Another Last Farewell by xlaughinghorrorx, literature
Literature
Another Last Farewell
It stung, bringing tears to my eyes.
That was the scary part, the pain.
I've always been somehow detached,
separate from the events transpiring around me.
So when she slapped me, and it hurt,
something changed inside me.
I realized it wasn't safe anymore.
I understood that I had no place in her life.
She tried to fix it.
But it's like a vase.
Even for all the glue and tape,
you can still see the cracks.
something broke inside of me.
something I didn't even realize I had.
I used to think I was strong, I ignored my fragility.
I'm not strong.
People have said that it's better to have loved and lost
than to never have loved at all.
that's bul
Poetry is dead.
Oh, of course there is still art, music, and of course, poetry, everywhere you look. It's in our books, in our homes, in our very lives. But make no mistake. Poetry is dead.
Last night, I perceived a dream of love, of reconciliation, of hope and magic, of poetry. I awoke to the heartbreaking realization that it was quite simply that. A dream, a farce, make believe. I woke to the crushing knowledge that poetry is dead.
Walk through any art gallery, peruse any blog, or "social media." People will show you their art, their poetry, they will shove it down your throat in their desperation to prove to themselves that what they kn
Hi. My name's Frank. Well, obviously that's not really my name, but... it IS anonymous, so I'll stick with that for now. This is my first time coming here, and, well, I'll be Frank, I have a problem. Now, I know some of you will feel insulted as I begin, but... please, hear me out. My problem isn't drinking, I've never touched the stuff. I don't "shoot up" with my friends, or steal compulsively. I don't hurt people, or... well, at least I don't try to. I know you're probably asking yourselves what I'm doing here if I don't have an addiction, or what you would normally consider to be a "problem," and, well, I wonder that myself too, but I don'
confusion
a word that holds a certain misdirection,
for in the end it's little without intention.
retention of this penchant for pretension,
has often lead me to... certain misinflections.
intention
see, there's a funny word,
which holds not yet one third
of the weight it has been given,
and yet has pulled us to, what feels, strangely, like murder...
hurt
a word that holds my heart quite close,
for as i am, i'm quite morose,
for having given just the same as got,
a pain that's... not soon forgot.
rot
for as we fall into the depths,
and demons snatch away our breath,
who are we to be bereft,
of remorse, or perhaps, a greater sympathy..?
ap
Into the darkest depths,
swept,
by heartless vagrants,
vague,
obscured,
the sweeping salted creatures crave,
a beast unscathed,
as flashing by unheard.
It spreads its wings,
of inky black,
harking back to times of old,
untold,
gasping calls,
desperate falls,
to madness, scratch and scriv,
each hopless pall of silk and mother's milk of pearl,
unfurled.
Like fangs that stretched forth alone,
and so atoned,
for eyes that did not live,
they lied,
and cried,
wept for lives now swept,
into the past,
a glowing glance that did not last.
Of reaching,
grasping,
lonely arms for war,
settle the score,
as time raced on and took,
Into the darkest depths,
swept,
by heartless vagrants,
vague,
obscured,
the sweeping salted creatures crave,
a beast unscathed,
as flashing by unheard.
It spreads its wings,
of inky black,
harking back to times of old,
untold,
gasping calls,
desperate falls,
to madness, scratch and scriv,
each hopless pall of silk and mother's milk of pearl,
unfurled.
Like fangs that stretched forth alone,
and so atoned,
for eyes that did not live,
they lied,
and cried,
wept for lives now swept,
into the past,
a glowing glance that did not last.
Of reaching,
grasping,
lonely arms for war,
settle the score,
as time raced on and took,
Part 1: The Basics
What is your full name? Noface, it's the name most know me by. Only I know my true name, and Noface is appropriate in both my constant hiding of my face, and in my anonymity in this world.
Where and when were you born? I was born after the apocalypse in the middle of a wasteland. I think my parents were very poor, I remember living in some old ruins.
Who are/were your parents? (Know their names, occupations, personalities, etc.) I can't remember much about them, mostly that my mother reminded me of vanilla, sweet and beautiful, while my father was like cinnamon, warm and gentle, yet strong.
Do you have any siblings? Wha
Name: Noface
Name Meaning: Real Name Unknown
Age: 19
Birth date: November 12th
Gender: Female
Occupation: Destruction of the Sins and Virtues
Species: Nymph; Homo Sapien
Abilities: Minor glamour.
Strength: 4
Speed: 1
Charm: 3
Intellect: 3
X-Factor: Swordplay; 5+
Sexual Orientation: Unknown
Lover: None
Blood Type: AB-
Nationality: Swedish, Romanian, Fey.
Height: 5'11' ft
Weight: 180 lbs
Hair: Black; To the small of her back.
Eyes: Emerald green
Appearance: Pale, really fine angular features, high check bones, etc. from her fey heritage. She always carries a giant greatsword strapped to her back, made of enough heavy metal
Crawl laddie, and fear what ye do nay understand. Scream lassie, and fight when et reaches for yer hand. Cower young'n, and shake at th' touch of ets breath. Savor yer life, for et comes, and names etself death.
Current Residence: Earth deviantWEAR sizing preference: THIIIIISSSSSSS big Favourite genre of music: ska, dark jazz, bubblegoth Favourite style of art: hyper-realism, manga, dark/macabre Operating System: MAC!!! MP3 player of choice: one that makes sounds Shell of choice: pure macedonian silver cast from the melted down cross of the catholic church. Wallpaper of choice: blood. i need the blood. have to keep it wet. it starts coming through when the wall dries. Skin of choice: white and pure as alabaster Favourite cartoon character: Alucard, Hei, Lucy, Mandy, Marceline Personal Quote: i tost chanadh againn, sa dorchadas Shine againn, agus gan ach i bás dhéanaimid ardú.
Favourite Visual Artist
Rimfrost, Cirelo, Clair Morgan
Favourite Movies
1408, silent hill, v for vendetta
Favourite TV Shows
doctor who, adventure time, family guy
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Charlotte Martin, Exis†race, Reel Big Fish
Favourite Books
the hogfather
Favourite Writers
terry pratchet, douglas adams, Edgar allen poe, Stephan King, John Ringo
She's gone for good now, and all I have left is an aching pit in my stomach, like someone punched me in the gut..... I don't understand..... We always flirted, we had a sexual relationship, we cared so much about each other...... but she acted like it was impossible for her to see me in a romantic light....... I just don't understand...... I'm so lost right now...... I don't know what to do anymore......... I'm sick of losing everyone I care about........ I'm sick of living like this........ I'm just....... sick of living........
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Hey guys, I know I haven't been active for a long time, but believe it or not, the account's not dead. I've drawn a lot of cool stuff, but simply had no real way to upload it. Now however, I'm learning how to use 3D modeling software, so I'll be making new stuff that I can actually post ^^ I'm having a lot of fun so far, and I seem to be picking it up quickly, so be sure to tell me what you think, or if you have any advice on making improvements. I think all also start taking requests for specific characters, creatures, and whatever comes to mind. They're free for now, but if I get good at this I might start doing commissions ^^ So yeh, hope
Hey brother from another mother. Thanks for the favorite. You know, you should post your art more often on deviantart so that I can comment and fave. Color in your Halloween costume concept!
Use a camera. That's what I do then I edit it with gimp. Or go to the library. Or perhaps the next time you come over I can ask my father-in-law if I can use his scanner so we can put your art on a flash drive.