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For Christmas EveThree years have passed
And memories starts to fade
But one memory is still strapped to my mind
The one night of Christmas Eve
I remembered you holding my hand
Squeezing and bouncing around the room
You made me warm and smile
Laugh and cheer
We were standing in front of the tree
Your hand locked with mine
You were shaking with delight
Santa is coming
You whispered to me
A smile crept across my face
A door was opened
The sound of feet approaching
You squeezed my hand tighter and tighter
As a shadow formed by the door
And the form were dressed in red and white
With a long and white beard
And glasses on
You cried out
And leaped toward him casting your arms around him
In a big and tight embrace
Just as tight as that squeeze you gave my hand
Santa was laughing
And you were smiling
I could only smile from were I stood
Because I knew who was under the "hood"
Our smiling father who had raised us
And praised us
Santa gave you presents and presents
Song of the HeroAcross the fields
His sword and shield in hand
His eyes showing no fear
Leaping in action
Slashing and clashing
His enemies falls to the ground
One goal One reason
To save what he holds dear
His home, his land
His friends and his beloved one
The Hero of time is known for his courage
But also for saving the princess
Thats how the song was named the Song of the Hero
My guardian angelAs you lock the door and cast away the key
I had found my corner of darkness
All the times I have been locked up inside a cage
I already know how it feels to be traped like a bird
The feeling of being something that doesnt deserve to live
But I do know why I am locked up in the first place
The very reason that keeps me here
The darkness inside me
The very reason that holds me back
When you are looking at me I understand what you think
You are disgusted
You hate the thought of me being alive
Thats why you keep me here
So that I wont hurt anyone
But you cant hold me here forever
One day I will get out of here
But not because of my dark power
No, it will be another power
Someone much powerful than me
Someone who wont look at me with disgust
Someone who wont run away
No, A guardian angel will save me
My Guardian Angel
The only one who can show me the true reason of my powers
The only one who can control my anger
The light in my darknessIn me there is only darkness
In every corner of my body lies darkness
Growing everytime I am angry or sad
My tears is full of hate
My words are poison
My eyes are filled with anger
But how I wished it would end
People fears me
They are afraid I will break them
Take their life away
But I am misunderstood
All I want is beeing healed from this blasted curse
They are running away from me
Fleeing from the darkness
Keeping their lifes
But they cant escape
The curse has already taken them
Making them fall to the ground like flies
What must I do?
In my corner of darkness I am thinking
When She is approaching
Her, the one with light
The one who isnt afraid
She is like me except for some differences
Her tears are full of passion
Her words are caring
Her eyes are filled with love
She is blessed with the healing light
She is looking at me with her loving eyes
I admire her courage but why is she here?
She must not touch me or the darkness will take her sweet life
She dont care?
A stolen kissThe rain fell down from the sky like it usually did in the city of the mountains.
People walking slowly through the streets, holding the umbrella high so no rain could make them wet or their paperwork they were helding tight to their chest.
But there was one who didnt have an umbrella or walked slowly through the streets of the big city. No, she ran through the city, wet and cold. She stopped and looked up at the red flags around the streets, the red banners hanging from buildning to buildning, it made her smile. Her favourite football team had finally won the gold in the league after 44 years since last time they won. She opened her bag and dragged out her new scarf, it was red and white and there was written Brann with golden letters. With a warm smile she pulled it out of the bag and put it around her neck and began to run toward the bus station.
The doors swung open and she looked after the flower shop and there she was standing. She ran over to her mother and the
Your sweet smileTake my hand
Let me help you
Dont let go
I will be here with you
Not only now
My simple words isnt enough to save a life
These words is just simple words
Only words that cant save anyone
Even that I hoped they would
I hoped they would save you
You, my sweet sister
I hoped you would let me in
But you let me out
You said you were fine
But I knew you lied to me
Why did you lie?
I was there
I could help you
I gave you my word
But you and your sweet smile fooled me
I am going to miss your sweet laughter
Our father is trying to hold his tears but is always failing
Your friends has lost their best friend
And I hold my words
The simple words I gave you
That day in the rain
When you held my hand and smiled
Courage in wisdomWhile watching Link and Ganondorf fighting, Zelda felt useless, unable to help Link, her one true love.
Ganondorf lifted his sword and swung hard and the master sword flew out of Links hands.
- Your only powerful weapon is out of your hands! Its time for you to die! Ganondorf yelled and lifted his sword high above his head again.
