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Her favorite color :iconravendaniels:RavenDANIELS 79 25 March 14 2017 :iconleothefox:leothefox 24 8 A Dream of Loss :iconoffermoord:offermoord 134 16 end me :iconeostet:Eostet 97 21
Literature
acropolis
living girl, do not
build an armory out of
incisors & fractured femurs
do not seek
to fit this throne of bones; do not
shrink into the framework of this citadel
feral girl, feral heart,
we can scoff at those who want to live forever
(immortality is fickle)
but we
are more than
lost baby-teeth
& we
have words to give
yet
:iconcounting-vertebrae:counting-vertebrae
:iconcounting-vertebrae:counting-vertebrae 43 13
Literature
Paper mache mask
Speaking softly to myself
In shock and manic disbelief
Of the ever present corners
That I drive myself into
Around me there is nothing
Only the pallor of my shaking form
Reflected in the mirrored walls
Of the confinements in my head
Time and time again
I struggle in futility
Shrouding thought and blurring lines
A cataract of the minds eye
Leaving pieces of myself
Breadcrumbs along the floor
Twisting through this mental maze
To find my way back again
:iconSuicide-On-A-Stick:Suicide-On-A-Stick
:iconsuicide-on-a-stick:Suicide-On-A-Stick 17 8
dissociation :iconagnes-cecile:agnes-cecile 1,721 90
Literature
dissociation
i have entered a tunnel,
archways and curled walls
of the clash of unwanted bodies,
fingers in my throat
aching to summon blood,
and palpitations.
i hear nothing.
trapped in the fence of my head,
i am thinking in scattered seeds to plot
in further regions, safer than
they can be now.
i am thinking loudly
about amorphous concepts and rhetoric,
the wavy distortions of my body,
the undulations of my skin,
the black vignette of my vision.
i am gulliver in lilliput,
enormous comparative to my surroundings;
the world is tailored to fit my body,
but nothing else.
i am dissociated,
i am a sliver of the moon
untethered-
at best, i am a petal in the breeze;
at worst, i am nothing at all.
:iconohsostarryeyed:ohsostarryeyed
:iconohsostarryeyed:ohsostarryeyed 36 18
Literature
dissociate
this body does not betray/ the identity of its possessor
it is no fault of mine/ that i'm leaning on the marble
handrails of its temple
staring at cracked ceiling and weeds/
in the terrestrial scuffle
this mind does not betray/ the identity of its wearer
scooped from the bottom of the chalice/ dark spots shaved off
celestial ganache/ adresses itself to you
on an equal footing
and you believe/ it's me
:iconghostinafog:ghostinafog
:iconghostinafog:ghostinafog 20 6
Literature
Dissociative
I wake and stare into the blackness of myself
hands searching in the darkness
staring into the space where my face must be.
Every breath is an echo of myself from far away
and the fear seeps into the back of my head,
a mindless panic.
My body is alien.
A living thing without a heartbeat or a soul.
And the touch of my skin frightens me -
it's cold and strange in the dark.
I can feel my flesh disappearing into itself;
a soft, slow collapse, like quicksand
and it makes me violently sick.
Ragged breaths sink into my veins, to sleep.
and I feel so peaceful, so ready for death.
Tears no longer fall under the hollow of the moon,
I sit still.
Restless words move under my skull
and fall into decay.
:iconRosary0fSighs:Rosary0fSighs
:iconrosary0fsighs:Rosary0fSighs 28 11
Forgotten Fairytales :iconzemotion:zemotion 82,032 6,689
Literature
Within
Crooked
I walk, limping
Skewed
Perspective twisting to fit,
Visions of the world,
Of people and Myself,
Through broken Oak leaves
That hide shadows,
Smiles and intentions
And how I wish I understood
What it means,
Feels like,
To Live,to Love,
With a full heart
Unafraid and unashamed
:iconEremitik:Eremitik
:iconeremitik:Eremitik 70 56
lines hold the memories :iconagnes-cecile:agnes-cecile 10,755 562
Literature
i have time to be a skeleton (lightheaded)
i am all white noise -
an amnesiac,
melancholic,
ipecac gums &
the grey matter in between
my ears is cotton, tulle, &
vile, vile boy,
i wish i could spit out
teeth
in the place of
words & emetics
but
dead birds detach my
skull from my throat, split
my brain steam in two
:iconcounting-vertebrae:counting-vertebrae
:iconcounting-vertebrae:counting-vertebrae 64 13
Literature
cynical: arsenical
splinter-thorn boy,
it will all start to
d i s i n t e  g   r    a     t     e
beneath you
you are
the least beautiful way to unravel -
all maggot-rot, no
split-thread, no
ribbon-torn boy
an architect of
self-abuse;
a god of
ru(i)n(n)ing
[away] &
no:
there is nothing holy about you
:iconcounting-vertebrae:counting-vertebrae
:iconcounting-vertebrae:counting-vertebrae 106 22
[WHEN WE WERE MUD] :icontechnochrist:Technochrist 73 5

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Sometimes
I forget where I am
The room dances around me
And flickers
Water pours over the edges of the
Walls and into the floor tiles
Like watercolors
Blur
 blur
blur
Until it's all one
Muddy color

Sometimes
I forget who I am
Someone coughs out a name
Is it mine?
My limbs are tingling
My body becomes a puppet
 my brain can't remember
How to
 master

Sometimes
I forget the people
Around me
I know who you are
But I forget why I know
You
Why
You
Mean anything to
me
You're a ghost wearing a
Body

Some times
Some times
Until
Some times
Becomes
All the times
To watch yourself
From above
Gradually become nothing
At all

And everything
That once had meaning

Slowly


Dis s o l   v    e     s
Dandelion
All my wishes have blown

              away

[But one] I close
 my eyes
And hail my hope on
the wind
All I wish for is
my friend

Dandelion
Your seeds never
sprout
My dream stays
 buried
in my sleep
 So I hold my head
 under the dirt
Wishing always
hurts

Fields of yellow
 weeds
 Lying about
what it is
 you mean
[I mean]

I need this
 placebo promise
That you can
cast something      away
Season after
 season
And it'll come          back

It'll come     back
It'll come      back
You'll come

You

  will.
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:iconeremitik:
Eremitik Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2017
And, I love your screen name, btw.
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:icongargoylespit:
GargoyleSpit Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2017  New Deviant Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you :)
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:iconeremitik:
Eremitik Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2017
Hi Kamrie
Thank you so much for collecting Within. I am glad you liked it and welcome to dA!
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:icongargoylespit:
GargoyleSpit Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2017  New Deviant Hobbyist General Artist
Hey Eremitik,
For sure, thank you for checking out my page! I'm excited to get started on here.
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:iconeremitik:
Eremitik Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2017
Is drawing your main artistic focus?
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:icongargoylespit:
GargoyleSpit Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2017  New Deviant Hobbyist General Artist
Yes, but I also take photos and write a lot of poetry so I may or may not submit those in the future.
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