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You Deserve Whatever You Get: Hornets' Nest"Why do you provoke them? Why slap the hornets' nest?", you said condescendingly.
I don't deserve to have places where I vent on the internet suddenly become the domain of others.
I don't deserve to now be afraid that some poorly written poem or crazy story I post on an art site, where I go for cathartic release, to fuel some sick retribution - by a gang of internet bullies who think other people's lives are theirs to play games with - against those I care about.
I don't deserve to fear for the safety of my partner and her child because of a comment - pointing out the limited view and/or hypocrisy of an authoritarian - that I made on an internet newspaper site.
I've done nothing to deserve having my life invaded and the personal information of those I love exposed to gods only know who.
I don't deserve to have my freedom to express myself stripped away like this.
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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