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“Center Stage”

         by: 1 5 s t i t c h e s




She sheds her clothes,
wearing her life
as if it's a story.
Ready to tell
whoever is listening.


With her arms at her |sides|
she looks out the window,
pretending she can
              
            Y.
      L
F

She sings a song
only she knows the words to.
A song that tells her
she is not alone.


Her body is small
and her frame is thin.
Patterns of scars,
wearing her transparent skin
d
o
w
n
like a worn sheet.
She sings louder,
telling herself
she is not a  g h o s t.


With her toes in the carpet,
she leans forward.
Her head out the window-
she pretends to see the world
for all it has to offer-
And not for all it's shown her
against her will.


With the smile of a child,
she slowly spreads her Wings,
as she takes a deep breath,
and LOUDER she sings.
Her voice
c      r       i      s
    a      r      e    
to the lonely trees through the night.
She sings a song that tells them
it was all worth the fight.

Exposed and beautiful
she sings even louder,
drowning out all the voices
that scream in her mind.
She leans forward,
a little closer -
kissing the wind,
in a silent g o o d  n i g h t.


A higher note
takes more effort             _________
and she stands on the --|windowsill|--,
holding her arms  w   i   d   e
as if she'll hold the world.


She sings as loud
as her body will allow,
showing everyone
just what she has to offer
though it's sacrificing herself.


She leans forward,
letting her voice
d
r
  o
    p
note by note and
word by word,
her eyes close.


Forward one more time,
she lets it all go
as her Wings unfold
and she starts to
       y.
    l
F

Spreading herself open,
her voice starts to fade,
turning into a whisper
while she silences
her moment of fame.


Her eyes betray her smile
as her looks betray her years.
Sad and beautiful
while she shines.
A star among a sky
of shrouded midnight,
watching the trees
as they wave their applause.


With her arms at her |sides|
she looks out the window,
pretending she has flown.
She sang a song
only she knows the words to.
A song that tells her
she is not alone.


She leans back,
a little farther -
kissing the wind,
in a silent g o o d  n i g h t.
She steps <--back--
from Center Stage
just to [exit]
stage right.
©2002-2009 ~15stitches
:icon15stitches:

Author's Comments

My brother was playing a guitar riff he made up and it deeply inspired me to write, so I did.

P.S. I fixed the damn structure. Don't know why I didn't notice it was messed up before. The "carries" wasn't spaced right so you couldn't even read the word before O.o

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:iconfatelessmirror:

*sings it to the riff, even deeper*

:iconseanpm:
Yah, me likes a lot. i like how it seems that she floats up into this bliss and the song is everything. Nothing else matters.

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“You can't always sit in your corner of the forest and wait for people to come to you... you have to go to them sometimes.”

-Winnie the Pooh
:iconbetween-balance:
fuck yes...
awesome work..


i liek the "feel" of this.. it just reminds me of.. feelings and stuff...

meh im tired

awesome work

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:iconpixalias:
not bad at all...tell your bro he has it together with writing as far as i'm concerned...very nice...great composition and feel to the whole bit...it flows very well between transitions (chorus)...excellent

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my bad, your bro with the guitar, you with the writing, failed to read the comment clearly...

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:iconrepus:
right on...
:) (Smile)

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writers bleed words...

freewill
over
fate...

...which do you choose (pick one)
:icondefourthson:
Very nice writing...it was kinda creepy for me, but i have wierd feelings so I guess that's good.
:iconpisschrist:
one of your best works caitlin.

emotional, deep, and well thought out.

my comments are cliche right now,
my mood sucks
:icondhk:
g'morning


this rocks... what kinda riff did you write to?? i cant imagine any! *bangs head on desk*


haha, the structure of it helped me to visualise the tones of the words!


boodoop bee boo

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