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If I Could Turn Back TimeIf I could turn back time
Is that a song lyric? I don’t care.
But if I could, it would be before you were lost to us. Before you got that monkey on your back.
I would go back to when you visited us. So I could see you more than once a year. So it wouldn’t be at a wedding where you were quiet and out of place. Back home, where we just laughed and played and talked about nothing.
If I could turn back time, I would want to know what happened in your future.
I would sock you in the face and hug you while you’re down and not let go. I wouldn’t listen to your shocked stutters or confusion.
I would just sit there, and cry.
If I could turn back time, it would be to those days.
Before you were troubled and long dead before you were buried. It would be before your parents broke apart and mourned. It would be before your siblings would huddle together with their pets, the husbands and wives, their little children, and cried themsel
Yes and No“You want to be alone today?”
I want to be alone...
So you don’t have to see me break
So you don’t have to watch me snap at every little thing
So you don’t have to hear me cry
I want to be alone...
So you won’t have to see that look in my eye
So you won’t have to find the despair hiding in my pupils
So you won’t have to cringe as I yearn for the boy of frost to finally come
“Are you sure?”
I don’t want to be alone...
So I won’t have to fear of what I might do
So I won’t have to hide in my room, hoping you won’t come home early to find me like this
So I won’t have to remember what I lost
I don’t want to be alone...
So I don’t have to hope and hope for someone to come along
So I don’t have to wait anymore
So I don’t have to wait for the boy of frost anymore
I still hope... I still pray...
That maybe he’ll finally come along
Change It AllI want to walk in the snow
I want to gaze at the stars
I want to capture the moon
In a land so full of heat
Buildings upon buildings
And artificial lights oh so bright
The three of which I want to grasp are always out of my reach
But even if there weren’t these hindrances
Even if it snowed all year around
Even if the moon wasn’t an illusion through the eye of a camera
Even if all the street lights vanished so I could watch the real stars shine
I wouldn’t have anyone to share it with
For my own is just busy, busy, busy
As he lives far away where they do get snow
No brother or sister
The only one I have can’t even crawl on her own and is just as far away
As I’m too broken for even the cold man for whom I wait ever patiently
A happy family always awaits them at home
Where the arms are waiting to embrace
Where there’s always a new and exciting story to laugh at later
Where you’re never alone
Not for one s
Do Not WantI dont want to stand
Because I know Ill collapse
I dont want to walk
Because I know Ill take the wrong path
I dont want to run
Because I know Ill trip
I dont want to fly
Because I know Ill fall
I dont want to be guided
Because I know youll let go of me
I dont want to be carried
Because I know youll drop me
And I dont want to be loved
Because we both know youll lose me
FailureI see you when I close my eyes
You’re smiling, yet not. You’re far away and I can’t touch you. I can’t speak to you.
Because you’re not really there
You’re a ghost
But I still see you. In the darkness of my dreams. It’s the only way to find you.
They gave me a way to bring you back. It was a dream, but I wanted it to be real. There was a way to bring you back.
The darkness said I had to do something. Something I wouldn’t normally do. It’s been so long since that dream, I can’t remember what it was anymore.
Did I do it? Yes
But did I do it right?
The darkness said I had done wrong. You were slipping away, back into its cold clutches. You were all alone back there and I could do nothing. I was useless.
I AM USELESS.
The darkness gave me a way to bring you back.
And I failed.
Come To TermsYoure really gone; dead
It became real the moment I saw the urn resting comfortably in the folds of flowers
Its not true It cant be
It became real again when I saw your siblings putting up the table of you- who you are
No- who you were
They each carry bits of your dust with them around their necks
I wish I could have one, too. But I knew theyd never let me
Im not your sister or brother- not your mom or dad
Im your cousin. I guess thats not considered close enough
Shadow of the ColossusA promise he made, to uphold
For a love transcending
The cost is for those who are bold
Dormin's aid came, so did the blade
Sixteen would fall, their souls would fade
Dormin's aid came
Dormin's aid came
To save her life, thus had he prayed
"These colossi, who take all forms
Earth, Water, Wind, Fire
They traverse, to wither the storms
Their killing will save her
For each kill done, at the shrine I
Awaken - I heave to breath. Why?
For each kill done
For each kill done
I give my life? Does my soul cry?"
The sixteen died, by his own hands
some fought, others did not
The wanderer died, in those lands
Forlorn, alone, to rot
None thus would pass, into that place
None could enter, there was no trace
None thus would pass
None thus would pass
Wanderer braved what he would face.
The Dirge of EmptinessAs I watch, while the calls are made
Havoc rages without a trace
Bespoken reveries thus fade
Leaving a soul without a face
Our creation was not for hope
Thus did we beseech, to elope?
Alas, alone we soon awoke
The dirge, we heard – silence it broke
Faustian Sonnet IIWhen I reached the crossroads I said “Devil,
I met a stranger off the interstate,
gamblin’ man, gruff from greed who said he’ll
stir the tax man to Zion church to say:
‘Nineteen thirty-five, women and whiskey
begin runnin’ dry, the church says patience
be our profit, but preacher, you will see.
I’ve never seen you drink or seen you pray.’”
Gamblin’ man, gruff from greed, who said he’ll
be our prophet, and preacher, you will see.
