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its the key that wont turn
the car that wont start
being held down and bound
all at the same time being torn apart
its not seeing because you would dare
staring at the sky somewhat unaware

its waking up screaming
saying nothing is wrong
the vivid nightmares that over come you
making you believe that your not strong
its not the only time you feel like dying
once you start you cannot bring yourself to stop crying

who will love you, who will care
a broken toy which served its purpose
being born and being thrown into to a world
that only sees the scars that are on the surface
its hard to see, when all you do is hide
its hard to see how many raise their hand and stand by your side
©2004-2009 ~ScornedEmblem
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the irony here is, not enough people will read this, as not enough people will know what it is about
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wow... I really like this, kinda relates to me too or at least means something to me, therefore seems more powerfull. thanks for posting this :)

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.... meh
im flatered that it means something to you. no need to thank me, thank you for reading it. do you know what it is about?

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fire suits you. your strength, your passion. it all burns. flames - beautiful, solemn, devoted, warm.. its you. ~mybrokenshadow

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"Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it."
hmm.. how to explain, to me it just makes me realise some of the things I do. I hide from things, I keep things inside me as opposed to expressing them, a sense of lonelyness - though I enjoy that sometimes, some of the thoughts that go through my head and things I feel sometimes, also the fact that I don't always realise some people care. Possibly something else too but I'll keep that to myself. whether or not that is what you intended it to be about or not is another matter, that's just what I get from it :)

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wow, i love how people precieve, what they think, how they feel, its facinating. maybe one day i will tell you what it means to me...

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fire suits you. your strength, your passion. it all burns. flames - beautiful, solemn, devoted, warm.. its you. ~mybrokenshadow

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"Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it."
that'd be good, but only if you want to :) I find other people's perceptions really facinating too

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.... meh
i do but i dont. ill send ya a note when i come to a conclusion on telling you or not

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fire suits you. your strength, your passion. it all burns. flames - beautiful, solemn, devoted, warm.. its you. ~mybrokenshadow

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"Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it."
ahh. i wish i couldn't relate to this one. it's painful

you are very talented, i like your pov and your ways of expressing thought.
then again, i might have told this before.
drat.

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Life is for living.
sounds like a story there. thank you very much, im realy flatered by the "i like your pov and your ways of expressing thought" it realy means a lot to me. wether you have told me before or you will tell me tomorrow, it will still feel the same, and i will be thankful

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fire suits you. your strength, your passion. it all burns. flames - beautiful, solemn, devoted, warm.. its you. ~mybrokenshadow

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"Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it."
I'm not quite sure what this means to you, but for me it would represent the tme in my life when I was so torn apart from heartbreak, that I couldn't figure out exactly how I actually was feeling. It's like, inside I knew that I was completely broken, but on the front I tried to be strong, but everything from within would show. And then you just feel like that's it - you've been used up completely and there's nothing more to do. Like a broken toy. Been played around with, then neglected.

I'd really like to know what it meant to you though, although it seems very personal.

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-- J :butterfly:

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