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Little Straywandering dog, little stray
come around with needles in it's arms today
no new tricks, old ones locked in
stuck in a lifestyle, no way to win
sometimes it's heaven, sometimes just hell
need a bit of candy from someone who sells
turn down all help, because doggy is free
just need a favor 'cause doggy has fleas
poor little dog lies dead on some road
how did it get here with a needle in its throat?
razorblades kissed little dogs wrists
but now it's free in heaven
or down in a pit
Never Amennever get drunk
then call a special friend on the phone
never say what you mean
to that friend all alone
things that could kill you
mean nothing to them
so please by all means keep it a secret amen
never ever tell them how you feel
coming out but not gay
to them it's not real
to her it was nothing, not special
okay, save it for another day, or never
but i've been feeling like this forever
knowing they're smart but do not understand
how the fuck could they i'm not a whole man
so fuck it it's time to punish myself
i hope i fucking die and drop straight to hell
goodbye motherfuckers this is how it ends
never tell special friends the truth amen
Saint Earthimagine a city so huge a forest lies at it's heart.
envision if you will, and the illusion will be complete:
blue diamonds, yellow stars
simon said Saint Earth is it's name
pink hearts and green shamrocks that
we would have, where we lay
the rest a thicket
a river trickling from a broken dam
like a spicket
skyscrapers rise even above the trees
a utopian shot at all that's left
static rips through the breeze
hinting of a storm to come
exilerating to some
others know in arthritic bones
to stay inside their concrete homes
storm the size of continents
at the cities edge
where the river is bent
we have concrete and steel the people said
so many souls soon to be dead
utopia, the only place left
storm bearing down, crossing borders
warping steel, concrete crumbles
toppling society, last vestige of humanity
gone, Saint Earth is a memory
Loving Abusetrue love
like the tick loves the dog
abuse and affection
the ways of priests and children
like lungs need cigarette smog
you would have it no other way
fall for it
although you could stand
you beg for it
your one and only demand
you drag others in
the nightmare unfolds
now they suffer like you
nobody can escape
fall for it
although you could stand
you beg for it
your one and only demand
in the picture so you can't see
out of the frame in the distance, it's me
had a taste and somehow escaped
nothing i can do but hide and be free
i would say something or try to use reason
but your love and abuse would see it as treason
all i can do is listen and be a friend
and watch you suffer until the end
The Confining Momentone in solitude
alone for years
no time to cry
all out of tears
options all gone
shackled by mind
it just feels wrong
is it absence of courage
or knowing not to ask
shrinking away and afraid
not up to the task
fear of rejection
a dominant emotion
with a bottle of lotion
dying for someone
a woman to be with
the confining moments
defining my life
I Motherfuckeri need a ride
to feel like i'm going somewhere
i need to get high
on the first thing i can get
i need a drink
so i can puke in my sink
stuff it down the drain
i need a brain
useless waste of space and air
but i motherfucker do not care
i depress, you will be posessed
i touch so many lives
to let them down and fail in mine
God is Not an American ValueLadies and Gentlemen of Congress, thank you for allowing me to speak today.
I do not stand before you with a hate filled heart.
I do not stand before you today wishing to destroy anyone's beliefs or ways of life.
I do not stand before you today hoping to achieve a victory for one group while hurting another.
Instead, I stand before you today in the hope that you listen open-mindedly.
That is all I ask.
In 1956, "In God We Trust" was adopted as the United States official motto. This motto has been on our coins since 1864 and on our paper currency since 1957. In 1954, the words "Under God" where added to the Pledge of Allegiance. The question of whether or not these phrases are constitutional has been argued on all levels, from the dinner tables of average Americans, all the way up to the Supreme Court. I personally believe that these phrases are unconstitutional, but the arguments for it have been so overused that I feel repeating them would be beating a dead horse.
No, instead I will b
Yahweh (God) is IllogicalWhile believing in "a" god or gods can possibly be argued with a small degree of logic, it's extremely illogical to believe in the specific god Yahweh - the obviously humanly flawed selfish, jealous, greedy, hateful deity of the bible whose actions and orders fit the description of any religion's main villain, much too tiny and petty to explain the beauty and vastness of this universe.
Any "all-knowing, all-loving, all-powerful" god who has ordered even one human to kill another human, EVER, is a FALSE god (not to mention the hundreds of thousands of children and women yahweh has ordered exterminated, or taken as slaves... the Good god, everybody!)
EVEN just once!
Or any infinitely loving god who can allow the existence of a place like hell (without becoming so extremely disgusted with himself at even contemplating the idea that he just snaps it out of existence in the very next thought), just proves itself to be a creation based on the umrealistic needs and desires of humanity during
Masterplanwhen crucified they say
he died for our sins
how many wars lead back to that day?
how much blood has been spilled ever since?
i'd rather live with my sins
than be told to kill or die for Him
if there ever was a master-plan
made by an omnipotent invisible man
omnipotence suggests you know how things will play
then why do we get punished by a God
who already knows we can't abide his ways?
made to be imperfect
created to fear and worship
but does it make sense to fear one who "loves" us?
to beg and pray in wails that rise up above us
my disbelief is what helps me survive
i am not blinded by your master-plans lies
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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