Link jumped away from Ganons blow and landed behind one of the crushed walls. He noticed Ganondorf had hit him in the arm and made a cut, blood flowing out, he tore off some cloth from his tunic and wrapped it around his arm.
A dark source hit the wall and sent Link flying forward hitting the ground with his face first and he felt the blood taste in his mouth.
Zelda felt tears streaming around her eyes, this was it. This was the last stand. The flames weakened, she had a chance, Zelda ran toward the master sword, picked it up and ran over to Link, pointing the sword at Ganondorf. He laughed.
- What is this? The princess is looking for a fight? I would gl
When I cry People take me for beeing so strong.
They say I can handle everything.
They say I have no weakness.
But even I have a weakness.
They don't know me.
Thats the problem.
They take one look at me and begin to talk about how I looks, how I tackle my day.
But what do they know?
They don't know what happens when I cry.
When I cry, stars falls from the sky.
When I cry, people falls into darkness.
When I cry, the world is going down.
Thats my weakness.
When I cry I am always alone.
People must not know this terrible faith.
I can't let them share this pain.
Cause when I cry, the world is tearing apart. <i>
Falling downWhen I was hoping for a better day, it went the wrong way
If I only listen to what you said, maybe it would go the right way
How could I be so stupid to fail again?
Why do I fail at all?
Is there a sign out there for me to call?
I am losing strength when I am talking, I cant help but fall behind.
Is there a reason why I fall so deep?
Am I turning weak?
I am losing my ground
How can it be?
I have always been so strong.
Where is my soul?
I am falling down.
Why do you keep saying I can do this?
I have lost hope of winning, I can never become what I want to be.
Stop saying those words, it wont work on me.
I will lose no matter what you say
I am losing strength for every step I take.
I know now this is a failing desire.
I cant win cause I am falling down.
Falling down into nothingness .
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
My School Says I'm Worthless (sort of a rant)I'm a criminal because my values aren't their values
And I'm scum to say the least
Because I'm not on their list
Ones who have their lives set out
And drink from molten glory raining down from
School top balconies...
And I have myself left to blame for all the non-attempts
And truancies; the bleak distractions
That help me escape the inviolable test-score stares
Of disapproval that I attract from their
And they're forced to ask me 'Why?
Why are you still here?'
And I can barely say
That I'm afraid to leave.
That I know that no-one knows
Or what they want to be
But unlike those
I gave up
A while ago
And they can't tell me to my face that I'm a failure so they heavily imply
That my lacking presence
And even less impressive
Tendency for slacking off is evidence
That I am stupid and a fool and nothing more than such a waste of resources
And it's a disappointment
That I don't hold their ideals
VesselYour heart is a compass.
Broken, perhaps, but I know
It’s always searching for the North Star.
Which way will your beard point tonight?
DanielYou are vertebrae
reinforced with titanium
that does not make you the lesser -
You’ve got the weight of the world
on one shoulder
sometimes you trip because of it -
you’re still walking
and if things fused wrong
post or anterior
and if things fused out in the interior
your circuits live on
and if your thoughts get circular
or so do your moods
and your mind blanks and you forget -
you’re nervous but strong -
then I’ll remind you.
Because you give me
the backbone required
you’re my Atlas, so I lift my head,
you’re my axis, so I can face the future
because you are vertebrae
reinforced with titanium.
You’re my inner strength.
FallingFailure after failure
A life not worth living
Lost in my misery
Long gone are the good moments
I keep falling
Nothing can save me now
Gone my hopes are
Because He'sHe’s listening
Millions of them.
A flash of red
And a navy hat
No warning – now motionless
With skin turned to shadows.
No more runawayI used to hide in the shadows
Looking at the rest scratching their heads in confusion
Facing their problems.
I used to turn my back when the trouble stood at my doorstep
Waiting patiently for my move
Waiting for me doing something wrong.
I liked to wave my problems as they passed by
I loved see the misery in my classmates faces when they got their grades
Their jaws dropped to the floor.
While I used to run away from all tests and problems
I got time to think
But there was always someone who was there
Taking notes of how I acted.
They told me I was a coward
They said I was a runaway
That I wasnt brave enough to face my problems
But I ignored them.
But I knew sooner or later I had to face it
That I could no longer be a runaway
Run away from my problems
Run away from my future
If I even had one.
I have taken my choice
I have to face it know
I can no longer hide myself in the shadows
I must face the light of my future
I can no longer be the coward they said I was
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