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Driving into the Storm
  it is 4:48, and there is no horizon.
there is no light,
and there is no sun
today.
There is the blacked-out sky,
looming over our town
like an overlord
upon us.
And we drive
into
the storm.
Despite the pelting
we recieve
despite the threats
the roars
the anger
our overlord thrusts at us
we drive,
still forward.
past the broken down trucks
and the headlights
from the opposite direction
they are all similar,
they are all
escaping.
But we are not heroes
for driving into this beast
we are not soldiers
we are just...
    going home.
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Literature
A Past Home
My home
is located far from us.
It's been atleast ten years past
since someone else sought refuge
in my past
it was this house,
in the rural neighborhood
with my dogs broken cage
(of which I helped create)
and apple trees
littering the backyard
With overgrown weeds.
It is not anything but my childhood.
this house
in which the 7'o clock cartoons
were good
and the Christmas'
had meaning.
And now that I've been severed
from the naive
joyous
and most of all-
happy
side of me,
I ask you, new inhabitants
            What's it like to live in my childhood?
For I long to reunite.
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Literature
New language
       Goodbyes
           
             are hard to follow
    and when we said
           
               farewell
   I felt as though I had learned
              a new language
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Literature
The lie of time
  Time does not heal
       all wounds
  our gashes
  are left with scars
  in rememberance
  of our snare.
  Time does not heal
       all wounds
  we cannot heal
  from the loss of a loved one
  We can remember them in mind
  but it is never enough.
  Time cannot heal
      any wounds at all
  you have never had pain
  nor a wound
  if you have not lost
      a friend.
  time
    can not justify
  our sorrow
     true wounds.
  
   because,
  
   time only heals
   the wounds
   that do not matter.
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Literature
We walked in
     she left
  
  without leaving rent
     
     and gave her son
  
  to his father in Ohio
      we walked in
           a house
    with the bathtub full
     
    the T.V still on
         in a house of Ghosts
          
         
    
  
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Literature
Newborn
             we brush off
            
                    the grains of dirt
          
               small parasites
            
           on the newborn
        
                his little heart
                 
                      hiccups
            
        a fragile shell
                 and we feel pity
             
              for this poor infant
  
       as being a soul
               
              that never stood
                     its purpose.
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Literature
Are we really alive?
     Can you honestly say your living your life?  Supposedly "laws" are "The condition of social order and justice created by adherence to such a system: a breakdown of law and CIVILIZED behavior."  But have you ever thought...That this "Civilized Behavior" is letting you LIVE life to it's fullest?
    I often wonder; how much better and fulfilled lives of the 1900's were. When people seemed to drop out of highschool; struggled finding jobs, but most deffinatly had more FREEDOM and RIGHTS than this time era now.  In the 1960's people could go to a bar, get drunk, get into a dirty fight-  And not come home for the night. What happens now? You go to a bar, get a beer, finish it, and your declined of having anything else. Get in a fight-  Go to jail for the night-  Get a record with the cops-  Come home in the morning-  Get divoriced by your wife.
   
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Literature
An Article
I never noticed the impact he made on me, my father. He seemed alone. Like noone wanted to be with him, not even me. I admit, he always seemed like he wanted to be near me, like I'm the last thing he could hold onto. So I pushed away. "Chris, I had no idea you liked apple butter! I like it too!" phrases like that would just..push me away. We were magnets, he would draw near- I would negate his action...Maybe I shouldn't have fought to get away as much as I should have...Maybe if I accepted him into my shell, he wouldn't have overdosed. Maybe if I didn't act as though I hated him entirely, he wouldn't have died. This is just an article.
  I'm that set of Christmas tree lights that you bought last year, tangled up in myself...lights dying off each year, until I'm completely dead. If my father hadn't have died I probably wouldn't be lost right now. When he died my reaction was "Yeah..well..It was going to happen." My mother said once I get older that I'd wish he was still here,
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Literature
Strong
Grim face,
Hidden under a grey mask.
         
         Unnoticed,
         Even when her parents walk by.
         
                      
                      She's untouched,
                      Remaining a virgin,
Something hideous,
That people only tell in ghost stories,
                     
                        But she still laughs,
                           She still smiles,
                     And she'll blush if you look her way,
   
     She hasn't forgotten...
That she's still a person.
            
                Even if everyone else has.
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Literature
Headstrong
Stop it
Let your troubles leave.
Drown
Dissappear
Run away from life.
Hide
Trip in your shadows...
Fade in your mind...
You're unwanted...
But you're still here...?
Why?
         ~Because what you say can't overcome me...
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Literature
Weeping rain.
Eversince I hurt you, the rains been weeping tears.
And everytime I see you, the rain gets less clear.
If I can't save you now will the rain continue to fall?
Or if you see me drown from Its flood, will it cease a stop at all?
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EatMourCarpet
Mr. Mime
United States
Current Residence: Virginia
Favourite genre of music: Rock/Indie
Operating System: Stoneage Technology
MP3 player of choice: Ipod
Shell of choice: Soft taco
Favourite cartoon character: Tom [The Fox and the Hound]
Personal Quote: "Stop fucking around with my dA account =(" [You know who you are -.-]
Interests
  • Listening to: Message in a Bottle- The Police
  • Reading: My journal
  • Watching: Computer screen
  • Playing: Try-to-eat-dinner-and-type
  • Eating: Cheese raviolli
  • Drinking: My drool
   I just got my first job!

  As a busboy at The Bedford Social Club,

  This really gourmet restraunt downtown.

  




  I'm scared ;_;

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:icongreenchucks:
Greenchucks Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2011
you are old. but at least youre not me. I'm almost 21 and i still look 14 :|
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JujuMonkee Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2009  Student Interface Designer
Hey. this person wrote something about you in their blog.. CLICK HERE
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:icongreenchucks:
Greenchucks Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2007
shwa??! chris hailey is reading poetry to public now? what's next? selling your genitalia on e bay??

sadly yes
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thecletus Featured By Owner Jun 3, 2007
Look, I made a new freind.

yay
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salshep Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2007
Thankyou very much for watching & faving, very appreciated! :)
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Shmivv Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2007
Thankyou for the favourite!!
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