she tears and sways
says hello, then walks away
that was the decision she made
disturbed by nothing
not the fingernail scars in her back
nor the rusted gears in her heart
not the way your breath stops
not the way hers does, either
she will wear this dress
grass stains
undisturbed
she wears this dress
she tears and sways
God who created the universe
and within the universe, the stars
and among the stars, the earth
and on the earth, dust
and from the dust, man
from man, conflict
from conflict, hate
from hate, war
from war, desperation
from desperation, hope
from hope, desire
from desire, greed
from greed, power
from power, isolation
from isolation, loneliness
from loneliness, adultery
from adultery, perversion
from perversion, disease
from disease, sickness
from sickness, medicine
from medicine, independence
from independence, pain
from pain, sufferi
beginning of spring
no one can say how much this means to me
no one can even try
i've watched you fall in love several times before
who said you could do it with me?
take it back
end of spring
beginning of summer
in my apartment there are cracks in the ceiling
and tiles on the floor
it feels so upside down
on the second story
i wish you could come stay here
i wish you would come stay here
end of summer
beginning of autumn
everything is changing for the worse
death
it's a process i'll never grow too old to appreciate
when my car is covered in leaves i'll take a picture
and send it to you
the way i used to
end of autumn
are you far?
have you been here before?
with each blade of grass
smoothed over by my bare feet
i feel you
but i cannot see you
i feel you and i can say that i am not alone
and although you've never been there either
i feel like i'm at home
i feel like i belong
but the crazy thing is i've never heard this song
yet some how i know the words
the first and second verse, the chorus, the bridge
and i ask you once again
are you far?
have you been here before?
is there a connection we share
that goes beyond place and time
because it is only place and time?
is there a space we occupy
common and undeniable?
or are the differences w
we ask and ask and ask
God
give us what we want
and he gives them to us alright
but he has a funny sense of timing
i wanted to be with you
so much
and when i realized i couldn't
i gave up
moved on
and i've found someone else
someone who made me think
maybe i didn't want to be with you
so much
in the first place
but i just wanted to be with someone
i haven't asked God
for you
in a while
but i guess i never told him
i changed my mind
so now i'm beginning to think
maybe i never did
i'm out of your way, i'm out of your way
you do not need me anymore
i've given you space, i've given you space
don't you dare take me with you
i'm no longer yours for the taking
if you thought that i'd be yours forever
think again, think again
think again
because i'm tired of repeating myself
i wish you'd listen the first time
because i'm tired of repeating myself
don't you get it? don't you get it?
i'm tired of repeating myself
and i'm tired of you doing the same
hurt after hurt after hurt
i should've gotten it the first time
out of my way, out of my way
i do not need you anymore
1
i grabbed on to your hand
as you turned to walk away from me
(you intended for this to be the last time)
my fingers closed tighter and tighter on
less and less of yours
until they grasped hopelessly
the nothing between us
you had let go some time back
or maybe your heart never truly grabbed a hold
2
you tried to tell me before any of this began
we were never meant to last
it was in the stars
i kissed you then for two reasons:
so you couldn't see the stars
and to prove you wrong
but i couldn't kiss you forever
eventually your eyes would find them again
3
it's been a few years since we've spoken
and i've had time to do so
i am a wall
I AM A WALL
i am wide and i am tall
an impenetrable twelve feet
i am a twelve foot wall
twelve feet tall
nothing about me is small
no it doesn't hurt me when i go out of my way to meet you, get to know you, take you out to dinner, show you a good time, wait a few days and you don't call
i have been through it all
there is nothing in my court, i have given you the ball
but if i see you in the hall
don't say you're sorry, don't make excuses
it's okay, i'm strong
i am a wall
i am a wall
i am a wall...
my poetry is like music
no, my poetry is music
like music you speak and...
isn't that deep, man?
sometimes my poems are metal
with a double-bass blast beat
don't tap your feet
this is hardcore: headbang!
my verse hits harder than dillinger and acacia strain
from line to line
you'll feel it more than the number twelve and converge combined
this will start a pit in your mind
one half will say, "dude, i'm trying to listen"
and the other half will say, "i.don't.care."
and when you hear the next stanza
you'll swear you were listening to tony danza tapdance extravaganza
you'll wish you wore earplugs
not so you couldn't hear, but so
she tears and sways
says hello, then walks away
that was the decision she made
disturbed by nothing
not the fingernail scars in her back
nor the rusted gears in her heart
not the way your breath stops
not the way hers does, either
she will wear this dress
grass stains
undisturbed
she wears this dress
she tears and sways
God who created the universe
and within the universe, the stars
and among the stars, the earth
and on the earth, dust
and from the dust, man
from man, conflict
from conflict, hate
from hate, war
from war, desperation
from desperation, hope
from hope, desire
from desire, greed
from greed, power
from power, isolation
from isolation, loneliness
from loneliness, adultery
from adultery, perversion
from perversion, disease
from disease, sickness
from sickness, medicine
from medicine, independence
from independence, pain
from pain, sufferi
beginning of spring
no one can say how much this means to me
no one can even try
i've watched you fall in love several times before
who said you could do it with me?
