Why did you hurt me so? by Writers-Ink, literature
Literature
Why did you hurt me so?
My life is now a swirling pit,
Crying on the ground I sit,
You hurt me so ruthlessly,
It almost seemed to bring you glee,
You cannot give back the joy you stole,
you rened me mind and soul,
I cannot breathe I cannot see,
Your malice hath rutured me,
My eyes full of tears,
Brought by crushing trust built over years,
You used to calm all my fears and woes,
But not it is you I loathe,
I scream I cry I call,
Whyd you hit me in the balls?
The Sea
Happiness was once an everyday embrace,
But now a sea of blackness I must face,
Something rends and tears my soul,
Wicked thoughts now claw my skull,
In the deepest dark depths I see,
Shades of humans to remind me of what I used to be,
Strange thoughts fill my once sane mind,
Chaos and evil twisted what I once called mine,
I realize this is a sea of death my lovely dear,
But these murky shores are mine so I swim without fear,
I now wade into my shaded sea,
And succumb to my insanity.
Quickly overtaking me,
Caressing me, insanity,
This is my final entry,
Before I enter my dark sleep,
Tearing, ripping, eating, me,
Laughing at it in glee,
Swiftly, quickly devour me!
Blind me to all I see,
Take away what is me,
Before I enter my dark sleep,
first I ask you to see,
I was once so carefree,
But now I am in love with thee
Words can hurt as they slash across your heart
Leaving you gasping for air at the pain
How many lashes must I endure from you?
Every time you speak, each word stings
Slicing into me, creating new wounds and opening old ones
How many scars will I have once this is completely over?
I am not sure; I know that I am weary
Yet I know this Angel must survive,
I have too
You curse me with your cruel words
Wanting nothing more than to see me fail
Does it make you feel better hexing me?
For that is something I would never do to you
Yes its over, but never would I want harm to come to you
Never would I curse you in such a way
Excepting y
Cancer, Sing Your Heart Out by Writers-Ink, literature
Literature
Cancer, Sing Your Heart Out
Gerard turned his head, smiling wickedly as the crowd roared, catching eyes with Frank. He was smiling, guitar strapped and hanging loosely around his shoulder, as he attempting to remove the long locks of hair from his view that stuck to his head due to sweat. Bob was taking a mini shower up on his set, pouring the remnants of his bottled water over his head, causing Mikey to burst into a stomach-clutching laughter. Ray was still reminiscing in the moment, eyes hazy as he drank it all in.
Alright. You guys have been fucking amazing. This is our last song, and we just want to thank all of you sexy motherfuckers for rocking out with us.
your eyes are hide and seeking
behind the gaps in your fingers
they let the halogen light inside
they open brighter every single time
you dig trenches of moonbeams
and thunderstorms
magma currents
sail me away
Memories of Summer
Ah, those long summer afternoons
when you're a mere fifteen year old,
you lie down to the lullaby of sprinkling rain
with silken ribbons curling down your neck,
and soft-scented dandelions tickle your bare toes,
as the paper-fine wings of a butterfly
scatter the blushing sun.
White skirt clutched between my sweaty palms,
you smile, but I know it is not for me.
And burning beneath the green-grey pines,
I long to be seen.
What Would Happen If People by Writers-Ink, literature
Literature
What Would Happen If People
Clouds open up as your passing through
This is the day you've been waiting for
And Gabriel will tell you,
"Only those who are pure shall see truth."
The line is long but soon, your up
The expectations are gone
Will the truth be shown?
Nothing reflects into your eyes
Until the dark shape appears
You leave the palace and think of your fears
Who controls the earth, the wind?
What do we pray to? A sin?
Someone's there to save my life
And no one's there to see
Now I'm ignoring you
Staring eyes open your mind
Divination, a horror combined with you
Another look won't hurt (another look won't hurt)
Shadows are back. Reflections lie.
A delicate rose in the fullness of bloom
Makes me think of the love I have for you
All that is in my heart, is also in my dreams
With these words you will see all that lies deep within me
In My Blissful Dreams
A rainbow after a sun shower
A shooting star in the night sky
A poem filled with words that touch my heart
A hand intertwined, warm and comforting in mine
The sweet feel of a kiss gently caressing my waiting lips
These are the things that bring me joy
In My Blissful Dreams
Laying in an open field watching the clouds go by
Your hand in mine as we lay side by side
No words need be spoken for our touch says it all
The only s
Youre so caught up in yourself,
Youve allowed me to drown,
And Choke on the words you didnt say
Let them out, let them slip away.
They only immerse themselves deeper in your throat
Implauging the boundaries you set upon yourself.
Just say the words I need to hear
The language Ive longed for
The understanding of a thousand years
Its the insignificant things that give me away
That makes me so vulnerable
So susceptible to your feelings
Just let me go let me fade away
Into the numbness and friendly darkness
My lost heaven where I bleed
All because of those little words you didnt say
Those words
She sang about her world
She sang about her shattered dreams
She sang about her fears
And how it all once seemed
the verses held her broken heart
The choruses held her shredded tears
And when sung together they held the pain within her sole
And the way she felt for years
the world revolves around her
As she sings her song aloud
She sings every single note
As if without a doubt.
