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Empty BlissAll of my surroundings fill my head with thoughts,
They claw at my brain,
Working their way deep into my mind.
Every bit of knowledge blossoming into a thousand thoughts and ideas,
An unstoppable overflow; Critical.
A strange feeling comes over me,
A sudden wave of nothingness cascades over the walls,
The confines of my mind enveloped with emptiness.
It was beautiful,
A euphoric sense of peace washes them all away,
A blank sheet; An empty shore.
All my troubles,
All my worries..
Lest I forget the way they ate away at me,
Fleeted thoughts fade to nothing,
Like a fog lifted from my head,
A halo of desperation lost to the sky.
You don't understand who I am,
Just don't close all the doors,
I won't be able to find my way back in.
Sitting here in my own head,
On a bench beneath a tree,
Everything is white like a sheet of fresh snow.
I reflect upon the past.
But there is no need,
I have left those thoughts behin
Salvation, Fill the VoidA spark,
Time begins to flow again,
But this time in the right state of mind.
No longer lost to those thoughts of misplaced judgment,
I am free once more.
Free to be,
To live and love in a way that I please.
2 years is a long time to haste,
I have made my own errors,
The ebb and flow has changed.
But not forever,
The time will be here soon,
That you and I can be again.
To forgive and forget,
To stop time for a moment and look back,
Back into your eyes,
To see that flame again.
Wrap your arms around me,
Abound the warm thoughts of days past,
Not so long ago.
Let the truth shine clearly,
I'll be yours from now till the day I die.
Renewed JoyFor you and I,
The clocks turn back.
Forever lost in the pages,
The chronicles of my sinful days.
I have let you down,
A shattered glass,
I'll pick up the pieces.
Let loose the frustration.
The pain and agony,
For I have wronged you,
And you have never wronged me.
Your faith should have fleeted,
Should have faltered..
But it hasn't.
I had faded away,
And yet you still fought for me.
I will forever owe to you,
In a great debt of gratitude,
My life and love.
I had been mistaken.
Love like this is more than rare,
A diamond amongst the tiny grains of sand.
Cradle my heart in your hands,
Let go if you please.
I will fall back into the dark,
And onto me knees.
Away from the light,
I have always drifted.
Please hold me,
Those days are gone,
Trust may be shallow,
But one more chance,
Its all I need.
The sun is out again,
Life is sublime.
Coup D'etatSuppressed, oppressed.
Forced into hiding,
Blood running in streams,
We held you near and dear,
Now you hold us down,
As you fire bullets into our the flesh,
Family and friends,
Thoughts of the past skewed by recent action,
Who are you..
What have you become?
Rally in the streets,
Rage upon the masses.
Burn their buildings,
Take their power.
What have we done?
Those we held,
Lie in puddles of blood.
Are we not at fault for what we have made of you,
The future is not as bright as we once thought,
Stains of blood still just under foot.
Memories of what had taken place,
Not soon forgotten.
Collapse unto MadnessShow to me, your crosses and crucibles.
I need not hear the fractured head of state,
Injustice rings in whilst I burn down this chapel.
Fear not the hand that gives, but the hand that takes away.
Let ash rain from the heavens as the sun weeps,
This day is mine.
To the castle keep I bestow my faintest memories,
You and I entangled in pain,
Love wrought with naught but disdain.
Hear me now, A cry of sin,
'Tis time for the brave to descend unto madness.
Ive show you respect in times long past,
But days of old long forgotten,
I now break this cast.
Iron clad gods wrap their hands around the cold earth.
Beneath my feet lie nothing but dusk,
And unto dawn the path begins.
Fated are those who woo the lover,
I am the lion.
Not with pride in tow I carry this world on my shoulders,
A sacred bastion of peace and possession,
We live not in love,
But rather run our existence on lust of skin.
Forsaken these the thoughts of lies,
Upon the reeds those infants die.
Bring up wit
Love, If AnymoreLove.
Bleed for me your emotions,
Let me feel the warm tears as they stream.
I need not feel myself for my vicarious life is all that it may be.
Subtle in it's destruction,
The heart screams.
No words let free for time has forgotten.
Days through themselves are no more than calender writings,
The time in which I have been numb is incalculable.
Do my thoughts not permeate those whose minds they reach?
I am at a loss.
You and I are meant to be what we are,
But is there room for nothing more?
This is where the past is buried.
Leave me to drown in empathy and forget the days of old,
For you are the light that guides.
But are you also the light that blinds?
I am lost within myself and my poor riddled mind.
Feelings for one flee my thoughts as those for another flood in.
Is this the same cycle that will be for you as it was for I?
Questions unasked go unanswered,
But to unmask that which ends in pain is to defeat my purpose,
To let loose the dogs of war upon a weary mind is to po
Filtered PlightWatch as I immerse myself in your sins,
Live and let life be,
That which we are.
The sun bears no warmth on this, the day.
My hands sweat and sway without purpose.
Fear plays in my eyes,
For this is the great unknowing that forces me to falter.
Hands to hold and eyes to see,
Such pointless tools for I,
One who can only see that which lies,
And can hold only those who fade unto dark memories.
This life holds it's own to what,
But a flickering flame.
If only for a breeze I could denounce this,
Another could take my place.
The shoes I leave are filled with sorrow,
Step lightly in the thoughts of a madman.
Betwixt and twain the forgotten lights,
I see your shallow eyes amongst the damned,
For you I have nary a hand to hold or a heart to feel that pain again.
If only for those,
The days that now are lost to time,
I'd have forgotten those eyes.
But still, through dust and burden do they the peer,
Deep into mine.
Let loose the lust and love that had been or never was.
Haste the painSkin and bone reduced to ashes amongst the sheltered hums of those long past.
Time flows not directly by,
But more around the obstacles where they lie.
Truth becomes far and few,
The grains of life sift through the hands that hold this,
Shelter me for I am lost,
A refugee of memories,
Those nary gone but forgotten all the same.
Haste the past and leave them in the dust,
But is dust not all that I await?
Ashes to ashes and life to death,
From one to the same.
We coexist with non existence,
Without the contradictory second half there would be naught.
Those who falter, those who fall.
I have chosen to haste the day for pain is that which it is,
And nothing more.
For happiness to be what it is we must know the other side.
Now come with me,
Delve into the abyss.
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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