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In My Head

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In My Head

In my head there is always chaos, My demons scream and chant and cut into my hours of sleep; And their silence is my demise. And when things final get calm, collected and quiet; I think it’s just another lie And they are just trying to get my guard down.
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Afraid

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Afraid

“What are you afraid of?” “You.” I’m afraid that you’ll just fucking rip me apart and throw me in the fucking trash like I’m useless. I’m afraid that one day you’ll wake one day and realize that I’m just a waste of your fucking time. I’m afraid you’ll just pick up and leave me and I’ll just be left in shambles... I’m afraid you’ll become who you used to be. And I can’t take another ride on your shitty roller coaster because this time I refuse to buy a ticket. But the thought of losing you terrifies me more then I can express or begin to understand

Silence

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Silence

“Is there something wrong with me?” “Yes, but it’s the same thing that’s wrong with all of us.” That was the night when I finally understood why people fear silence... Because silence needs to be filled with something, and what you fill it with isn’t always the most positive... I thought I could be good enough. I thought one day, if I really tired hard I could do it... And that night I realized how deep all my lies to myself go; and it’s real fucking deep let me tell you. I have been feeding myself lies since... Since.. Well since forever... Without realizing it, and that’s very scary...

How Are You?

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How Are You?

"How are you?" Ones of the only sentences I will respond with a plain out lie; no matter who you are or your intentions. How I am? I'm drowning in the ocean that I so stupidly swam too far out in. And yet, I have convinced myself that this is not my fault. Because maybe in some alternate universe someone pushed me. How am I? I'm constantly fighting a battle with myself and I can't seem to just let the argument go because I just can't move on. Because all of a sudden, I'm stubborn and I just don't want this to be added to the list of arguments that I've lost; I've lost enough for a life time already. How am I? I'm sick and tired of cryi

Weak

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Weak

Mother kept telling me he wasn't good for me, She said he was the hurricane to my gentle flame; I told her that I knew that. And that's why I still knock on his door at midnight, And ask to spend dawn with him. That is why I always find myself at his door in the early hours. {Because I am too weak to leave.}

37. See

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37. See

I can see it now, All of the things you took from me and destroyed; But somehow I still love the monster you have come to be. I can see you now, All of the blood covering your lips and body; But somehow I'm still not afraid of your crimson stained hands. I can see who you are, All of the people you've let down and lied to; But somehow I still believe everything you say. I can see what you are, {And I know I should hate it, and run as fast as my legs can take me.} All of the lies are becoming clearer than before; {Because you finally were to weak to cover my eyes with your bloody hands.} But you still can convince me to stay. {And th

36. Precious

P

36. Precious

The only thing precious to me was you; More valuable than any gem stone, And worth more money than you could print. The only thing precious to me was your voice; More magnificent then honey or silk could ever be, And smoother than any classical music that could hope to be played. The only thing precious to me was your demeanor; More gorgeous than any sunset on the ocean was, And so much more interesting than any unexplored planets could ever be. {The only thing that was ever precious to me was you; More precious that you would have ever known, And I was merely a former lover that you met in a cafe. So insignificant compared to others who

35. Walk

W

35. Walk

Please, just walk with me one last time, Before we fade into infinity. Please, just hold my hand one last time, So I can remember the warmth your hand gave mine. Please, just tell me you love me one last time, Before I forget the sweet sound of your slickly voice. Please, just talk to me one last time, So I can write it onto my eyelids and read it forever. Please, just walk me to the park one last time, Before I breathe up all my oxygen. Please, just hold me one last time, So I can remember how safe you made me feel. Please, just tell me a bedtime story one last time, Before I forget how it feels to fall asleep to your voice. Please, j

How To Fix Us

H

How To Fix Us

I don't know how to answers to your questions, So please stop yelling it in my ears; Because your angered voice is the only thing that bounces around in my skull. I don't remember that poem I read to you, So please stop begging me for it; Because you remind me of a child and I snot want to deal with them. {I don't know how to make it better, So please stop asking me to change; Because I told you years ago how to fix us but I don't think you ever listened to a word I said.}
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In My Head

I

In My Head

In my head there is always chaos, My demons scream and chant and cut into my hours of sleep; And their silence is my demise. And when things final get calm, collected and quiet; I think it’s just another lie And they are just trying to get my guard down.
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Afraid

