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Please forgive meIm sorry
Now there was that promise
We made so long ago
Im just feel so cold
I just have go.
Please forgive me
My hands were tied
I wanted to stay alive for you
But I couldnt stand another day
So I must bid you good-bye.
I thought about you for every second before
As I toke the knife and locked the door
Im sure youll find a friend better then me
Our friendship only ever hurt you
This will be good for you, youll see.
Believe the note I left you
Its in a place only you could find
Please dont do anything stupid
This all ends with me.
Dont shed a tear
Tonight this shall finally end
The knife is already cut my artery
Theres no hope from here
This is done
Now just please forgive me.
Four wallsCurled up in the corner the child cries
The tears they fall
On the fresh wounds
As the blood slowly starts to rise
Surround by a vial of pitch black
He pulls back the trigger but relief he does not find
The bullet why did it refuse to fly
Is it a greater powers will?
That he survives
Or is it just their continual joke
To refuse him the satisfaction of that he would gain if he died.
He lowers the gun to see what was the delay
To his happiness for his last day
He lowers the barrel and hits it hard against his leg
He hears a click and throws his head back
Up against his head the gun shall arise
And with the only joy he has felt in ages
He squeezes the trigger
And the bullet flies
Through his skull is enters and leaves
A trail of relief follows
As the boy falls
And the darkness retreats
And there he is splattered oh all four walls.
AerosolIt has been a day and a half since the crash, and I have found a cabin. In some ways, this is a relief. I don’t know if I could face another night on the mountain without shelter. Outside, a fire does no good: the heat simply travels upwards. However, this place also raises some difficult questions. I estimate that I’ve put eight miles between myself and the crash site. I don’t know if this will be enough. It Saving...
occurs to me that I don’t really know anything.
The survival manual recommends staying with the plane. It explains that this affords the best chance of rescue. It explains that the wreckage offers warmth and shade. It explains that seventy percent of pilots who stay are located within three days, while seventy percent of those who leave are
Stuck The car sputtered and shook as it came to an almost silent stop. The engine had gone silent as the horn beeped loudly through the dark night. The orange gas light blinked mockingly at the woman behind the wheel. It was making fun of her; she knew it was making fun of her. Grabbing the black cellular phone on the passenger seat, she looked at it with full intention of calling somebody to come help her.
“Oh, what the hell?!”
The “no service” sign was mocking her at the same exact time. The horn beeped loudly as she slammed her head against it once again. The day was out to get her in general. She had arrived at all her classes late, and her son was sick with the flu. The babysitter was able to watch him as she went to her late night classes. Giving a heavy sigh, she lifted her head off the wheel to look out the window. Drops of water pooled on the windshield as rain started to fall in a pitter-patter pattern. She didn’t quite understand the message th
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