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a Lonesome Roadi am walking on a lonesome road
the only road i can walk, and only i have ever known
don't know where it goes or if it ends
i walk this road that feels more like a personal hell to me
its full of empty paths
i walk the empty lonely road all day and all night
when all is asleep i run the road in the dead of night
i walk alone on the road
waiting for the cross paths
where me and my princess can walk together
on a road that will be perfect
but for know i walk this lonesome road
with nothing to keep me company
not yet at least nor for a while
i wish to run on the other side
the perfect road with my own princess
im on a line
being pushed off by my mind
on a line on the edge of the road
pushed back onto the road by my mind
reading my own mind
its scary that this feels alright
check my heart
beating for the future and a hopeful end of this road
though i may still be alive
doesn't feel like i am
16 years still don't know where it goes
hope it ends so
such a empty life
walk alone through the ro
Trotting Love Profile
Name: Trotting Love
Species: Unicorn Pony
Cutie Mark: Love Heart
Occupation(s): Works at the Spa
Likes: Making friends, talking, gossiping and working
Dislikes: unfriendly ponies, being alone
Personality: Trotting Love is a nice, kind and friendly pony who lives in ponyville, she is a really friendly mare who loves to make friends no matter who or what the possible friend is, she likes to help out anypony in trouble and is willing to stop what she is doing just to make somepony feel better
History: Trotting Love was born and raised in Ponyville, she went to Ponyville school and met her friends there she then after school got a job at the Spa in ponyville with the twins and her own house near the center of town that is near her job, they are various rumors spread Trotting love the 2 most common being that she gives more than just love to ponies and that she is not really her parents daughter
Random Mane Profile
Name: Random Mane
Species: Earth Pony
Cutie Mark: Yellow Balloon
Likes: fun, being random, being hyper, sweets, food
Personality: Random Mane is a fun, energetic, random pony who seems to have no pattern and no sense to what he does or what he'll do next, he doesn't seem to dislike everything and either likes or is neutral to everything ever, he is usually seen doing almost everything or eating nothing but sweet sugary treats, maybe how he gets all his energy
History: Random Mane was born a only child in a small family in ponyville who went to school their too, he wasn't really random at young age, he seemed to grow into it, they are many rumors around his randomness the most popular being his randomness was multiplied by 1000 by Discord and its effects were never reversed by the elements, now he has is own house in ponyville and is still unemployed and somehow lives but some unknown means
Lightning Strike Profile
Name: Lightning Strike
Species: Unicorn Pony
Cutie Mark: Thunder Cloud
Occupation(s): electrical control
Likes: Bad Weather, music, parties
Dislikes: being a father, being quiet
Personality: Lightning Strike is a music loving, loose unicorn who just wants to go party and have fun, he is currently tied down with 4 small new born foals of his own, which are a result of his loose parting personality which leaves him trying to learn responsibility for the all the foals sake
History: Lightning Strike was born much like his foals were born by accident into a family of partiers who already had 2 kids, after spending his first few years in neglect before being sent to School in Ponyville, where he met all his friends, after school he quickly found a job which uses his special talent, Electricity, to where he found great oppertunities to get promoted and did, but unfortunately got a mare pregnant at a party and got the 4 foals to raise himself
Kitty Kare Profile
Name: Kitty Kare
Species: Earth Pony
Cutie Mark: Cat Face
Occupation(s): A Vet in a small firm
Likes: peace and quiet, Animals, Foals
Dislikes: noise, social interaction
Personality: Kitty Kare is a quiet Collected Mare who can be brutally honest sometimes but knows that honesty is the best thing to do in most scenarios, she can often be seen watching birds in the park or relaxing away from noise often, sometimes foalsits and cares for foals in her time
History: Kitty Kare was born into a small poverty stricken family in Manehatten, they had not much food nor money and were forced out of Manehatten and took up residence in a small tenement in Fillydelphia before being moved out to another Tenement in Ponyville which they stayed in for a few years and sent Kitty Kare to School from there which led to bulling against Kitty Kare for it, after school she became a vet which brought in a lot more money than her parents jobs which was able to get herself a house in ponyvil
