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Curtains for certainPull me out of the crowd
and tell me the gossip
that was spilled across this crowed room
We trace lips with the grace of ships sinking
just to leave one another thinking
of how it
(should of been)
(could of been)
love is so subtle without the sin
We'll speak with words that we want to hear
and as midnight draws near we bother get caught up in a glance
and everything seemed all to clear
Destiny could be the end of me
while deja vu spells disaster for you
It's curtains for certain for our dearest
lovers and liars,
and its last call for our deepest of fears
but the last thing we want is a night with out tears
the finer parts of broadwayLips chizzled to perfection with a chainsaw
i bet you feel pretty now, but where does your heart lie?
So here i am just watch me give it my all
tearing all pictures that held these walls together by their seams
but ill pull some string and try and end things
leaving ths a cursed reahersal before the opening night
There will be beautiful sights mixed with spinning lights
while i drink my self into this gutter
I'll tell myself i'll be fine and that you were ment for broadway
heres a toast and ill meet you in the styx
live from the guillotineHere is stand , screaming my insides out at the setting sun
and as you fall asleep i sit
writing in bold letters
my heart climbs to my throat
Can you hear me?
Did my screams get carried to you on the horizon?
Push the air out of my lungs
and in this exhoustion my own shadow turns on me,
"you'll never have her, for you are as hollow as glass
and just as frai
love is an atomic bombIgnore the subtitles
and head right for the vitles.
I knew that depriving my self of oxygen
would lead to you letting me down again.
With the thickest of hearts
and our poor excuses for romantic starts
we'd end up separate
but somewhat equal in the end.
A ceremony we'll never attend
a love letter with a point to intend
that love shouldnt be something to send.
With the quickest of hearts
and our unforgettable favorite parts
we'd end up somewhat together
now and forever....
Escaping my escapesCan i be that lonely boy
escaping my escapes
with bottle in hand
(ill correct my mistakes)
Ive forgottn who i am
what ive had
and what has happened i carefully planned
I'll drink till the pain is gone
(till my heart lets its words stream down my cheaks)
I'll tip this bottle back till i forget every word to this song
(because the silence had a better melody all along)
I'll remember this like a car crash
in detail from tears to broken glass
Untitled pt. 2Keep selling me smiles
and keep your lips parted
so that everyone of your deniles
could replace your face
leaving behind a memory
in the form of a scar on my wrist
that i cant erase
(where you only a phase)
I know you liked it when i was wrapped around your finger
but i served a better purpose wrapped tight around your throat
(so heres the compromise)
I'll be nothing to you except the thorn in your side
(so heres where we part)
I'll be nothing more then a stitch on your heart
(severed all the ties)
heres the exchange of goodbyes
you wont have a part in the ending
because i know this wont be the last one ill be sending
is this starting to make sense
it does to me
because ive grown accustom to your absence...
My eyes closedI remember the day
when you said we were ment to be
and this kills for me to say
p.s you're dead to me.
So here us where love and desire
fall from my wrist
a part i wouldnt want you to miss
because im just proving to you that i exist.
Tonight is a night for chances
and I'd rather die
the to be one of your romances.
So ill have more to drink
and drive home with my eyes closed
and hope you're on that same stretch of road
you'll be he victim of a hit and run
but in all fairness im just returning the favor.
Who knew that blue eyes
could craft your demise.....
RemembranceCan you remember the first time
you caused my heart to flatline?
I remember it all to clear
like my greatest fall with out the fear.
Do you recall the day where everyword
chosen to say and every phrase we dropped
caused us to stay?
I keep this thought on repeat
a thought i wont let go, a thought i want to keep.
Can you think of the months
where we pulled the most unforgettable stunts?
Getting caught kissing under the stars
riding in the backseats of cars.
It was you and i running through summer shocking the world
stunning eveyone in sight.
We had the world as our stage but its time for us to take a bow......
