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Happiness- an inner monologue
Go ahead- put the pen to the paper and let it all out. Fears, frustrations, passions, and worries. Let the words melt away your feelings.
Come what may...
Happiness is something that people search their entire life for and some who cannot find it or who have been let down by it end their search and their lives early.
Some believe that it is love that we yearn for, but it is happiness that drives us.
While happiness contributes to love, love may also come with many other emotions or agendas.
According to Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs, we all must earn, gain and keep things, titles, feelings, and people in our lives to reach the point of self actualization.. to be complete... to be happy. He knew that happiness wasn't unconditional- that it had to be reached for and worked for.
For some, happiness is easy- like when we were younger, playing in a sprinkler in the back yard until the sun went down simply made us happy.
As we got older and expectations were placed upon us- happiness seemed ju
Wanting something you can't have
Losing something you never had
Risking everything you have
Worth that much
Nature's IntentAm I a horrible person
Wanting the touch,
The thrill of being wanted;
It's what drives us all
Claim to be sane
Go ahead, lie to yourself.
Twist the words and make them as far
From the truth as possible.
A sweet scented fantasy
Is nothing more.
Until you take it
To the next step-
Crossing the line-
Pushing the limits as far as they'll go.
Breaking the rules;
Yet breaking the rules is exactly what nature
Had in mind.
RavenousI wipe down the foggy glass- drops of water fall from the path of my hand. I begin to see myself- my wet hair and damp skin. I remove my towel and stare at my reflection- pointing out the many flaws of my body- imperfections only seen by me. A daily routine amounting to a lifestyle choice.
My tiny stomach growls as I deny it much needed sustenance and instead force in a few more crunches.
I bruise easily now- I cover up the harmless marks as best as I can while tanning my pale skin to prepare for the summer.
My yellowing, brittle nails are painted with vibrant colors- the colors I wish I felt everyday.
I brush my damp hair out and notice more bald spots. A little side part fixes that inconvenience quickly. Blow dry and straighten my dyed tendrils to cover up my puffy cheeks and slap on the perfect shade of lipstick to counter my yellowing teeth that I brush five times a day.
My clothes are baggy and nothing fits- not my fault they make so few things in my decreasing size. Belts, tank t
Another Bad Breath Morning.
My Messy Hair Again. I Wake
Up With My Attitude And Bitch
About My Skin. I prepare To
Apply My Mask To Cover And
Conceal. Shut Up! Just be Beautiful.
Fight To Appeal, Slip on that cute
Shirt, Damn! It's too tight. squeeze
Into those skinny jeans That zipper
Sure puts up a fight. Comfort or style,
Flats or heels, Put on that sunscreen
Girl, It's never sexy to peel. Lip stick
And mascara, Hair dye and french nails.
The Pursuit of perfection and all that
I have Become A Slave to Sex Appeal.
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