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SOOOOOOO ... I decided to do a feature tonight instead, because I am probably going to be busy as eff tomorrow.
NOW, I bring you the feature of the greatest person in the world. This person is one of a kind, absolutely great, and takes pride in what they do. This person is just overall great, knows how to be themselves, and no matter what, sticks to their guns about what they have on their mind. They are way better than me, and I am glad to know that I know them. Who is this person, you ask?
... It's you.
NO, that isn't a typo. YOU are the greatest person I know. I mean seriously, I wouldn't have gotten anywhere on dA without friends and watchers and just people in general, so on Thanksgiving (or rather, Thanksgiving Eve), I would like to say I am thankful for everyone who takes the time to put up with my idiocy, insanity, and curiosity.
For this occasion, I will just slap 30 of my favorite pieces up here on my journal. If you have something up here, go ahead and be happy about it, but if you don't, don't feel bad. I still care, and am really happy that you take the time to look at my stuff, comment, watch, all that good stuff.
Now let's begin.
A Tale Of Sorrow By Msatsoshionce long ago, on an island shadowed by death.
there was a man with a heart so cold, you could see every breath.
over the water were towns that shined like silver and gold, though some of these towns seemed much too old.
the tale of this story is one filled with woe, not one of that like a juliet and romeo.
this tale is sad but filled with soul, and in your heart shall be left a giant great hole.
for soon this tale must end, and we will part once again my friend.
i shall wait till we meet once again, in a field of flowers.
under the red rain.
A Vacant SpaceThere's a vacancy,
it's in your eyes.
Just behind the cornea,
there's a space reserved.
I dissect them in my mind,
like eighth grade science class,
so many years ago.
My scalpel extends further,
slicing through tissue,
searching for the reservoir.
Where blurry vision mingles
with upside-down sketches,
etched into white walls,
of the only place you've ever known.
There's an emptiness,
right in your heart.
Beneath the right atrium,
there's an infinity.
I inspect it in my mind,
like a doctor with their stethoscope,
teaching me how to count the beats.
My thumb against your wrist,
taking a pulse,
searching for a heartbeat.
Where aching chests amalgamate,
of a heart already disintegrating,
fading with years of use.
There's a silence.
It's an overwhelming silence.
Holding us tight in it's embrace.
Never letting go.
Wheelchair Reversalstubbed, chubby fingers suffocate
everything they hold, squeezing onyx ink
onto snow white pagesforcing each
characterb e g the hardest letters to write.
blue lines running horizontal, space slowly
filling with shaky scrawl; aching to tell thousands
of storiesunable to do more than a
single letter [25 others: illegible scribbles].
oxygen mask strapped, siphoning
choking, raspy breaths into the open air
cast away by another
feet plastered to squares of metalblack cushions
stark contrasta single hand resting on the red joystick
whir whir whirbe-ep be-ep be-ep
ringing sounds: sure signs of wheelchair reversal
if only there was such a thing as life reversal
be-ep be-ep be-ep
what I wouldn't give
Longing for DirectionWhen I walked out,
I looked down the asfault road,
And found myself longing for the dirt.
I wanted to put on my jacket,
step onto the road,
and just start walking.
I wanted to go, and go, and go, and
Or at least not until I was done.
But instead, I turned to my chevy,
and drove on.
I drove the usual direction,
watching everyone in the traffic,
and my mind reeled.
I found that we,
We moved like worker ants,
everyone, everyone, going somewhere.
And that is what I'm facing,
in life, I will do the same thing habitually,
just like the little ants do.
And so will you.
Blue SicknessThis internal war has been around too long
Why did I have to be taken so young?
I know I've been wrong,
But I really fought it hard
I've used up all of my trump cards,
But it wasn't enough
To save my failing heart
This illness tore my life apart,
No matter how many treatments I got
Now as I'm starting to come undone
As soon as my life had begun
I never got to see the light of the sun,
I never heard the sound of children having their fun
Such a shame I never lived that long
I can't hear, nor can I see,
But how I long to be free
Dearest God, please take me away
To a beautiful place where I can run and play
Day by tiring day,
I had prayed for the miracle
That wouldn't come anyway
So here I wait,
Please take me away
To that endless and beautiful place
I knew I was tiny and very frail,
But I was fighting it everyday, refusing to fail
Sadly I am coming to you like a package in the mail,
Because even though I really fought it hard,
I've used up all of my trump cards,
But it wasn't enough
The story of a Hero
In the darkness that I follow
it feels like my life is only hollow
An empty shell, a broken hold on life
I am the product of high school strife
Never cool, never in the crowd
Never the one who is considered 'loud'
I have friends, but they don't care
I can never find them anywhere
I feel like I am destined for so much more
Like there is something greater in store
As if that could happen, I'm nothing they say
Just a nerd with no life, but hey
I can grasp this life, even though it's crap
Knowing one day I'll completely snap
Maybe they'll get what they deserve one day
No matter what, Karma always has her way
I know I'm nothing much but you will see
Even the greatest heroes start off like me
Staying for the Seasonyou were born
of a broken cradle
where no one taught you
how to breathe
you need the stars
like nourishment, but
they just don't feel
you live like a heart attack,
an insufferable shuddering,
a socially aware illness without
the will to pull through
it's a sad truth when we
look up in the mirror, and
only see ourselves-
but it's okay.
write it on the walls, it's
okay, you just need a
little more sleep.
(wake up. it's nearly
December and you're
A LoverA friend can care for you,
And also many others.
A family member can love you,
And also every one else with their blood line.
Will lover will love you,
And only you,
In that way,
Forever by your side,
In a way no other is.
To feel that touch,
To the soul,
To feel their love,
Only ever for you,
Envelope your soul,
Must be simply bliss.
The way i yearn,
For such an emotion,
To feel them around me,
In a way only meant for the one and only...
God i wish i could feel it!!
Rock on, my badass friends. I love you all, and hope that you guys will always stand beside me. I know I'm awkward, curious, and really overbearing at times, but it means so much to me that you would put up with it even for a second. Thanks to everyone who has made my time here great, and I promise to stick around for a good long run.
Corbin M. W., aka DemonisAOH.