BrokenPretty eye's and distant cries
her tear stained pillow mutes all her
Broken heart split seams by all means
a tragedy struck her with ease
Filled with lies an promising goodbyes
I can feel her pain and shes anything but thrilled
The akward wait, the mixtape for her escape with
the songs we sung the ones left undone.
Screaming turns to dreaming and her
feelings are left streaming down her cheaks.
While she sleeps I trace the words to her door
i've came to fix what happen before.
Every kiss laced with words unspoken
to mend ever piece i left broken.
In SanityI find myself in a world of white,
This place it feels so pure.
The Sun's rays are warm and bright
I've never felt so sure.
I explore the land and all its sights,
I enjoy the world's grand tour.
I wander around until the night
Shows what it has in store.
In the darkness, a speck of light
Reveals a hidden door.
I turn the handle and peer inside,
A sight I can't endure.
I turn to run, to escape my plight,
I dare not to explore.
But something inside catches my eye,
I can't resist the lure.
I awake to find myself tied tight,
A voice tries to assure,
"This one may finally fix you right,
Maybe this is the cure."
Beyond LoveYou say 'beautiful' like a mistake -
like it slipped out unwarranted
from those dark parts of your mind
that you don't want me to go to,
you say it like that.
You caress like it's worship -
like if you pressed too hard
or took too much, you'd pay the price
and I love those urgent times when
you're willing to pay it.
You teach me love like I'll die without it -
like if you don't defrost me
and my frozen image of myself,
then I might stop breathing
and extinguish beneath my own icy damnation.
You kiss me like you have to -
like we're sharing an oxygen tank
in a toxic, broken-down universe
and you are trying not to breathe
to save me.
You kiss me like that.
You love me, like that -
how am I supposed to resist
a man who loves me beyond his own sense
and senses - beyond love ?
BloodRunning away, again and again through the years
Moving from white square to black and back
Packing and unpacking things without meaning
Carrying them from here to there religiously
The doctor says there’s nothing wrong, but still
I’m up at three, drinking coffee, coughing up blood
Watching the same old ghosts watching me
I don’t have to pack them when I move, they follow
A cannibal who’s eaten everyone around him
I’ve turned on myself now, three toes already gone
Watching the lights of the modem blink yellow
No connection; another cough, another coffee alone
kafka has been dead foreveri.
I am going to cut the veins out of my neck:
pull the stars from the legiments
drown the cities in bruises
I am going to burn in hell:
tear down the pyramids, the faces, the continents
the weight of the universe
(if I live to be 20
I will know the landscape of my mind
as well as the bottom of the ocean
& people I've never met)
CarcinogensMy hands smell
like antiseptic solution
and cancer, because
the peroxide won’t
cleanse your cigarette
ashes from my nails,
and the cremation
jar is still smoking.
Asperger SyndromeAsperger Syndrome is awesome.
Asperger Syndrome is cool.
Asperger Syndrome rocks.
People with Asperger Syndrome are sweet but not that outgoing.
People with Asperger Syndrome have their interests.
People with Asperger Syndrome have their pet peeves too.
People with Asperger Syndrome are quirky.
People with Asperger Syndrome sometimes have other problems too.
People with Asperger Syndrome have feelings.
People with Asperger Syndrome are people too.
Pop Rocksbeads of roman sweat and dust
lace the wind like meth into pop rocks—
feel the fizzlepop of history flamenco
across your justahuman tongue
and wonder why your professor never
lectured on the strawberry tang
of crusaders' sloshed blood.
Sea of silhouettesWith blue eyes
lost at sea.
It's so hard to find words that explain perfection
looking up at me.
Resting your head on my chest,
I start to confess,
"You're more precious then silver,
and as rare as gold."
Butterflies start to tear up my stomach
leaving me with urges that couldn't be controlled.
So we got closer where we could see eye to
asking ourselves if destiny was something we could deny.
In the silhouette of the blank tv screen
I tasted heaven and felt the clouds.
I've never felt this close to you,
not even in a dream.
you closer and I closed my eyes.
I finally reali
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