When I reached the crossroads I said “Devil,
five— nineteen— thirty women and whiskey
stirred the tax man to Zion church to say:
‘I’ve never seen you drink or seen you pray.’”
Of Silver, Red, and Blackened SkyStanding straight with blade at ready
Steel, resolve and honor shone as
Bright as ardent, fated fire
Forged by blood and budding kingdom
Kaldan waited by the water
Where the dragon's torrid air burned
Scorching planks and scouring masts
Scattered o'er the glowing harbor
Thick and black, oppressive plumes plunged
Paradox deep into terror
Townsfolk fled in fearful droves that
Filled the night with frightful screaming
Stirring beasts left best to slumber
Bringing forth a roar so mighty
Frenzied light unleashed in her eyes
Lady Rinehart had awakened
Near the knight, the dragon dived in
"Now!" he shouted, blade swung downwards
Twin ballistas loosed their payloads
Launching spears entwined with fine steel
Piercing through the scaly cuirass
Clotheslining the flying wyvern
But - the bolts that held the weapon
Broke and tore and whipped the shoreline
Murder ran all through her thoughts as
Though the woe of others seemed trite
Rinehart told the wailing wives she'd
Wear their errant tongues as tr
a different storyevery corpse
in my laboratory
tells a tale
... a different story
i was burned in a fire
i was soaked in gas
i was pushed out a window
my throat was slashed
i was raped and strangled
i was shot
i died while driving and texting
i deserved what i got
i was run over
i was hung
i slipped from the highest
i lost my balance
on the stair
i broke my neck
i suffocated, no air
i took 200 tablets
i choked on steak
i jumped the fence at the zoo
i stepped on a snake
i tried to beat a train
now i'm a stain
i went down the wrong street
stabbed by gang-bangers and then beat
drank til i passed out
drown under my bathtub spout
hitchhiked on the road
shovel, lime and rope in the trunk, stowed
did my own electric
got zapped by power
dropped the soap
slipped in the shower
made love to a woman
with a wedding band
baseball bat, bludgeoned
by her husband's hand
work under a car
slam, squish, dead
no helmet on head
drugs, - overdose
sex, - aids
smoking, - cancer
war, - hand-grenad
Rub'i of MelancholyI who had once wished to the stars, aloft;
And paid from my deeds, for I thought, how oft
Have I dreamt of the days of old; my way -
cold, distant - like woodcraft that has gone soft
Kingdom MineWhen I look to the sky alight in red,
A blaze of gold and crimson flame above
The sails luffed up and jigging taut, I tread
Upon a sea of hope, my one true love.
At once the water breaks beneath the bow,
Like steel through Gordian’s cord; this kingdom mine!
I sail and sail, my freedom now endowed.
Once more, the day will rise on my own time.
Set sail into night- the stars so bright,
A guiding gift of God- afloat tonight.
Captain BeckhurstThey seek me here,
they seek me there,
SkyNavy seek me everywhere.
My thieving soul will be forever cursed,
for I am the dammed elusive,
I am a Lady SkyPirate,
with a fearsome reputation,
all quake in fear when they spy my flag,
It's certainly no cause for celebration.
The stories told about my deeds,
to be sure are filled with gore,
to hear them speak you'd think that I,
was rotten to the core.
Apparently I've slit the throats,
of at least a thousand men.
And lets not forget the ships I've wrecked,
time and time again.
By rights I should be swimming,
in all the blood I've shed.
My name a lone is cause,
for unimaginable dread.
Yet here's a little secret,
that might shock you and amaze.
Though I steal and cheat and lie,
and villains sing my praise.
The stories that they tell of me,
are simply all a sham.
Despite my wicked ways,
I've never killed a single man.
Yes I am a Lady SkyPirate,
with a cooked up reputation.
The gruesome tales of violent deaths,
are from the ima
My battle cryI wish I could take you back in time, to that day thirteen years ago,
To look through the veil to see the unseen, and the things only angels would know
To see The Lamb of God,
Creator of truth, My Lord and King,
Of all things on earth, and everything,
Knowing and calling me, By MY own name,
With a purchase of Blood through the cross he came,
To take this boy, this puny man,
And gently place him in the maker’s hand,
I know I was broken, But the bounty is paid,
When on Jesus’s body, all our sin had been laid,
On that day I wasn’t like all the rest,
For on that day my stone heart became flesh,
Of all the Love I’ll ever have, with deep affections or even a ring,
This Love for God is truest, for in me it changes everything,
If the changes aren’t coming and your spiritual life grows stale,
And from the cup that should be overflowing, tastes of bitter ale,
One question to you, do you love only what He gives?
Or with all that you are, do you love the God,
TexturesThe world is made up of all textures
There are those we can find with the skin
Ones that are easily seen by the naked eye
And those we can find only by the soul within
The ceramic cup is smooth and glossy
A honey scent sways from steaming tea
Those that drink with pinky out feel classy
Tea feels warm and like a welcomed embrace
When I touch your face
When I grasp your hands
I feel the sweet kindness inside
I know where the concern stands
But when you touch my own face
When my hands would be enveloped by your own
Can you feel the scars inside?
Can you feel the pain that brings me down?
The ceramic cup became rough and worn
A scent is gone and steam faded cold
The one that drank lost their class
Tea having disappeared in days of old
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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