply to let loose again.
we didn't even have to speak to consider it part of our best.
we couldn't be just friends.
i don't know if it would have cut your hurt,
but i imagine it would be criminally unfulfilling,
we had once done so much better.
if by the end being together was hard enough,
settling would be a much harder struggle;
pretending the past never happened,
disregarding everything we said and did.
no, we couldn't be just friends.
to be honest,
i never really wanted to be.
Sofa"Comfort," he said,Sofa3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and although I didn't answer,
not at all,
I couldn't help wondering if
sofas and relationships
are the same thing somehow.
Prologue to Monster of TimeHe leaned against the door frame of his rickety old home. Slowly, the Doctor lowered himself to the floor with his back to the side of the entrance. As he took in and let out the cool night air he winced. Every breath was painful, every gulp of air a stab to his chest.Prologue to Monster of Time3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
He was dying. A proper death. He cheated death once to many times.
"About time " smiled the Doctor.
Maybe if he was younger he would have ran from his death or found a way to trick it, but not now. Everything has its time and everything ends, that's what Sarah-Jane said and of course she was right. From all those shinning faces, from all those fleeting lives, one answer always shone more brightly than any other. Live life and face death with dignity. That's why he loved humanity. In his whole 1,436 years this was the only real truth he had ever learned. He hoped
Psychotic LoveThe tears of the sky..Psychotic Love3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They cleanse the red.....
Born from a lie....
A light now dead
Like swirls of insanity
Dropping into masses...
As pain encompasses
The sky dressed in grey
Sings a song of forlorn
What price must I pay?
To mend what is torn...
I who stole lives
Gained life from you....
I who saw lies
Lies, you made true.....
My darkened soul
In pieces, so broken
You made it whole....
Is it heavens's token?
Like the heavenly sun....
Silence these voices that torment me so
Showing me things I dont wish to know
Deep within the depths of my heart
Is a desire that tears me apart....
Sliding down is a shard of regret
That broke from the ash grey sky
The pain born from your death....
Is happiness but a mere lie?
Embracing the rain...
Drenched and wet...
Embracing the pain
This yearning regret
I cried and I cried...
But you werent there...
I lied and I lied....
Life just isnt fair
By the song of a gun
Why is t
StrengthI know what you're going through. I've lived it. I still am living it. You'd rather help others, than save yourself. I understand this feeling; I'd jump in front of a train to push a complete stranger off the tracks. You have a strong sense of what's right and wrong, and do as best as you humanly can to abide it. As much as it degrades you, you'd rather take it than see someone else hurt.Strength3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
But you're only human, and can only take so much. You feel like you're constantly on the breaking point, straddling the line between sanity and insanity. I understand that too. Hell, the last few nights I've spent up after midnight having a full on conversation with an online Magic 8 Ball. But deep down, beyond all else, I know something.
I know I'm not going to break. It's just not who I am. I am going to keep on going. And I know you will too, giving up is not in your nature. It goes against every fibre of your being. As much as you consider it, as tempting as it is, you aren't going to give in to d
Am I really okay?"Hey. How are you doing today?"Am I really okay?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Alone. Miserable. Depressed. Misunderstood.
Sad. Desperate. Abandoned. Hopeless.
Terrified. Reasonless. Sorrowful. Ugly.
Stupid. Loser. Scarred. Loner.
Disgraceful. Pitiful. Hated. Watcher.
Hater. Homeless. Loveless. Unworthy.
Retarded. Bitch. Slut. Afraid. Alone.
OHFE: Of Twobodies, Timelords and Men (pt.IV)Part IV. Blood versus ElectricityOHFE: Of Twobodies, Timelords and Men (pt.IV)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- See-mee!.. See-mee...
- Hmm... - moaned Samantha Judson, having heard the thin little voice of her best friend Chibiten in her sleep. Why should he wake her in the middle of the night?.. - Chibiten, why aren't you asleep?
Chibiten went on bouncing on her pillow until Samantha sat up and turned on the night lamp, and then chattered something in his language of meeps and eeps - he physically couldn't perform more.
- Stop it for heaven's sake, Chibiten, - muttered Samantha, rubbing her eyes. - You could have woken my parents up...
Chibiten got silent, beggingly staring at his friend with huge brown eyes, but went on impatiently bouncing on his knees until she completely woke up. What could have made him so alert?.. Samantha would reassure him when he had nightmares, but here the "symptoms" were completely different. She attempted to scoop him up, but the tot avoided this and, having jumped up, went on bouncing, pointin
Nonexistent PerfectionShe dreams of perfectionNonexistent Perfection3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The perfect guy, sitting next to her
His perfect smile, shining down at her
His perfect arms, wrapped around her
His perfect voice, soothing as he speaks
His perfect everything, perfectly with her
His words gentle, loving, genuine
He would never lie to her.
He would never cheat on her.
He would never hurt her.
He would never stop talking to her.
He's perfect, remember?
She sits alone
Hurt, indecisive, and unknowing
Of why this dream can't be real.
She waits by herself for something to happen.
Nothing ever does.
She has been hurt.
Hurt by her own imagination.