|This is a dedication to my late Mamaw Barb.|
it happens every day as ya know
at school, in the circle of friends,
on the work and in the office either
of course, insulters circle excepted
bullying is on the rise
like the rise of the nones
and faced by many people like you
they come from all walks of life,
races, genders, cultures and ages
so angst-riven, panic-stricken, spine-chilling,
pain-ridden and, of course, empty-handed
nightmarish all night long
from day to day down to the present day
you went into a deep depression
assailed by fear and dark thoughts
you try to settle down the silence
you try to fall asleep, bothered of awakening
you wish to have a good cry on somebody's shoulder
envy, higher education, other appearance
a handicap - physical or mental?
a weirdo, a nerd, a geek or whatever
a talent, a smother-love
delicacy of feelings
love to the reading or writing
avoidance of vulgar language
higher values and standards
for a glass-looking view
a bigger vocabulary in your head
you dress differently or you're painf
UntitledIn a beautiful ornate scene
A horse stood still in it's place
With others the same as it's kind
And some who could not be embraced
Each day as soon as the light
Fell on them and lit their sky
They galloped and ran their course
In splendid melodic awry
Day in and day out this consumed them
The ups, downs, circles and such
As time chipped away at their beauty
They sighed and bore more of a grudge
Till one day the light fell upon them
With a dim and terrible gloom
They were ready to go but went nowhere
As they realized they stood in their tomb
Faded and broken they stood there
As a sheet was thrown over the top
The carousel finally had failed them
They were merely nonfunctional props
In silence they stayed and waited
For the tune that started their day
As days, turned to weeks, turned to months,
Turned to years filled with heavy dismay
Their cover torn and dismantled
Exposed them to further wear
And slowly the spirits of each
Fell apart and died in despair
Stronger than SuicideYou are so much stronger than suicide.
You are so much more powerful than the cuts on your arm,
And so much better than your eating disorder.
So much more than your scars.
Please look me in the eyes,
And show me your wounds,
Whether they be on your forearm,
Or your heart.
Have you been skipping meals?
Have you been cutting?
Well, here’s something for you to try.
Think one thing,
Just one thing,
Just remember to prove to the world,
Are stronger than
BurntThat afternoon, under a burnt croatian sun,
we flaked our protective shells away
exposing the pink, raw vulnerability
that hid beneath our flanks and fortitude.
We delved systematically into nervousness
and chewed reflectively on our inner cheeks
as self conscious anxiety grew wildfire
across the too-bright landscape of our love.
The bones bleached and brittle, they broke,
and we could not stay together without them.
I don't regret opening my heart to the skies;
what I regret is never getting it back.
My name is Sam. I have been through some things in life that affect me still today. I am simply a small sail boat lost in a sea of words, in which I use the ocean as my guidance. My heart is made of words, and my soul is what I use to write with. Please enjoy what I have shared with the world, and if you do not honestly think it is the best, I would like to know. I am willing to be friends with most that wish to be friends with me. Thank you.
YOU DO NOT HAVE TO THANK ME FOR FAVOURITES AND WATCHES....unless you want feedback on whatever I favorite. I DID THOSE THINGS BECAUSE I THOUGHT THAT THE PIECE DESERVED IT!!!!
Free portraits!Hi there! It's Tubsy, and I haven't been uploading or interacting on DeviantArt as much as I would like, so to fix that, for the next week, I will be drawing you guys!above or below or what ever is the journal that I found this opportunity in. Again, please check her out. I really love her work. I will have a follow up journal when she gets done.
All you need to do is send me a photo of yourself and I will turn it into a sketch! And it's all free!
If you want to, you could use the sketch in your own art even! The only requirements are:
>You must be a watcher (yes, new ones count c
>You must link to me a journal or poll advertising this journal with a link to the journal itself.
>You must send me a photo of you to draw.
>Once you've done that, all you need to do is wait, and it'll be done ASAP!