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A holiday for a boy and his petsAs the days grew shorter and cooler, the boy and his two canine like pet's walks seemed to go on longer and later through the outskirts of town just south east of the large city.
Now the nights in the area weren't nearly as cold as others, seeing the area was always warmer due to proximity of the equator, but it was cool enough to lift everyones spirit and make many just friendly enough to be barable as company.
To the boy, Hound as many knew him as, this was a relief because many would find him most irritating with his outter seemingly endless enthusiasm.
To his beautiful companion Rainbow Light, the Hirsch Ookami, it truely was the most beautiful time of the year. Humans of all kind were setting up holiday displays of lights and little plastic creatures were strewn over lawns of neighbors. It peeked every sense, the new smells and sounds that hung in the air.
Rainbow Light loved the longer walks with her saving friend, the human who found her when she was lost and unwanted. And she e
Ode to Rainbow LightI don't know how long you'd been waiting there or how your life was before.
I saw you look up to me with memories of yore.
I saw all sadness in your eye's,
Instantly I was mesmerized.
And I knew then what I had to do.
A new home, I needed to take you.
My Rainbow Light,
All will be made right.
This I know I can not fight.
You've cried many tears,
and in your fears,
I will leave you for all of years.
But know it's true,
All I do,
I will always keep and love you.
To be your friend,
Until the end.
I hope thee heart my heart can mend.
Luna ProfileName: Luna
Bio: She has long silver hair that goes all the way down until back becomes snake. She has dark purple scales with a white underbelly. She speaks in a distant dream like voice all the time except if she is hungry, grumpy, angry, or upset if she isn't using her distant dream like voice your in trouble. She always carries a sword with her for protection she needs it having grown up in Raluka a very dangerous jungle full with deadly mythical creatures. She is very skilled with her sword. She can be ditsy and careless at times she loves helping others when she is in a good mood.
Mental Disorder Discrimination"You said you've got depression?
No you don't, you attention seeker.
You're just an average teenager with the perfect life
Desperately looking for sympathy."
Stop crying, you coward.
You're just a childish "scaredy-cat".
Blaming your problems on a mental disorder
That doesn't even exist."
"So you're schizophrenic?
Grow the hell up, and stop acting like a child
You're too old for imaginary friends
You callow, juvenile, little twit."
But if we're attention seekers,
Why do we try so hard to hide our feelings from the world?
Why do we isolate ourselves in our rooms,
Desperately hiding the cuts on our wrists
Trying our best to live a normal life?
And if we're simply "scaredy-cats",
Why is our fear so vividly intense?
Unlike simple fear, our anxiety will stick with us forever
A severe long-lasting feeling of powerful panic.
A feeling from which we'll never be free.
Suddenly we're childish for having a mental disorder?
Schizophrenia is not something we can control.
YouIf you’re a girl, you’re a girl.
If you’re a boy, you’re a boy.
If you’re white, you’re white.
If you’re black, you’re black.
If you’re gay, you’re gay.
If you’re bi, you’re bi.
If you’re straight, you’re straight.
If you’re religious, you’re religious.
If you’re an atheist, you’re an atheist.
If you’re mentally disabled, you’re still human.
If you’re physically disabled, you’re still human.
For everything you are:
So who are they to judge you for who you are?
to me you are perfect
I do not know the reasons
for all those scars burning
against your bright skin
you've been soaking
a pain reminiscing from past
we both cannot recollect
yet you are so beautiful..
when night gets darker
and I am the one...
who's hungered to undress
the spirit of you
slowly revealing the layers
coming off from shadows
disguised in desires
craving to be fulfilled
I will caress every corner
of your silhouette
until I figure the true shape
of your heart
I will rub those blisters
softly until every nerve
of you gushes into a river
and you moan into a life
I had promised you
years ago when we began
to breathe into each other
for all the truths
I must swallow
and lessons I must learn
you are the one
I am destined to discover
what it means
to love in perfection
daydreams and monsters.she was a girl.
she ran with the moon,
chased fireflies in the bluegrass, and
watched the reflection of sunsets in rain puddles.
her name was Alice,
and she was a girl.
but to the dragonflies she was a queen,
and to the mirror she was a sister.
the moon was her prince, and the
blinking windows were the eyes
that kept her safe.
she spent her nights making wishes, and she
dragged her fingers along the shooting stars
that were tangled with her vertebrae.
her name was Alice,
and she was a girl.
her body was a river
her mind was an ocean
and her heart was the sky.
she lived in a world where
doves flew in the sea and
whales swam in the
i can't keep walking on these dry-rot bonesoh, i am not a poet;
like the ink scratches
of plath, i am
specter boy: decay,
dispose, & disappoint
because this is the way
that writers wane -
(this hangman head is no
survivor story, & gods
do not burn out
poem for borderlinesif i could concentrate over
seven hundred thousand eyes
at the roof to the numbers stepping
from the nicities & rows
to go back
to the shattered surface
& the ripples beating over the hang
halfway between shallow
biting lips. maybe--
she couldn't have known
that it takes a whole three minutes
for the lungs to
well, maybe she
who, oh well
the white; the haze--
the booming over
the spume and spray
me get out of my head
just pull up the shutters
my tongue the weight to talk
but that's all we'll ever be:
a match burning itself out for
under the backspray of someone else's wheels
Let's pretendLet's pretend we didn't say those things.
Let's pretend I didn't make a stupid comment and you didn't over react and take me serious.
Let's pretend you didn't try to force me to do stuff I wasn't into and I didn't insult it thus insulting you.
Let's pretend to go back before all those words were spoken and hearts were broken.
Lets go back to being friends you and I.
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More