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Of Halos and Horns
Do not be fooled by the halo
It is your crown of thorns
There is no such thing as saintlike
Only Evil disguising its devious horns
Where is your virtue ?
What more is there to pretend ?
Do you even see yourself
Through the web of lies you spin ?
This damage, how will you undo ?
For this deceit, how will you amend ?
Your spite, you deny
Your sins, you defend
Wallow in your pride
Serve none but yourself
The rest is sordid means to an end
Thriving in a world of your own devising
Conspiring in ways 'unique'
You are a pawn of your own game
The venom you incite poisons your heart
The soul is barren when it is weak,
You reap what you sow, not what you seek
The touch that withers and fades
Aspires the Phoenix at its rebuttal
With its last tremor, it erupts in flames
To sire a new dawn on the edge of the precipice
On fragile wings and shivers of subtle
You come alive in my dreams
You come to me
Together we fight my nightmares,
And you belong to me
Even in my dreams
I know this is untrue
I know I'll be awake,
But for now I want to be with you till I do
My nightmares are fringed with angst
The demons in pursuit, they lie
Together we shall conquer my battles
Release me from my bane,
You and I
I waited all my life for you, my savior
And now I know why
You have my heart, beloved
Without you, I shall die
I try to stay away
I try to stay out of your way,
But you are already bound so far
I never knew
Love could be so bizarre
Forever is a long shot
When February's won't fade
You mean the world to me
Despite what I said
I tell myself that it doesn't hurt that bad
That it's all in my head,
It only hurts 'cause I want it to
I'll be over you,
But before I will be dead
Maybe it's true
Maybe I don't want to go on without you,
But fate won't undo
Because you and I are not meant to be,
Because you are my favourite fantasy
An empty shell
Don't ask me to come back. I can't go back to what I've left behind, to how it was. I don't ever want to feel that way again, that pain, that hurt, that agony. Standing on the moors of the forsaken, I watched you swept and carried away by the bustling wind with your sails blown high, straight ahead towards the whirlwind called life. Something I couldn't do. Something that never worked for me. Time stopped still for me long ago and now it's dragging me in into a quicksand to meet the end.
Now here I am, finally trying to sail on, struggling under the weight of the mast. The wind blows with memories so raw, so fresh. I can hear your voice mingled in the tempest like a pounding heart in a silent vessel, shattering the barriers a tormented soul had worked so hard to withhold.
I can't go back. I can't ever go back. I know one backward glance will cost me dearly. I can feel the demons in the shadows shifting and stirring. I can't fight back with my wings of will clipped off, with every ounce
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