A

Afraid

“What are you afraid of?” “You.” I’m afraid that you’ll just fucking rip me apart and throw me in the fucking trash like I’m useless. I’m afraid that one day you’ll wake one day and realize that I’m just a waste of your fucking time. I’m afraid you’ll just pick up and leave me and I’ll just be left in shambles... I’m afraid you’ll become who you used to be. And I can’t take another ride on your shitty roller coaster because this time I refuse to buy a ticket. But the thought of losing you terrifies me more then I can express or begin to understand

Silence

S

Silence

“Is there something wrong with me?” “Yes, but it’s the same thing that’s wrong with all of us.” That was the night when I finally understood why people fear silence... Because silence needs to be filled with something, and what you fill it with isn’t always the most positive... I thought I could be good enough. I thought one day, if I really tired hard I could do it... And that night I realized how deep all my lies to myself go; and it’s real fucking deep let me tell you. I have been feeding myself lies since... Since.. Well since forever... Without realizing it, and that’s very scary...

How Are You?

H

How Are You?

"How are you?" Ones of the only sentences I will respond with a plain out lie; no matter who you are or your intentions. How I am? I'm drowning in the ocean that I so stupidly swam too far out in. And yet, I have convinced myself that this is not my fault. Because maybe in some alternate universe someone pushed me. How am I? I'm constantly fighting a battle with myself and I can't seem to just let the argument go because I just can't move on. Because all of a sudden, I'm stubborn and I just don't want this to be added to the list of arguments that I've lost; I've lost enough for a life time already. How am I? I'm sick and tired of cryi

Weak

W

Weak

Mother kept telling me he wasn't good for me, She said he was the hurricane to my gentle flame; I told her that I knew that. And that's why I still knock on his door at midnight, And ask to spend dawn with him. That is why I always find myself at his door in the early hours. {Because I am too weak to leave.}

37. See

S

37. See

I can see it now, All of the things you took from me and destroyed; But somehow I still love the monster you have come to be. I can see you now, All of the blood covering your lips and body; But somehow I'm still not afraid of your crimson stained hands. I can see who you are, All of the people you've let down and lied to; But somehow I still believe everything you say. I can see what you are, {And I know I should hate it, and run as fast as my legs can take me.} All of the lies are becoming clearer than before; {Because you finally were to weak to cover my eyes with your bloody hands.} But you still can convince me to stay. {And th

36. Precious

P

36. Precious

The only thing precious to me was you; More valuable than any gem stone, And worth more money than you could print. The only thing precious to me was your voice; More magnificent then honey or silk could ever be, And smoother than any classical music that could hope to be played. The only thing precious to me was your demeanor; More gorgeous than any sunset on the ocean was, And so much more interesting than any unexplored planets could ever be. {The only thing that was ever precious to me was you; More precious that you would have ever known, And I was merely a former lover that you met in a cafe. So insignificant compared to others who

35. Walk

W

35. Walk

Please, just walk with me one last time, Before we fade into infinity. Please, just hold my hand one last time, So I can remember the warmth your hand gave mine. Please, just tell me you love me one last time, Before I forget the sweet sound of your slickly voice. Please, just talk to me one last time, So I can write it onto my eyelids and read it forever. Please, just walk me to the park one last time, Before I breathe up all my oxygen. Please, just hold me one last time, So I can remember how safe you made me feel. Please, just tell me a bedtime story one last time, Before I forget how it feels to fall asleep to your voice. Please, j

How To Fix Us

H

How To Fix Us

I don't know how to answers to your questions, So please stop yelling it in my ears; Because your angered voice is the only thing that bounces around in my skull. I don't remember that poem I read to you, So please stop begging me for it; Because you remind me of a child and I snot want to deal with them. {I don't know how to make it better, So please stop asking me to change; Because I told you years ago how to fix us but I don't think you ever listened to a word I said.}

Breathe Easy

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Breathe Easy

Turning a new page, I look up towards the light,   gazing at the distance — Perspective has painted roads across dire paths once taken

dove

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dove

1. she smiles sweetly, knife-sharp, all winged eyes and feline teeth. she looks at me and sees a songbird girl, a soft watercolor soul, bleeding angelic across the printed page with every kiss. she calls me brave when i bruise like a peach, painted with our lipstick all stained together, pink and red and black and black. 2. one night my skin breaks and my hands shake with fever and all the world is aflame like a sunset. she holds me through the night, says i've flown too close to the sun. icarus girl, don't you see? your paper wings are burning, dripping, falling away. i said let the ocean take me. 3. darling, did you think th
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Hey thank you so much for everything. I can't begin to express how much I appreciate all of your favorites. I'm still very thankful about the fact that you have a collection just for my work.
Again, thank you. It means a lot. :huggle:
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Thank you so much. :heart:
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It means so much to me.
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