Tis sweet, a delightful fruit.
Honey under thy tongue.
Flowers swaying to the wind.
Petals blowing in the breeze.
Fragrance in the vineyard is pleasant.
Behold, thy love is beautiful.
Like the camphire that sings.
Wine is tasteless to your kiss.
Come away, into my embrace.
I will fall into your shadow.
Your touch like coals in a fire.
Your lips like crimson thread.
Your chest, a valley of lilies.
Behold, thy soul is mine.
I dwell within the depths.
I adjure you, my love.
Come away, fall into me.
Let us leap in the field.
And taste the pleasures of the vineyard.
We doth embrace, restful sleeping.
My kisses ye not wake.
Beh
As the wood burns down... by forsaken-animal, literature
Literature
As the wood burns down...
I like to sit and watch,
the wind blow as it rains.
I like to light the matches,
and stare into the flames.
I like to hear the crackle,
of the fireplace's sound.
I like to watch the ashes fall,
as the wood burns down.
As the wood burns down.
As the wood burns down.
So much can happen,
As the wood burns down.
I like to talk to people,
who like to talk to me.
I'd like to take a picture,
of an object I can't see.
I like to watch the cars,
and hear the fleeting sound.
I like to watch the ashes fall,
as the wood burns down.
As the wood burns down.
As the wood burns down.
So much can happen,
As the wood burns down.
I'd like
Cold Depth of my Empty Heart. by forsaken-animal, literature
Literature
Cold Depth of my Empty Heart.
Where do I begin,
when my life is at its end.
Words burn my soul, pierce my heart.
Treasures lay unfound, beauty wasted.
In the depths of the unknown, waiting.
Unkept promises torch my being, corrupt me.
Songs left unsung, words unsaid.
Broke my heart, led it astray.
Empty words are sore, unwelcome.
Inside my mind, the chains that keep.
My battered soul together, one piece.
A dark weight comes crashing down.
And tears me apart and leaves me to die.
Wet tears drip from my crimson eyes.
The end will set the spirit, so free.
But the path to new will take.
A change of seasons you must see.
Inside the cold depths of an empty heart
Tis sweet, a delightful fruit.
Honey under thy tongue.
Flowers swaying to the wind.
Petals blowing in the breeze.
Fragrance in the vineyard is pleasant.
Behold, thy love is beautiful.
Like the camphire that sings.
Wine is tasteless to your kiss.
Come away, into my embrace.
I will fall into your shadow.
Your touch like coals in a fire.
Your lips like crimson thread.
Your chest, a valley of lilies.
Behold, thy soul is mine.
I dwell within the depths.
I adjure you, my love.
Come away, fall into me.
Let us leap in the field.
And taste the pleasures of the vineyard.
We doth embrace, restful sleeping.
My kisses ye not wake.
Beh
As the wood burns down... by forsaken-animal, literature
Literature
As the wood burns down...
I like to sit and watch,
the wind blow as it rains.
I like to light the matches,
and stare into the flames.
I like to hear the crackle,
of the fireplace's sound.
I like to watch the ashes fall,
as the wood burns down.
As the wood burns down.
As the wood burns down.
So much can happen,
As the wood burns down.
I like to talk to people,
who like to talk to me.
I'd like to take a picture,
of an object I can't see.
I like to watch the cars,
and hear the fleeting sound.
I like to watch the ashes fall,
as the wood burns down.
As the wood burns down.
As the wood burns down.
So much can happen,
As the wood burns down.
I'd like
Cold Depth of my Empty Heart. by forsaken-animal, literature
Literature
Cold Depth of my Empty Heart.
Where do I begin,
when my life is at its end.
Words burn my soul, pierce my heart.
Treasures lay unfound, beauty wasted.
In the depths of the unknown, waiting.
Unkept promises torch my being, corrupt me.
Songs left unsung, words unsaid.
Broke my heart, led it astray.
Empty words are sore, unwelcome.
Inside my mind, the chains that keep.
My battered soul together, one piece.
A dark weight comes crashing down.
And tears me apart and leaves me to die.
Wet tears drip from my crimson eyes.
The end will set the spirit, so free.
But the path to new will take.
A change of seasons you must see.
Inside the cold depths of an empty heart
For You, Forsaken Animal by JEWingItUp, literature
Literature
For You, Forsaken Animal
Time continues to fly,
Her strength continues to grow,
I notice the continuous change,
And it always continues to show.
