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Skiertown ShowdownEver since Sherrif Walters was murdered, Skiertown's been circling the drain.
Folks 'round here, they're stubborn as mules. No matter how bad things get,
The townspeople ignore the situation,
Grasping frantically to the comfort of hopeful delusions,
Or repressing the looming truth with a landslide of denial.
But me, I see what's really happening to Skiertown.
Decay is imminent;
Corruption swept in on a cold wind that day;
Since then, Skiertown's just a fool's paradise.
A town full of the condemned
Marching numbly towards the end.
Last night I had that dream again; the one where I'm running impossibly fast.
I was faster than anything and everything.
My manifestation was fluid, free and everchanging; just an unimportant variable.
A man; a wolf; the wind; a horse; a cloud of smoke; shifting from one to the next.
I noticed that I was a composition of darkness. I was the lonely, cold black that sulks behind the shining stars; I was a darkness that light could not touch.
The ghosts of minutes yet to come grew in me like doomed children; I raced further and further into the future. I was too fast to exist within phantom moments already lived in reverse.
Perfect grass stretched ahead towards a crashing and impossibly distant horizon. It was the edge of the world, where I could jump down, down, down to a distant star.
I was fixed on that horizon. I wanted to run forever; never growing old or sleeping or thinking. I couldn't be oppressed, chained, suppressed, muffled, manipulated, or used. Even ancient, proud Gr
I Never Learned to SwimI feel like life is like the ocean, and I was thrown in without ever being taught how to swim. I've been fighting the waves for years and years, every day a battle to stay afloat. I'm so very tired, and I know I can't make it. I just want to let go; let the ocean pull me down and finally just be done. At peace beneath the waves. I can't keep treading for much longer, and nobody's around to throw me a rope. I am so very close to surrender; so very close to freedom from the trial known as life. But until my muscles fail, I will keep trying, and hoping against all hope that somehow I make it to shore.
Desert DreamsDesert dreams filled up with rain,
Drifting out of my drugged brain.
Dazed, I look around the train,
Dark red cargo we'd sustained!
Ballroom dancers' bodies lain,
Dead as dust and done with pain.
Done ignoring all the stains,
Such deep dark red makes me insane.
Now decide, do I refrain?
Or call out to them by name?
Should I try to stop this train?
I see the white wings of a crane.
Darkly I divide the chains,
Thus departing with disdain.
The End of ThingsIf there was a way to be certain
If I only could be sure that this wasn't the end of us;
That this cataclysm was only the beginning of our love
I would walk on past the end of things with you
Holding hands with you, with the knife pressed against my neck
And we would never look back at the ashes of the world we left behind
So fucking cuteI'll go anywhere with you!
It doesn't matter what we do.
What matters is that I'm with you.
So why pretend it isn't true?
Its like my mind is stuck on you.
I close my eyes, but you're tattooed
On my brain; I dream of you.
I hope that I'm on your mind too!
Do you feel it like I do?
One and one, so why not two?
Say I'm yours and you're mine, too.
But only say it if you're sure its true.
If not my heart would break in two.
I wish you could see yourself through
My eyes, 'cause from my point of view,
You'd see your beauty, clear and true.
Maybe you'd be mine if you knew
Exactly how much I love you.
GhostNot a single fingerprint was left behind.
It was the perfect crime.
They never saw it coming; nor did they see me go.
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