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It's only herWill the images ever leave her mind?
Stop racing as they draw the line?
"It's okay she won't mind"
Foolish mistakes, forever blind.
Lies, fulfil the truth with hurt,
Damage roars through the air,
Memories drip with pain,
Darkened light stains the day,
Nothing feels sane,
They will never pay.
It's okay, it's only her,
She won't mind.
Without a stir,
Memories raced through her mind.
Hit her once, hit her twice,
Done it once, do it again,
Use a knife, do a slice,
It's okay, she won't feel pain.
MnemophobiaSitting on my bed,
With the same four walls staring back at me,
I lie back and think;
What does this life hold for me?
With goals set out to be archived,
Spoken words to be kept,
Things to been seen,
And promises to prove,
I live a life of memories,
Haunted with the past,
Hurt by the present,
Scared of the future,
I'm Surrounded by reminders,
Oh, why won't they just leave?
Does life have to be a painful road?
Can't my mind be let free?
I'm trapped in this memory box,
I wait to the day that it will be unlocked,
I'm suffocating in my own air,
Drowning in the sins of others,
I'm living a nightmare
Somebody please wake me up,
I cannot see another reminder,
This pain is suffocating,
My head in spinning out of control,
I'm slowly losing myself,
Each and every day,
Sleepless nights, another reminder,
I look deeper and deeper,
Inside of me..
"Everything happens for a reason"
Is that so?
I think back..
If those memories weren't the same,
Would I be the woman I am today?
In truth, yes I would,
Past RepeatsEmotionless facial expression,
The windows to the soul says all,
A course of obsession,
Broken, now stands an iron wall.
Past repeats again,
With a new face in view,
Begins an emotional drain,
A waiting to be broke through.
Kind words open a hole,
A wanting that needs to be filled,
Memories scarred the Soul,
And the moment is killed.
Action speaks louder than words,
Brings pain or joy, you make the choice,
Won't be the first, or the third,
Could be the end or start, it only takes a voice.
Reasons for fear,
Ruins or may tell the truth,
No happy memories of Youth.
Doubt fulfills truth, or leads to pain,
Reasons of which cannot be deleted,
Replayed over and over the human brain,
Again, the past is repeated.
Two words told to all, (Don't leave)
Two word told by all, (I won't)
A promise is made, and then falls.
Trust is given, and then fails.
Past repeats again and again.
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
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