She is beautiful inside and out
Her mind is always open
Her talent is shown within a flash
Her Kodak moments are known
A picture speaks a thousand words
Her writings are truly a gift
She opens up my heart and makes me see
How emotions are always on a shift
I use to see this world
Colored in white and black
Than Forsaken Animal arose
And changed the colors back.
You are appreciated my dear
You are simply beautiful
This poem is dedicated to you Jennie
Because you are truly wonderful.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't regret you,
You poisoned me and the one I love,
My blood pierces my tender skin with hatred and deceit
You constantly filled my head with lies
tall tale stories of your life
and how dangerous it was
You wanted to be a bad boy
but you were nothing deep down inside
Just a liar,
cheater
and a thief
You damaged me
I let you because I wanted to save you
and I constantly fought
I realized that you were nothing to fight for
Karma is truly a gift
You will get the biggest gift of all
My hatred for you will never die
It will be everlasting
You destroyed a life
Now it's time for my dona
The rain continues to slide down my chin
leaving a cold, wet trail behind.
My palms start to quiver at the thought of the pill bottle
in front of me.
I start to count slowly
1...2...5...7...
I wish it all would end
This is my mistake
an error I tried to fix
A bad habit that was hard to quit
I placed the licked envelope on the night stand
A glass of water was laid on the floor
I cautious walked inside
Drenched of past memories
I unsnapped my blackened bra
and pulled down my black lace underwear
My dog laid on the pillow
Fear in his eyes
My suicidal moment has come
Death shall arrive
I slowly placed my scrubs over my naked
Condition of my Heart. by forsaken-animal, literature
Literature
Condition of my Heart.
I hear it pounding in my chest,
it doesn't want to get hurt.
It's been abused, kicked, torn,
stolen, ripped, and beaten.
It's very close to being given away,
but should I?
Give my heart after all the pain
it's felt? All the sorrow it's endured?
Should I protect it and trust no one?
Should I take a chance?
The condition of my heart will change,
but I will be the same...
on the outside.
the inside will be drastically different.
I want to give my heart away,
but I don't want it thrown back at me.
I want it in the care of someone
who cares for me.
someone who loves me for who and what
I am.
Someone who will take care of it,
a
Current Residence: my own little hidden place. Favourite genre of music: metal, rock Favourite style of art: sketches Favourite cartoon character: eric cartman
Favourite Visual Artist
Van Gogh.
Favourite Movies
it's a toss up between secret window and the invisible.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
three days grace, linkin park, disturbed, freedom call, hollywood undead, etc.
Favourite Writers
james patterson
Favourite Games
mario kart...old school cool.
Other Interests
i like to draw, write, listen to music, and chill with friends.
Got new deviations up...comments always appreciated..
I recently had the pleasure of working with !Lilliopian (https://www.deviantart.com/lilliopian) and she drew this..http://lilliopian.deviantart.com/art/For-Forsaken-Animal-130958920 for me:) She is a great artist and I love the results:):)
Also, I am taking requests for anything at all you would like have done...a poem written for you, a drawing done, a longer piece perhaps, anything you can think of. For example, I am writing a piece of literature for :iconlilliopian: after she drew me the prettiest picture.
I really hope you all take advantage of this. I really need to keep my mind off of the things that have been goin
Ok ok why didn't somebody stop me...i knew it was too good to be true...no one ever falls in love that fast...i am so stupid for thinking i could..now i feel alone though i know i'm not...i'm single with a broken heart...but i'm smarter..or am i? why can't i stop thinking of him...i have to stop i have to stop. i have to.
why do guys do this...8 months of my life..wasted. oh sure i enjoyed them at the time but looking back i was miserable i only thought i was happy. i just wanted someone to love me....and he pretended to..i let it affect everything. i stopped writing i lost reality mixed up my priorites...this happens to everyone though. i
too late, i already have. I fell in love somewhere in between. I couldn't stop it and i didn't want to. He's the most handsome man in the world. His name is Zach. we've been dating for five months and i know that's only the beginning. He's gone right now in texas for basic training in the air force. he's been gone a while now. he's called twice. i've gotten three letters so far. as of this point my life is amazing.
i'm 18, young, and in high school. i graduate in may. the love of my life comes home in july. soon after that i'll be getting married. i'm going to college in june. i'll have the most amazing man in the world to come home to every