Heart on my sleeve
has never been me.
Don't want to leave
I just need to see
What will be of this?
Can it all be,
just bliss,
for you and me?
So fast.
Don't rush in...
Don't wait...
So hard.
Don't mess this
Up...
So simple.
"How can life change so fast?"
Billy lit the cigarette and puffed the gas-tainted first smoke and then took a long drag. The ember lit up with reddish orange wrath as the smoke filled his mouth. The smoke finally found his lungs and he felt it. Smoking strong cigarettes isn't for everyone but he preferred that, personally.
The world around him was still, very still. What else would you expect from a family-friendly suburb at 2:30 in the morning? It was dark and cold, like Billy's mind itself. It had been snowing, in march, he wasn't overly fond of that.
He took a moment to think. Everything had changed radically over the course of three month
Because of me, you.
Your happiness, my gain.
Mine, consistently your pain.
When I held you, I'd smile.
while in silence,
you would stifle a cry.
I loved you so strong,
turned out I was wrong.
'Cause to me what was caring,
caused you pain so wearing.
And I tore you down,
thinking I could fix you.
And you stuck around,
for the boy that you once knew.
I don't think he's ever coming back,
he's gone and nowhere to be found.
There is something that I lack,
a vital quality, renowned.
I think it might be joy,
but I shouldn't act so coy.
We both know what the problem was,
I screwed it up my lovely friend.
It really fell apart because,
I wasn't the
An Ode to a Pipe
The damp, pressed tobacco-weed,
aroma of the whiskey.
I control the greed
although this might be risky.
Here and there a puff
as I light up the stuff.
To and fro a toke
as the room fills with smoke.
Oh, mine pipe ignite,
thine pipe shalt thou without all spite,
smoke with me and by my side,
sit and have joy of the moonlite.
Peter Xavier
˅
When did all this good
Happen to break down?
At the end I stood
Thrashed your perfect crown
˅
Can't bear to look up
At the destruction of the
Neverland we made
˅
It was beautiful.. once
˅
So this is how it
All ends in this life of our
Year of happiness
?!
Heart on my sleeve
has never been me.
Don't want to leave
I just need to see
What will be of this?
Can it all be,
just bliss,
for you and me?
So fast.
Don't rush in...
Don't wait...
So hard.
Don't mess this
Up...
So simple.
"How can life change so fast?"
Billy lit the cigarette and puffed the gas-tainted first smoke and then took a long drag. The ember lit up with reddish orange wrath as the smoke filled his mouth. The smoke finally found his lungs and he felt it. Smoking strong cigarettes isn't for everyone but he preferred that, personally.
The world around him was still, very still. What else would you expect from a family-friendly suburb at 2:30 in the morning? It was dark and cold, like Billy's mind itself. It had been snowing, in march, he wasn't overly fond of that.
He took a moment to think. Everything had changed radically over the course of three month
Because of me, you.
Your happiness, my gain.
Mine, consistently your pain.
When I held you, I'd smile.
while in silence,
you would stifle a cry.
I loved you so strong,
turned out I was wrong.
'Cause to me what was caring,
caused you pain so wearing.
And I tore you down,
thinking I could fix you.
And you stuck around,
for the boy that you once knew.
I don't think he's ever coming back,
he's gone and nowhere to be found.
There is something that I lack,
a vital quality, renowned.
I think it might be joy,
but I shouldn't act so coy.
We both know what the problem was,
I screwed it up my lovely friend.
It really fell apart because,
I wasn't the
An Ode to a Pipe
The damp, pressed tobacco-weed,
aroma of the whiskey.
I control the greed
although this might be risky.
Here and there a puff
as I light up the stuff.
To and fro a toke
as the room fills with smoke.
Oh, mine pipe ignite,
thine pipe shalt thou without all spite,
smoke with me and by my side,
sit and have joy of the moonlite.
Peter Xavier
˅
When did all this good
Happen to break down?
At the end I stood
Thrashed your perfect crown
˅
Can't bear to look up
At the destruction of the
Neverland we made
˅
It was beautiful.. once
˅
So this is how it
All ends in this life of our
Year of happiness
?!
Because of me, you.
Your happiness, my gain.
Mine, consistently your pain.
When I held you, I'd smile.
while in silence,
you would stifle a cry.
I loved you so strong,
turned out I was wrong.
'Cause to me what was caring,
caused you pain so wearing.
And I tore you down,
thinking I could fix you.
And you stuck around,
for the boy that you once knew.
I don't think he's ever coming back,
he's gone and nowhere to be found.
There is something that I lack,
a vital quality, renowned.
I think it might be joy,
but I shouldn't act so coy.
We both know what the problem was,
I screwed it up my lovely friend.
It really fell apart because,
I wasn't the
"Humans are in general a cruel species, but among them walk good people, and you are very lucky if you find one of those people, so if you do, hold on to that person and don't let go, no matter how it hurts." -Guðjón Jósef Baldursson.
Current Residence: Iceland MP3 player of choice: Ipod classic 160Gigs, black Shell of choice: Red shell. Personal Quote: Fuck...
Or down..
I'm not really sure anymore. Everything is weird now. I'm single. For the first time since I was sixteen. I'm... Not gonna make this any longer.
Does anyone care?
Well, my inbox has been overflooding with messages since deviantart changed the format of it. Maybe it's my fault for adding so many artists to my deviantwatch. Maybe it's because I haven't been active on this page for probably half a year or some other reason. Well, whatever reason it is, I have 7237 deviations in my inbox that I haven't checked and probably won't be checking because it makes no difference. A meh to everyone. Not even a sorry. Because I don't care. I apologize in advance though for considering posting something. Because it will probably be such a disaster anyone who checks it out will die from fatal S.H.C.
Like me!?
So I just earased everything in my inbox so I have probably missed a lot of art but please. I had more than thousand deviations in my inbox and growing by the hour probably. And journals. They were also growing in numbers. I answered comments and deleted the rest. That's it.
I haven't really been much on the site for the past three months. I've been at school and at the music school and spending time away from home in general (Mostly with my wonderful girlfriend who I love soooo much I can't describe it in words).
So. I have an Easter holiday and it starts out pretty well. I'm hopefully headed for a band practice today and a wond