To others around her the song is just a song
But to her it is a reminder of the pain
And how suddenly her life had changed
She no longer has an empty heart
Her happiness was found within her voice
Then suddenly she realizes at last
The song is not mea
Thoughts fill my brain,
Both happy and sad,
Also frustrating, annoying and mad.
They're so uncontrollable,
That I need you're help.
I want to be able,
To control this myself.
I need to be rational,
And think everything through,
And stop second guessing,
Everything that I do.
Tell me you'll be there for me,
Forever and always.
I just need re-assurance for you,
And I'll be alright…
Jesus Vs the Lizard People by Writers-Ink, literature
Literature
Jesus Vs the Lizard People
THE OUTCOMERS CONVERSED with the swamp meters, females void almost entirely. Non tuned voices howling out with arpeggios and broken morals swaying their hips in cracked rhythms. The blunt Matthew handed me burned my throat. The four of us sat in a circle. Amy found a comfort in the dances and anecdotes. Michael showed me his wrist watch that became luminous at forty five degrees.
And then it was quiet. The lizard people popped feet and hips into Amy as Matthew popped the contents his stomach on to the grass. Their dog was
AFTERWARDS WE WENT into the church parking lot to reflect on the past tense mirror. The head lights echoed in our faces with the fury and frustration of a calculus professor teaching an infant. My coffee didnt even spill, it just sat there asking why I was not consuming it. Matthew put his face into his hands and dropped weight on the steering wheel. Time to absorb.
We were at the, now extinct, coffee shop with oddities all around us. The moose sat in Rollis lap searching though his music archives. Marcus was playing a video game where
I am
your thoughts under glass;
Stuck in a hard flame,
rolled away from your past.
Dancing
where youre never alone;
And when I drain you,
I make you my own
When I burn into a stone
Nothing is wrong
Nothing is gone when Im a stone
Always a smile
Al - ways stale, when Im a stone
When I burn into a stone
I am
rolled away with you;
burning in the sand,
rolling is all I do
Take it
Take me inside your own
Ill drain you
Burning all Ive shone
When I burn into a
Tears welled up
Crying to be shed
As my shaking hand held the blade to my skin,
Ready to slice through the pain that is there
As the candle burned dangerously low
Threatening to stop breathing and go out, no more light left to carry on
As my heart pumped fatefully,
A pulse not just my own, but of time ticking down, preparing to cease
As my mind stops to remember,
How to think in a place like this
As all of this happens
Not a thing carries on
Everything has stopped, and is waiting,
waiting for it all to end, but it never came.
My hands shook violently
I couldnt hold them still
You looked deep into my eyes
It gave my heart a thrill
You placed a hand on my face
And leant in close
Our noses grazed
Our touching toes
You kissed me dear
With passion and desire
You kissed me heatedly
Like a raging fire
My heart beat fiercely
Blood being pumped
You touched my neck
And my head thumped
I closed my eyes
Caught in bliss
Lost deep within
Your enthralling kiss
Your arms wrapped around me
So close and strong
You held me tight
Your lips never wrong
You kissed my neck
Your hand tickling me
You made me want to laugh
But I giggled quietly
We had to b
They danced.
Danced like nothing had ever done so before.
They moved so elegantly, so intently
The music filled them
Making them want more and more
They danced, a never wavering waltz
Backwards and forwards
Across their path.
Together they made their way
Working as one, in time with each other
A perfect beat
Not a second off.
The hands danced along the perfect white keys
Like a row of teeth,
A smile so bright.
A key change switches
More black than white
Major to minor
More dark and foreboding
As the dance grew more intense.
The beat quickened,
The hands struck with deepness
Faster and faster yet
Til nothing but a blur s
Shinning liquid, thrilled to come in
Penetration is your new friend
Find your lover in the rain
His love is better than pain
She breaks him into her again
Looking for a taste of her new stain
Its hard to be human
In everyone, in every script
Its hard to be human
Too flawed, and too perfect
She leans to have her taste
And lose what is her face
He pushes himself in further
And breaks the wall inside of her
She smiles out a perfect tear
As he moves in, she holds him near
Its hard to be human
When a mirror looks like a stain
Could you be human?