Gaming Hooves Profile
Name: Gaming Hooves
Species: Earth Pony
Cutie Mark: Gameboy
Occupation(s): works as a electrician and fixies small machines
Likes: gaming, electronics, fixing stuff, wires of all kinds
Dislikes: traditional work and labour, being treat like a foal, not having less than a day alone per week
Personality: Gaming Hooves is a outgoing Stallion that loves to game and build/fix electrics, he thinks everything through completely, he is usually happy pony that spends most of his time huddled up in his den making stuff that really serves no practical or important purpose but more of a fun or time wasting device designed to entertain ponies not to do much else, he usually argues that his machines are important even though he knows they are not
History: Gaming Hooves was born into a Large family with 3 sisters and grew up in a rather large farm outside of ponyville, will at ponyville school he started to learn about machines for the first time and grew massively interested an
Cyan Blur Profile
Name: Cyan Blur
Species: Earth Pony
Cutie Mark: 3 Arrows
Occupation(s): working a stall in the market, training to be a track runner
Likes: Running, Foals, sweets, food, doing energetic things
Dislikes: being forced into work, sleeping, standing still
Personality: Cyan Blur is a hyper and energetic pony, shes a rather arrogant but kind hearted pony, she never really thinks anything through properly and makes bad choices, she usually just relies on other ponies to tell her if she is wrong or not, she also is known to make a mess and break everything a lot
History: Cyan Blur was born in Fillydelphia but moved to Ponyville as a foal, she grew up in Ponyville where she did everything running, she made her friends in the school too as well as the first to get their cutie mark out of the group, after School she got a small job working a stand in the market selling some foods to the ponies while still training to become a track runner, she also was the first to accept Blue
run fucker runplease teach me how to lie
i see you only get better
another lie passes you lips
spreads like wildfire
mobs jump to their feet
you better run, fucker, run
the guy you lied about never had a chance
just run, fucker, run
he was a nice guy too
you just take people out daily
shooting lies like bullets
innocents drop like flies
you know im the only one who knows its you
you said i was peaceful to the point of indulgence
its the only truth that has ever passed your lips
you rely on my rules to save your ass
because 'a good man has so many rules'
good men don't need rules
but this isn't the time to discus why i have so many
i may be young, but im too old to give mercy
you have one chance and this is it
stop these fucking lies
and tell the truth
you are nothing without me
ill slowdown because i know you can't keep up
both our gifts maybe both our curses
but it is no excuse to cause so much harm
ever since i left
you've been lying all day
this is the same shit i left for
i took a seat and watch
its a Prisonmy mind is a shell of its former self
it used to be such a happy little place
where i could escape all my troubles
now its just a prison that i built myself
its my prison
sometimes the prison's door opens
and i can walk out of this prison
but i can't
the prison is all i know now
its a sad truth
it is a unbearable truth
i would do anything to leave the prison
but i ignore all the exits and all the doors
and sit in the dark corner of my prison
haunted by the past and tormented by the future
i have nothing outside of the prison
i have only memories inside
no form of comfort
no sort of happiness
all on my own inside
maybe one day ill be free and soar so high in the sky
until then ill sit here in my dark, damp, corner
all i can do is hope
I am a RainbowI can be Red...
Angry and dangerous,
those emotions very contagious.
I can be Orange...
I can be so happy and alive,
it will catch you by surprise.
I can be Yellow...
A cheerful bundle of energy,
needing attention from you to me.
I can be Green...
So full of envy and greed,
emotions I do not need.
I can be Blue...
I have loyatly, faith, and trust,
give me those if you must.
I can be Indigo...
Depressed and tears rolling down my face,
wanting nothing more than a comforting embrace.
I can be Purple...
A confusing mystery,
I'll leave you guessing for my history.
I can be Pink...
Giving out gentle love,
my love being bigger than the stars above.
I can be White...
Innocent and pure of heart,
a little girl side I've had from the start.
I can be Silver...
