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Not so good today...

Fri Oct 30, 2009, 9:50 AM
  • Mood: Anguish
The West Pole

As the late evening sun
Slides her way through copper clouds
Golden leaves from autumn
Play over a dusty breeze
I slide my way through the empty park
Weary eyes

Your memory fades
Like dust wake the shades
The still night comes breaking in
Dry raindrops on summer wind

As the late evening sun
Shines her way through aging sky
Closing in on autumn

As I watch the miracle
Of seasons changing
I saw the leaves die

Your memory fades
Like dust wake the shades
The still night comes breaking in
Dry raindrops on summer wind

But I can still see you and I can still hear you
You're spinning around in my head

I can still hear you and I can still see you

Tide is down
I thought I heard the perfect note
I thought I heard you call my name

Your memory fades
Like dust wake the shades
The still night comes breaking in
Dry raindrops on summer wind

The Gathering - The West Pole

=)

Thu Oct 22, 2009, 12:12 PM
  • Mood: Stupefied
  • Listening to: Tori Amos - Give
  • Watching: ...Different glances...
  • Playing: With life...as usual!
  • Drinking: New emotions...
Just because...

La Dispute

Fri Oct 9, 2009, 12:22 PM
  • Mood: Miserable
  • Listening to: Yann Tiersen - La Dispute
  • Reading: Bitter Words
  • Watching: Life running away from me...
  • Playing: With my mental health
  • Eating: My fingers
  • Drinking: Illusions...
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All you are

Wed Jul 22, 2009, 10:40 AM
  • Mood: Torment
  • Listening to: The Gathering - All You Are
Sinto que se começar a chorar nunca mais serei capaz de parar…vou desintegrar-me, desfazer-me, escorrer-me para fora de mim mesma, sucumbir.
Não tens ideia do quanto te amo pois não? E do quanto me torturas? Brindo cada golpe com um sorriso. Um sorriso que me sabe a fel e a sangue mas que engulo sem esboçar qualquer sinal do quanto as minhas entranhas se revolvem perante tamanha angústia. Doi-me. Doi-me. Doi-me. Cada fibra do meu espírito retorce-se e doi, doi, doi. Picadas constantes das agulhas dos teus gestos atingem o corpo dos meus sonhos. Até ao osso.
Morro de pé. Sempre. Com o peito dissolvido, corroído pelo veneno dos teus olhos. Morro de pé. Sempre. E torno a sorrir em jeito de desafio. E torno a vomitar até à alma com o travo amargo daquilo que as tuas palavras me dão a beber.
Será assim até ao fim. Até as pequenas doses acumuladas se tornarem definitivamente letais e morrer envenenada pelo meu amor, e pelo teu que não sentes…e pela exaustão de amar pelos dois.

Love Ridden

Mon Jul 6, 2009, 12:22 PM
  • Mood: Miserable
Love ridden I've looked at you
With the focus I gave to my birthday candles
I've wished on the lidded blue flames
Under your brow
And baby I wished for you

Nobody sees when you are lying in your bed
And I wanna crawl in with you
But I cry instead
I want your warm
But it will only make me colder when it's over
So I can't tonight, baby

No, not "baby" anymore, if I need you
I'll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek from now on
And in a little while, we'll only have to wave

My hand won't hold you down no more
The path is clear to follow through
I stood too long in the way of the door
And now I'm giving up on you

No, not "baby" anymore, if I need you
I'll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek from now on
And in a little while, we'll only have to wave

No, not "baby" anymore, if I need you
I'll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek from now on
And in a little while, we'll only have to wave


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