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Butterfly PinThat was the last thing I had ever gotten from my family. I would hold it up and it would shine in the sunlight as I used to hand it to Lizzie to put in my hair.
That silly little butterfly pin.
I never thought it would ever mean anything to me back then, not ever. Being back in Wonderland for the second time after the fire had proved me wrong.
When I fell, they would catch me and bring me back where I began. When I fought, they would guide me from any danger that would dare hurt me. When I died, they brought me back to life as if the fight I fought had not occurred.
Nearing the end of my journey, I had finally realized what these butterflies symbolized. My family. They had protected me and guided me to find out what had truly happened that fateful night and to find that dastardly arson. They still had faith in me after death.
My eyes opened as I heard a soft purr close to my neck. "Did you ever think they doubted you, my dear?"
I gazed upon the now clear blue sky above me. "I used to
Kindergarten Blues"But mommy! I don't wanna go!"
"Come on, sweetie. It's a really nice place"
"But I want to stay here with you and daddy! Please?" said the little multicolored blondish-red five year old boy. "I can start school in a few years. I promise! Pretty please?!"
The boy's spiky blond 'mother' knelt down to his eye level. "Roxel, you have to go. I know you want to stay with us, but it's really important that you learn as well."
"Yeah kiddo. Your mommy Roxy is right," said Axel as he knelt down as well, putting his hand on Roxel's head. "And it's not like we're gonna leave you here!"
Hearing this, Roxel started to cry. "Y..You're gonna... leave me here...?" Tears started to trail down his face.
Roxas pulled his son close. "We will be here to pick you up directly after school lets out, okay? We would never leave you. We love you too much." He smiles and kisses the little boy's head. "Now go on. Why don't you make some friends?"
"Come on little pyro," Axel said as he nudged the small boy at the do
I wake up looking at the clock. It reads 9:14. I look down in front of me, and there lies the love of my life. God he looks so cute asleep. I nuzzle into his neck trying to wake him up. I don't really know what time my parents will get home from their trip so I HAVE to be sure that they don't find out about the... "activities" that went on last night while they were gone. Zemyx turns over with his eyes half lidded, still sleepy.
"Whaa...?" he says in a dryish voice.
I nuzzle him again in the neck. "We have to get up love. We can't let our parents find out about... what we did last night."
"You're right...." he says, trying to sit up. I can tell he was in a little pain. Trust me... we woke up. We did it more than once...
I kiss him on his cheek. "Go take a shower. I'll clean up," I tell him. He smiles at me and walks to my bathroom. I strip the sheets, putting them in the dirty barrel and attaching fresh ones to my mattress. I walk into my parents' bathroom and wash myself d
Birthday Party Fun
I wake up early in the morning, looking at my alarm clock. It says 9:30. Great... and I wanted to sleep in today. I mean, I should be able to sleep in today right? Today's my 16th birthday. It's my day today.
I can't wait for my party tonight. A few of my friends are coming over, including Zemyx. I like him too much. Whenever I mention him, my heart pounds. My parents are leaving with his to give us some privacy. They probably don't even know I like him. Don't say anything, okay?
I walked downstairs to find my parents making out on the sofa. They already have me and my little brother.... I don't think they need anymore kids. Both of us are enough. I see Arx (my little brother) sitting on his highchair playing with his food. God, he got more food on himself than in his own mouth. I go get a washrag to clean him up. He looked up at me and giggled. Ya know? For an 18 month old, he's pretty damn cute. I smile at him which made him giggle even more.
I saw some pancakes on the ta
Careful, AliceShe spun around so gracefully, her blade gleaming from the blood splattered across its surface. As the last eyepot fell to the ground dead, she slowed to a halt, regaining her breath.
Cheshire chuckled at her, "Care for some tea, love?"
"After that encounter? I'd rather eat paste."
He strode over to her, butting his head into her shoulder, indicating she could lean on him.
He walked her over to a slight ledge, helping her sit. Alice flinched as she moved, one of the eyepots having struck her quite viciously across her back when she was turning to attack her other foes.
"Alice, what's wrong?"
She clenched her teeth as the fabric of her dress brushed across the fresh wound.
He moved around to stand behind her, and paused for a moment, concentrating hard, feeling a rush of energy course through his veins, letting it drift through his every cell, pulling him, changing him. Cheshire shuddered, disliking the adjustment of limbs. He knelt next to Alice,
InsanityInsanity courses through your veins
Like poison, heavy and thick
People know better than to call you sane,
All of them know, Alice, you're mentally sick.
You have no father, sister, nor mother
And the asylum did you no good
All they ever called you was a bother
And no one thought you understood.
Now your once perfect world is shattered
All due to your corruption
The fire made your mind quite tattered,
But now is the time to take an action.
Go and fall down the rabbit hole
Come fight in Wonderland again
Go, go reclaim your world
Fight to ease your pain.
Grab your malicious hobby horse
Take hold of your Vorpal blade
Travel on this long, hard course
And try not to be afraid.
Severance."They need you."
The spiky brunette turned towards the figure behind him; his eyes looked upon his red headed friend.
"Just go." She choked out. Tears began to form at the edge of her eyes, "Right now, they need you, more... and, you need them too."
she was referring to his friends that were in danger; they were being sucked into darkness, into an entrance to another world. A very dark world that he didn't know what would occur if they entered alone. He knew he'd have to go save them. But that would mean losing...and leaving her behind. 'Kairi'... He knew he'd possibly never see her again, for he would be lost in an unknown world.
"I need you too..."
She shook her head, "No you don't."
