Pyro-Addict

Passion is the root of great art

6 Watchers73 Deviations

4.7K

Pageviews

Latest Deviations

See all

Dancing for the Maestro by Pyro-Addict, literature

Literature

Dancing for the Maestro

We dance to the pitch of her voice Egg shells shattering as we pick up rhythm, Frantic steps dodge barbed laced words. Deftly she plucks our heart strings Using guilt and fear and pain as instruments. She beats a heavy tempo with pots and pans Leaving our legs dumb and shaking. None can keep up as the crescendo approaches Her temper snapping like old, worn strings. As she exits left, we reset the stage Resuming our places for when the maestro returns.

Okay? by Pyro-Addict, literature

Literature

Okay?

It's time now, to sing out Tell you how How you make Make me feel What's the phrase? Live In My House I'll Be Your Shelter. If that aint love then I don’t know what is. Why don't we break the rules already? I was never one to believe the hype. My fear is fading fast Been saving it all for you, 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow. You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be And I don't wanna go home right now. Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood Miss 'No way, it's all good' It didn't slow me down. I haven't met a locked door yet That I couldn't beat. In a world where no one, no one understands It's good to finally find someone

Julie's Nightmares by Pyro-Addict, literature

Literature

Julie's Nightmares

Julie, oh Julie, why did you believe them? When they told you, you could control your nightmares You shouldn't have given it a second thought. But later that night you did, and you told him to leave. He didn't did he, Julie? No, he just reached for you And all you could do was scream. Julie, you should’ve of trusted your instinct. What do they know of your nightmares? You knew they were wrong deep down all along Yet you try each night to prove them right. With bruises and scratches to meet the morning's daylight, Proving all your nightmares more than just a figment. Your father always told you there were no monsters in your closet. I

Little Deeper by Pyro-Addict, literature

Literature

Little Deeper

Little Deeper *Self-harm/cutting trigger warning* Kat slowly grasped the small, worn pocket knife from her bedside table. As she slowly brought the gleaming edge closer to the soft skin on her thigh. Her hand shook slightly and she let out an impatient breath and forced her hand steady. This was going to be different then when she had used the sharp tweezers to leave a multitude of scratches on her arms. It was going to hurt more and last longer. She could feel her heart pounding with anticipation, or was it panic, as the tip of the gleaming blade pressed into her leg. She stopped breathing as her eyes focused on the shock of red against th

See All

Featured Gallery

See all

Dancing for the Maestro by Pyro-Addict, literature

Literature

Dancing for the Maestro

Okay? by Pyro-Addict, literature

Literature

Okay?

LGBT Quiz About Yourself by Pyro-Addict, literature

Literature

LGBT Quiz About Yourself

LGBT Quiz about Yourself **if the questions are too personal, feel free to skip them. ** Pt. 1 1. How long have you known you are part of the LGBT community? About two years now, but I always kind of knew. 2. Was it a struggle (emotionally) for you at the beginning? With out a doubt, I was terrified of my parent's reaction if they found out. I also had a large struggle with my relationship with God. In the end though my parents still love me and I'm closer to God then ever before. 3. How did you start to discover your sexuality? (Example, thoughts, feelings…ex) It just clicked for me one night. I was worried about my sexuality a

Green Fairy by Pyro-Addict, literature

Short Scrap Poem 1 by Pyro-Addict, literature

Different: An LGBTQ poem by Pyro-Addict, literature

Literature

Different: An LGBTQ poem

Different, since when did it become a synonym For wrong, bad, and sick Is it like a mental switch Is it it an itch to scratch, or just a twisted whim This hate inside of you Has no sense or rhyme Have you seen the harm you do It's truly a hideous crime Your words tear into innocent hearts Like your knife though bruised flesh When I saw your work, my breath caught And I knew I would be next I clenched my teeth and raised my head But it didn't stop the coming pain They say stand up, they'll give up That's a lie, I know they won't until I'm dead I'm the girl abused for her love of another woman My father didn't understand why I

Watchers 6

Salvador1234

WolfByte0

AHLinkin

Kismet-Infrared

Hyper-Otter

Jujutsu

Watching 13

Stjepan-Sejic

sigeel

CAPTAIN-CAPSLOCK-PHD

TicklishSocks

clover-comics

Culpeo-Fox

luna143

Salvador1234

WolfByte0

AHLinkin

REBELComx

Jujutsu

Hyper-Otter

About Pyro-Addict

See all

Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Apr 25

United States
Deviant for 13 years
He / Him

Badges

Favourite Movies

I Can't Think Straight, Torch Song Trilogy, and Beauty and the Beast

Favourite TV Shows

Good Eats, Bones, Smallville

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Marianas Trench, Pink, and so many more

Favourite Books

Branded Ann, Grimm Fairytales, and The Bloody Jack Series

Favourite Writers

Rudyard Kipling and Robert Frost

Favourite Games

Fable, Mortal Kombat, along with The Sims

Favourite Gaming Platform

Xbox 360 and PC

Tools of the Trade

Pentax K-x and a wild imagination

Other Interests

Photography, poetry, and reading

Posts

See all

Pyro-Addict

Sep 12, 2013

Blogging

0 min read

Well I started a blog to help my keep up a steady pace of writing. If anyone is interested it can be found here-->http://one-page-a-time.blogspot.com/ not much yet I plane to post daily.

Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In

Pyro-Addict

Dec 16, 2011

Blood Clot

0 min read

Well for the last month or so I haven't been able to really do anything thanks to horrible sharp pains in my head. Which eventually also included constant pressure in my head, vertigo, and nausea. It got to the point I couldn't do anything because of the pain. Which I will freely confess to having a high pain threshold, but the pressure was a 7 on my scale of 1-10 and and the sharp pains were 11s and 12s. It was bad. I willingly went to the hospital (that doesn't happen) it was so bad, but as soon as the Doctor saw I had been to the hospital 9 times this year he decide that it was all in my head and that I was doing this for attention. It;s l

Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In

Pyro-Addict

Nov 22, 2011

A laugh

0 min read

An engineering professor is treating her husband, a loan officer, to dinner for finally giving in to her pleas to shave off the scraggly beard he grew on vacation.  His favorite restaurant is a casual place where they both feel comfortable in slacks and cotton/polyester-blend golf shirts.  But, as always, she wears the gold and pearl pendant he gave her the day her divorce decree was final.  They're laughing over their menus because they know he always ends up diving into a giant plate of ribs but she won't be talked into anything more fattening than shrimp.      Quiz:  How many biblical prohibitions are they violating?  Well, wives are sup