A Daring ProposalYou talk as though you know meContradictory55
as though you know what I am
when I am alone.
I don't see how you ever could.
You're shaking your head like I'm lying
but I'm not.
I know you.
I know you're afraid of loneliness,
afraid you'll find out you're less than what you think you are,
afraid to find out that you're normal,
that one day you will lose your ability to laugh
because some days it feels like, like, depression isn't just an exaggeration
of the sadness you feel when you're... alone.
Hey, don't cry, don't turn away from me-
HOW? How can I look at you?
No, don't touch me!
Who gave you the right?
You have no RIGHT to look at me like that,
Like what? Like I love you?
Like I desire you?
Like I find you incredibly attractive,
even when your nose is leaking.
Why? Why are you- why are you the one?
The one who makes me smile even when I'm crying,
why can you look at me and see ME?
And don't give me that bullshit about how you 'love' me.
Care is to show the best kind of
Love that exists, the
Attachment between two people
Realized in their actions, this love is
Ideal and not a dream, when you are somebody's
Safety net, a saviour and the
Saved, a reciprocation without
Ambivalence nor apathy but the best kinds of emotion.
this is you, lover, care-giver
still looking for someone to give your love to
receive love in return,
this is for you, friend, still searching for one day you will find.
This day is for you.
completionWhen you are doneContradictory55
when the last thread is knotted
the last word is written and
the last sound has reverberated
its final note throughout the air
there is a sense of
finality and loss
Because when you are done
all you see is completion
and you are set free
from the compulsion to complete
to endure until the end
set gently from a fantasy
back into bleak reality
the passion has poured until empty
and if it feels like nothing is left
Blink when you are done
see it in its wholeness and entirety
and then turn and look beyond
for more than just one
there are many
and each possibility
is a new road to be
Death is Only a BeginningDeath is only a beginningContradictory55
for those still living
the ones left behind
are the ones who need
the funeral and the body
like a physical reminder
of the existence of one
who was so special.
perhaps memories will fade
yet still he's left reminders
in the words left behind
his emotion, his proof
his footprint on the world
may steadily fade
when he has gone away
but we will still be here
where he once was
and we will be the reminders
of the impact
a single person can have on the world
composed of individuals connected
by him and his life
he has touched us
left a mark
and we will keep this mark
until we join him.
I don't often do journalsbut when I do it's 'cause I've been tagged XDContradictory55
This time by the effervescent :iconstarlightshoals:
1. How did you join dA?
My friend talked about it and I wanted somewhere to write down my thoughts (poems, ideas, etc)
2. What does your username have to do with you?
I love contradictions. Oxymorons, paradoxes, things that make you question things. And I realized that while humanity is full of contradictions, it's also got no contradictions.
3. What is your current avatar of?
Some cat from a picture my sister has on our old computer ^^
4. How many watchers do you have, and how many do you watch?
O______o I have 112 watchers and watch 143
5. Do you have more than one account?
6. Name three of your favorite deviants on dA.
Oh shit. Uhm.
7. What deviant(s) do you admire because of their personality?
8. How many deviants do you actually know
a single stroke
A picture taken-
A photograph created-
The lines amalgamated-
then diverge and curve.
The start is the image
existing in nature
out of nature
in the minds of people
with something to say
without a voice.
One thousand words and more
caught up in lines more than symbols
there are meanings and then
there is the meaning of meaning
and how do you capture
something that is itself?
holds the definition of abstraction
despite its meaning it is
meaningless only if
the viewer cannot see
A voice is unneeded
only if words can be expressed
in something more indelible than action.