Having soothing wisdom,
giving you a cl
partingon the horizon
the final, fleeting chimes of summer
dangle above my head,
dancing into the late afternoon
your notes in my ear
whisper the release of grief,
and i strum our memories
in time with the sun's rays
a yearning lingers at the feet
of my heart
as i pluck at its strings
with a blistered finger
a departure breaks my lips;
and the taste of words on my tongue
and your breath in my head
mutter a quiet farewell
You hold my heart in your hand you hold my hands you make me feel
tightly together completely safe
warmly packed secure always
and friendly and homely
don't let my hand go
back into dark
I love you
What am I?I don't think I'm human because when I go to school tomorrow and see the kid I call my best friend everything will fal apart and I will walk away with my last words being 'ok'
I don't think I'm human because I can't cry anymore.
I don't think I'm human because if Annie does kill herself I won't die because I simply just can't anymore.
I don't think I'm human because I feel like a monster inside.
It's unfairIt's unfair
It's wrong, disgusting, and just unacceptable! Why is each and everyone of the grand master got their chance to shine in each and every game while the first enemies of the game was left alone and been killed by the fake hero who's diagnosed with Anti-social personality disorder. It's unfair and unforgivable! Being use was a road kills, and horrible things and not being treated with respect like others. Let these species be part of the game and not being use as killing enemies, they have families, friends, hopes and dreams and they share the same pain as many other species in this world. Let these species be part of the game. Let the Goombas be part of the Mario games.
My IllnessMy invisible illness, you don’t see it at first
But 5 years ago I had an unquenchable thirst
I became quite tired and then stick thin
The hospital said there was a problem within
My body stopped working they don’t really know why
Now it’s all blood tests doctors and insulin supplies
The professionals and nurses are all very kind
But none of them understand how you’re confined
I know I should be grateful and others have it worse
But this is my life and this is my curse
I hope one day maybe they might find a cure
But there are no promises and they don’t know for sure
So each day I get up with extra things on my mind
An extra burden that the universe assigned
And although I get through it, it fills me with fear
That without my meds I wouldn’t be here
What happend to your will?What happened to your will?
To fight against it must be mad?
But our emotions can make us glad.
It feels good just for that moment.
But the aftermath has left us broken.
Why do we follow this master?
Is it cause it gets us to our road faster?
To go against it is a struggle indeed...
Just to follow our own creed.
It not our fault...
Our will was not strong enough.
Then whose fault is it?
Or are we not made of finer stuff?
Fox and WolfA lonely wolf was lost one day
He had no one with whom to play
He happened upon a small box
Inside he saw a cute fox
They became friends very fast
Friendship which would always last
Sadness for the wolf she did mend
Sadly happiness would end
One day wolf was chasing birds
Something strange then he had heard
Fox had found herself a friend
Was this really now the end
Tail tucked down he did leave
Alone again wolf did grieve
To sad to walk to sad to eat
Wolf had accepted his defeat
Alone in his cave for many days
Wolf just sat... wolf just stays
One morn he heard something anew
It was a fox, not one he knew
It was his old friends new mate
Good news he had to relate
While Fox was now with him true
She did say she missed wolf too
After a while wolf did stand
A proud wolf again a true man
He went to see his old friend
Tear of joy shed in the end
She was glad he was back
The three had formed a new pack
But the time was getting late
Wolf also need to find a mate
One day he found such a girl
Best Laid Planswhy is it my best plains fail?
i laid them so well
its like a book of fails
why is it only me?
look at what has happened
everything has failed
i just need to bail
this crazy train that is headed for fail
my best laid plans have failed
why is it my plans go a rye?
from mice to men what is up with them?
they stare and taunt and laugh
unknowing of the pain they cause
i need to get away
but i cannot leave myself
what has happened to you?
you said you would be there
you never were there
you lied through your teeth
im going no where in life
and i know i shall fall
i will not stop trying
but it is hard to continue
i should and lie down and wait
for all to end
what has happen?
what will happen?
i guess it was just meant be
even if it wasn't just
its just not fair
why is it i failed?
i was so close
i could touch the sky
and hear the birds
and smell smell the close
now im in a gutter
touching rat shit
and smelling compost
why does have to be this way?
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