37 Recent Deviations
Will There Be A Change?I wonder if it weren't just my brown skinWill There Be A Change? by Freestyle56
And my large coils of hair
With the way I talk and such
Would I still be different from you?
I wonder if I had pale skin
And blue eyes
With manageable hair
Would I be an equal to you?
If my lips weren't so big
If my hair not so thick
If my slim figure didn't hold so many curves
Would you look at me with acceptance?
I wonder what would you think
When I tell you we are the same on the inside
An that the content of my soul
Is much more valuable than my dark skin?
I wonder why you look at me with such disgust?
It scares me to look into your eyes
Filled with generations of disdain and ignorance
Because I know it will never change
HomesickWhen I look at the night skyHomesick by Freestyle56
I noticed it resembles your eyes
Dark and mysterious, holding things
That are revealed through time
The heat that sears my skin
Isn't as comforting as your body heat
That gently cradles me through the day
And consumes me during the night
The wind that passes
Brushing my skin
Makes me think of your voice
Soft and constant in my ears
I'm a thousand miles from your face
But I can't get it out of my head for a second
I'm An IdiotTwo steps forward might as well be five steps backI'm An Idiot by Freestyle56
That's how it feels whenever you come back around
Pulling me in to this tiresome cycle
We walk around, nearly forgetting each other's faces
That's how hard and how long we ignore one another
Yet we secretly still hold things in our minds
The way we feel in one another's arms
The certain heat we need in our bellies
Is how we're back at it like fools
It can only last a second though
Cause giving you my heart a second time is out of the question
And there's no more room in your heart for me anymore
There's a mutual agreement that it's over
We slip away and we're on opposite sides of a bridge
The dumbasses we are we'll never burn it down
I'm My Own Worst EnemyThis girl is the solitary freakI'm My Own Worst Enemy by Freestyle56
Always quick to be the lone wolf
Aloof to others
But quite the wreck behind closed doors
This girl is skinny
She's a walking stick that eats like an obese trucker
She wishes for the curves
Staring at others with envious eyes
This girl is so sensitive
At the drop of a hat she's in tears
Her tears and sobs her solution
To every single thing
This girl is so greedy
She can't even enjoy what she has
Always thinking of things that could be better
She can be so materialistic
The girl honestly thinks too much
She's never in the moment
Always analyzing every little thing
She's such a pain with all her outcomes and possibilities
I know this girl very well
I see her in the mirror everyday and I can't stand looking at her
The Fourth Of JulyThe Fourth of JulyThe Fourth Of July by homeboy8221
It was hot July afternoon, as Isis and Charge were preparing the tent for guest to come over. They invited them to BBQ and to watch fireworks. They had the perfect spot sense the pier they lived under was celebrating the fourth of July.
Isis (I can’t believe you invited so many people here.)
Charge (Hey I can’t help if I’m a popular guy.)
Isis (Well Mr. Popular come help me clean this tent.)
Charge (O now I’m allowed in there.)
Isis (Just shut up and help.)
Charge sighed and helped clean the tent.
As they clean the first guest as arrived there first guest arrives. Her name was Starna. She had black hair, a white shirt and blue jeans. She looked lost as she was holding the invitation in her hand. She looks to see that Charge and Isis are cleaning.
Starna: Umm hi guys
She said nervously
Charge: Hey you’re here early
Starna: Hey I had to get out of my house; my mother is just going crazy for what you did.
Charge: What did I do?
A Dog DayA Dog DayA Dog Day by homeboy8221
It was a cold dark night as four twenty something men were riding a red Ford F-150 pickup truck. These men names were James Smith, Josh Gunner, Andrew Gates and Kenny Stewart. They were all wanted for several robberies and murder across the city. There last break in resulted in the murder of 82 year old Melissa Stanford. They took her property which included a four year old beagle and her 8 puppies, which were just a week old. They were two separate cages. The men started noticing that they were stopping at a pier.
Kenny: So why are we here?
James: It’s simple; we are going to have some fun and toss these puppies into the ocean.
The rest started to laugh until they realized that James wasn’t laughing.
Kenny: Wow umm you weren’t kidding.
James: No I wasn’t.
Andrew: Wait why not just sell them to people or something and make more money.
James: Because I want to see them struggle against the ocean current as there little paws struggle to bring
AscensionI simply sat on the floor, encased in too many clothes for the heat and gravity in such a tiny room. Letting the oppressive forces win, I stripped myself of all the restrictive articles, slowly and precisely. I folded them into a neat little pile and placed them in the opposite corner from where I sat, all without getting up. I turned my knife over and over in my hands. The pressure built from somewhere beneath my bones. The burning ache gnawed through me as electric jolts shot deep within the confines of my skin. I was going under. Do or die. I understood. I made my choice.Ascension by X3beyondthesunx3
I held the knife in my left hand, my better hand, and took the gleaming blade to my opposite wrist. I dug into the pressure, feeling a slight release as the skin gave way. Only slight. I watched my steady hand move up my arm, removing a lengthy strip of skin from wrist to shoulder. Blood oozed calmly, then trickled out, as a flesh-wound only could. The scrap of pale skin fell,
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