"Come with me!" he demanded, but slapped a hand over his mouth as he realized what he had just said. She only stared back at him. She couldn't go with him. He'd be putting her in danger...
"I'm no longer needed... please, Sora, just leave me..."
"..." He was speechless for an entire moment,
Insanity.I'm broken, I know it,
And I'm beyond repair.
This place, so cold,
Makes me want to
Rip out my hair.
they call me
and tell me to go
to that special place
i'll always know.
It used to be pleasant,
happy and fun.
But now it's all twisted,
gloomy and dull.
And each time
this strange wonderland,
the vorpal blade,
gripped tight in my hand,
it makes want to
scream out loud
but i know
it will just be another sound.
No one will listen,
hell, no one cares,
that my life is in ruins
and my eyes lost their glisten.
i'm going mad.
its really rather sad,
my hearts torn apart,
stabbed with a poisinous dart,
my family is dead
there's something wrong with my head.
My wonderland's shattered...
I wish I was dead.
SanctuaryA far-off memory.
A scattered dream.
I can't tell the differance anymore.
My dreams are your memories.
Your memories are my dreams.
Is there a differance?
Either way it seems the same...
A scattered memory.
A far-off dream.
Nothing makes sense anymore.
Maybe I just don't understand it.
I just don't want to...
They brought us together in the first place,
How do we line the peices up?
I can't tell us apart anymore...
Does a sanctuary exist for someone like us?
Nightmare: The Compulsive LiarNightmare: The Compulsive Liar
Step by step
You attempt to walk away from yourself
Breath after breath
You try your best to not call out for help
I am so far from you, I am are better off this way
One tear after another
You were never good at hiding your feelings
All of those cuts seem to go deeper and deeper
You were always the one who took in all of our suffering
I don't know you anymore, I no longer recognize that face
Day by day
You endure this storm of scars
Night after night
You silently cry alone in the dark
I don't know what you're talking about, I'm fine, I'm okay
One dream after another
You see all of the things you've been thinking
All of those thoughts just get darker and darker
You were always one to keep on fighting and living
I don't know what you mean, I know nothing of pain
Word by word
You have a lot to tell but nothing to say
Lie after lie
You leak your secrets over and over again
I will never remember you, so please, just stay away
WhY....Why do I cry myself to sleep every night just wishing someone would come from the darkness and hug me?
Why do I wish that someone would care enough to help me and to be friends no matter what?
It's been my time helping and careing about others? I've them my light now were is mine...
Ill, tell you were I've lost it all my heart aches, anger fills within my empty heart, tears fall silent as i scream out this rapid emotion that I can't seem to handle nor control?...
I hate this that I am...... so doses the world
No one understands me.... so im never understood
None cares...... so im alone
No one is at my side.... only my shadow
Noone knows my fear.... why i shake it has a meaning
Every friend I have ever had vanishes before me ..... they use me
Was I born onto this earth just to be alone... so pass me the gun
Only my tears ease the pain.... no medication
Only the thoughts of death... are my dreams of escape
I, no longer dream I create the nightmares, my friends leave me they ca
Corpse Bride: Together ForeverTogether Forever
Victor stood nervously by the altar as he waited for his beloved Emily to join his side and recite their vows.
Wedding jitters, just the feeling of cold feet during your own wedding ceremony Victor thought. And soon to be cold and blue forever once he drank the poison Elder Gutknecht provide for them and became one of the dead.
He looked behind and saw that everyone, the living and the dead, all sitting together and waiting as patiently as him for the bride to arrive.
He saw Bonejangle with his bony band and he gave him a skeletonal thumb up and a wink with his one remaining eye.
Then it started, the organ began eerily playing the wedding march and in came the bride.
The corpse bride that is.
Anyone in his or her right minds would've been especially freaked or scared right out of their wits to not believe that a dead woman was getting married to a young man.
Or that a guy would be willing to even want to marry a corpse!
But that didn't really matter to
Sora's Magical Pregnancy pt:4Sora laid in his bed as usual. He was fast asleep until he felt a hard cramp inside him. "What the?" he said as he doubled over in pain. Thinking it was over for now, Sora got up from his bed and went to the phone. He dialed Kairi's number and waited for her to pick it up. "Sora? Do you know what time it is?" she said as she rubbed the sleep out of her eye. Sora was silent as water began to drip down his leg. "K-Kairi. I think it's time." he said as another contraction hit him. "A-are you sure Sora? It could be fake like the one you had after you and Tidus got into the fight over the last coconut on the tree." said Kairi as she was putting her robe on. Sora fell to his knees as another contraction tightened inside him. "Kairi, my water broke. I'm pretty sure this it the real deal. Get Riku and come over quick." he said as he hung up the phone and laid his head down against the floor.
Riku and Kairi banged on Sora's door. "Sora? You there?" said Riku. He heard a scream from the other si
Watch Your Step"Be careful, Alice. Watch your step, Alice," repeated the Cheshire Cat as she walked through the valley of the spikes. He stood in silence as he watched her weave in and out of the sharp, elongated death-trap.
He held his breath, watching as a spike plummeted from the top of the ceiling, thinking her end was near. He closed his eyes hearing the spike sink into the marred ground, his heart stopping. 'Was she gone?' he thought. 'She never bothered to listen to me that silly girl... but now who will save us? Who will save her?' He opened his eyes.
To his shock, the last of the butterflies took off around her as she continued through the maze. She survived. "Impossible..." he said to himself, "but then again, this girl has yet ceased to amaze me." He stood above the shafts, his claws sinking into every board, his golden eyes watching his broken mistress continue forth on her journey.
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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