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Jun 2016 · 558
The devil was once an angel
Deana Knight Jun 2016
i knew who you were
and i knew of your name

i know what you do
and i knew of your game.

and knowing all of this and what you've become,
why did i give in so easily to the devil himself,
who smiled like and angel?
Jun 2016 · 2.9k
Don't Let Me Down
Deana Knight Jun 2016
**** I look like chasing after some ***.
Especially when he stirs with my emotions and makes my insides hum.
I knew what to expect,
Yet I still let you in.
Let you hold me like I was some type of special pen.
Use me like the cash that you never needed.
And it was then,
That i realised I needed you more than anything.
Blinded by desire you inspire and no matter the damage you cause i still longed for you.

That's why now I look stupid still chasing after you.
You crave things that add no value to your life. Never allow desire to poison your sight.
Dec 2015 · 378
Amel
Deana Knight Dec 2015
Sometimes I feel as if I'm in a race with my own thoughts.
Instead of me beating them,
they continuosly beat me.

And turn my habits into addicts.
Leaving me speechless.

Now its hard for me to form my thoughts into sentences,
And my emotions into thoughts.
*How exactly do I decipher my thoughts into a language that I can translate?
Dec 2015 · 263
Overload
Deana Knight Dec 2015
Stop thinking you've got me figured out.
You will forever be left confused.
Dec 2015 · 2.2k
Sensation is Real
Deana Knight Dec 2015
I don't need no **** man,
But I do need you.

I don't want no **** body,
But I do want you.
Your heavenly lips and the taste of your skin, and
The actual feel of the sensation becoming real.

As the rapture in my stomach continues to expand,
I can hear your **** *** voice taunting me, teasing me, got me thinking the sensation is real.

But it's only a dream,
And he says dreams come true.
So its only a matter of time before you do come through.

We'll be put to the test of being drugged with feels,
And determine whether the sensation its real.

--D.K.
I had heard a song and it was exactly how I was feeling ... sooo that's what made this poem in all honesty.
Dec 2015 · 536
Craving
Deana Knight Dec 2015
He said he will not talk to me,
Unless I talk first.
But I don't wanna seem like one of those girls hungry with thirst.

Skin so fine,
Smile so bright.
Long endless days and sleepless nights.

How the **** could you walk pass me like you didn't see me standing here.
No head lights but a headless deer.
I hate when boys talk to you one minute then want to be invisible the next. Confusing indeed.
Dec 2015 · 1.0k
Mending My Unstable Mind
Deana Knight Dec 2015
An unstable mind.
Why is it so hard to find peace?
Because you have an unstable mind.
If you aren't stable then peace will be the last thing you'll find.

Wish my heart could flow,
Like sleds on snow, but it can't because I am unstable.

Take another look at that broken heart you hold. You tossed it to just about anyone in hopes that they'd catch it and not let you down, but you were surprised when your hopes where flipped upside down and that made you unstable.

See your thoughts is a way for your mind to breath, to live; to speak. And when your your unstable and your speaking, so is your mind.

That's what makes you unstable.

But remember, that if you think no one cares, please note that I do.
Because you are me and I am you.
So throw away your unstable mind and and take mines, while im mending your broken heart and your unstable mind.

— The End —