take it back
end of spring
beginning of summer
in my apartment there are cracks in the ceiling
and tiles on the floor
it feels so upside down
on the second story
i wish you could come stay here
i wish you would come stay here
end of summer
beginning of autumn
everything is changing for the worse
death
it's a process i'll never grow too old to appreciate
when my car is covered in leaves i'll take a picture
and send it to you
the way i used to
end of autumn
are you far?
have you been here before?
with each blade of grass
smoothed over by my bare feet
i feel you
but i cannot see you
i feel you and i can say that i am not alone
and although you've never been there either
i feel like i'm at home
i feel like i belong
but the crazy thing is i've never heard this song
yet some how i know the words
the first and second verse, the chorus, the bridge
and i ask you once again
are you far?
have you been here before?
is there a connection we share
that goes beyond place and time
because it is only place and time?
is there a space we occupy
common and undeniable?
or are the differences w
we ask and ask and ask
God
give us what we want
and he gives them to us alright
but he has a funny sense of timing
i wanted to be with you
so much
and when i realized i couldn't
i gave up
moved on
and i've found someone else
someone who made me think
maybe i didn't want to be with you
so much
in the first place
but i just wanted to be with someone
i haven't asked God
for you
in a while
but i guess i never told him
i changed my mind
so now i'm beginning to think
maybe i never did
i'm out of your way, i'm out of your way
you do not need me anymore
i've given you space, i've given you space
don't you dare take me with you
i'm no longer yours for the taking
if you thought that i'd be yours forever
think again, think again
think again
because i'm tired of repeating myself
i wish you'd listen the first time
because i'm tired of repeating myself
don't you get it? don't you get it?
i'm tired of repeating myself
and i'm tired of you doing the same
hurt after hurt after hurt
i should've gotten it the first time
out of my way, out of my way
i do not need you anymore
1
i grabbed on to your hand
as you turned to walk away from me
(you intended for this to be the last time)
my fingers closed tighter and tighter on
less and less of yours
until they grasped hopelessly
the nothing between us
you had let go some time back
or maybe your heart never truly grabbed a hold
2
you tried to tell me before any of this began
we were never meant to last
it was in the stars
i kissed you then for two reasons:
so you couldn't see the stars
and to prove you wrong
but i couldn't kiss you forever
eventually your eyes would find them again
3
it's been a few years since we've spoken
and i've had time to do so
i am a wall
I AM A WALL
i am wide and i am tall
an impenetrable twelve feet
i am a twelve foot wall
twelve feet tall
nothing about me is small
no it doesn't hurt me when i go out of my way to meet you, get to know you, take you out to dinner, show you a good time, wait a few days and you don't call
i have been through it all
there is nothing in my court, i have given you the ball
but if i see you in the hall
don't say you're sorry, don't make excuses
it's okay, i'm strong
i am a wall
i am a wall
i am a wall...
my poetry is like music
no, my poetry is music
like music you speak and...
isn't that deep, man?
sometimes my poems are metal
with a double-bass blast beat
don't tap your feet
this is hardcore: headbang!
my verse hits harder than dillinger and acacia strain
from line to line
you'll feel it more than the number twelve and converge combined
this will start a pit in your mind
one half will say, "dude, i'm trying to listen"
and the other half will say, "i.don't.care."
and when you hear the next stanza
you'll swear you were listening to tony danza tapdance extravaganza
you'll wish you wore earplugs
not so you couldn't hear, but so
I stood still for a moment to take in the last remnants of the sunset: a band of coral gloom hanging over the trees, like a warm, home-knit shroud. I wanted to take a picture, to bookmark this moment, but I knew for a fact the lighting was too low for it to come out right, which meant it would sort of ruin it for me. I committed the details to memory instead.
Summers last evening.
With the dark grasses whispering over my sneakers, I walked alongside him until we found the usual make-shift wooden picnic table, right at the forests edge. There, I took a seat looking out into the field, stud
Current Residence: TX deviantWEAR sizing preference: small Print preference: any Favourite genre of music: instrumental + math MP3 player of choice: iPod Personal Quote: "Don't die; you live longer that way."
Favourite Visual Artist
God
Favourite Movies
The Science of Sleep; Paris, Je T'aime; Life is Beautiful
new website: http://www.victoriography.com
same old blog: http://fromachestintheattic.blogspot.com
i'll put up some new poetry here eventually.
thank you for all that you are. every bit of your being is important, if not to me then to someone.
I haven't updated here in forever. Sorry. I pretty much only browse thumbnails and delete, because I don't ever leave time for dA. Sorry again. Check the blog http://fromachestintheattic.blogspot.com for some new stuff. I should post the poetry I've written. I don't know why I haven't yet. Huh.
It's been so long since I've done anything on dA. I've been checking it regularly...and by checking it I mean coming here, deleting journals I don't want to read, then moving on. So in that time I collected about 600+ deviations that I kept putting off looking through, and yesterday I got that number down to about forty-something. I'm really glad I can view thumbnails. It makes things so much easier, and I don't feel as bad about not going to the actual page the art is on.
Anyway, I was going to try and continue posting on here, with poetry and other art, but with school it's been difficult to even think about that. So I'm going to uplo