If you wanted a perfect pain
Losing thought, and losing mind
Sh
Week Of Tithing Pt. I-1 by Writers-Ink, literature
Literature
Week Of Tithing Pt. I-1
Week of Tithing - Sunday Morning
By Danial Wilker
THE PAINT SMELLED LIKE stale - band aids and the sweaty padding from the inside of an old fake leg. I was quickly advised by my senses to sit up and free them from such detention. My hat was folded up and my face had lines across it from the bench. The air was cold, wait its supposed to be cold, but for some ungodly reason it was hot. Somehow I found what the time was, it could have been the moon and a deep sense of time, or it could have been the small clock in my pocket. The time was, at that point, thr
The Sea
Happiness was once an everyday embrace,
But now a sea of blackness I must face,
Something rends and tears my soul,
Wicked thoughts now claw my skull,
In the deepest dark depths I see,
Shades of humans to remind me of what I used to be,
Strange thoughts fill my once sane mind,
Chaos and evil twisted what I once called mine,
I realize this is a sea of death my lovely dear,
But these murky shores are mine so I swim without fear,
I now wade into my shaded sea,
And succumb to my insanity.
I Will Endure
Words can hurt as they slash across your heart,
Leaving you gasping for air at the pain,
How many lashes must I endure from you?
Every time you speak, each word stings,
Slicing into me, creating new wounds, and opening old ones.
How many scars will I have once this is completely over?
I am not sure; I know that I am weary.
Yet I know this Angel must survive;
I have too.
You curse me with your cruel words,
Wanting nothing more than to see me fail.
Does it make you feel better hexing me?
That is something I would never do to you.
Yes it's over, but never would I want harm to come to you.
Never would I curse you
To steal a soul or a moment in time
Its a wonderful invention and art
Snap a photo here, click a frame there
Just a moment in time
Trapped forever in its frame
And put upon your wall
Such as you would shoot an animal
And mount its head
But isnt that all photography is?
Isnt that all hunting is?
An art, trapping something forever
Capturing something that will be stared at
Possibly admired
For the rest of eternity
Is this what art has become?
Little flame within my soul,
burning brightly,
yearning for your touch,
wishing to be by your side.
Little piece of my heart,
the piece you have taken,
that i have given,
which was and is always meant for you.
Drowning in my thoughts,
thoughts ruled by you,
how you make me feel,
the things you say.
My eyes always searching for you,
hoping to catch a glance,
hoping to meet with your eyes,
the eyes which see into my soul.
My feet shuffling around,
they walk for you,
walk with you,
hand in hand.
My dreams inhabited by your presence,
dreams of me and you together,
side by side,
in love forever.
I never wish to be alone aga
Yesterday, for what it's worth,
Is much less than I thought at first,
After all it's just a word,
A simple word so often heard,
Just some letters before tomorrow,
That by nature, the future will follow,
And don't you think it seems absurd,
To name so plainly what's occured,
Why should one day gain the fame,
When in theory, days are the same,
The bright sun wakes up every morn,
Andd every dusk the night is born,
So do not dwell on yesterday,
But face today, come what may.
We stood at the very highest peak,
And looking down, you started to scoff,
"Baby, you're so perfect,
Why don't you jump off?"
I tried to protest,
"I don't have wings,
I cannot fly!"
But you laughed and pushed me anyway,
Maybe you hoped I would die.
And then I was falling fast,
At a most dizzying pace,
Yet all I could see
Was your disapproving face.
And then I hit the ground,
And I hit so hard
I was left with nothing,
Just a little shard.
And I lay there,
My little glass heart broken,
And all I could remember
Was the last words you'd spoken.
You said, "My dear,
It pains me to see you like this"
But I refused to accept
Empty hands with no one to hold them
Empty songs with no one to sing them.
Empty words that mean nothing
The words you never said meant everything.
Empty days when you're not around.
Deafening noises don't make a sound.
Empty hours wasted thinking of no one,
Empty nights spent dreaming of someone.
Empty emotions, felt but never shown.
Empty expressions on your face hide it all.
There is a gaping wound you left in me.
So this is how it feels to be truly empty.
Broken glass,
Wield your swords,
Bringer of such sweet sorrow,
For injustice has shattered your shield,
And sharp crashes
Mute sanity to a whisper,
Even when it does not speak.
Blood trickles off your thorns
Though it is excused;
Only seen by the forgotton,
Forgotton itself.
And as the color of water
Stains to red,
And crimson teardrops
Fall from jagged wound,
They wonder if there was a scream.
Drop, slow tears,
Keep at bay your rising fears,
When daylight fades to dark,
Remember I, your shining spark.
Flow dark blood,
Imagine it, a red rose bud,
It's innocence drains, your life away,
Remember I, you glimpse of day.
Soft skin to fade,
Gradually, as it were made,
Stained glass windows tell a tale,
Remember I, behind the veil.
Remember...
Moonlight rippled over smooth water as if it were silk;
And the stars shook and spun like fireflies,
While lake water moved silently along sandy shores.
But now rain has come.
It tickles the surface, and the surface giggles;
It dimples,
As if it were laughing at the Moon's distorted circle;
The luna's unsettled shape, and the hiding stars
That peek from behind cloud's teardrops.
A girl holds her knees tighter as small circles stain sand.
She watches the lake melt then reform,
And wonders if the wind could whip her out to sea.
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