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my hands are all that break my fall. you're never there when I trip, or stumble
but rather when I'm stable and still. but trying to impress you, to make you smile
is more work than one would think. it makes me fall more and more.
I feel like to make you happy is harder than making myself happy.
x
grief is such a strong emotion, one I have felt one too many times. but is it possible
to grieve for the person standing right beside you, who is breathing,
moving,
living
x
numbers have never been my thing, or my specialty. you believe we are one big
math equation, that no one has figured out yet. but decimals and exponents and
fractions build walls around me and the outcome is already set.
positive,
or
negative?
or maybe simply
zero.
x
some complain about being sleep deprived, well what if I'm dream deprived.
you are the only thing that comes to me at night. you are always waiting,
watching in the dark for your chance to cling to my spine. I feel your presence
within my vertebrae and it stings like those needles you used to shove in my chest.
it's not at all unpleasant, it's familiar like home.
but it's not really you, it's the monster
I have brought to life from your ashes.
x
broomsticks and potions will never set you free. I know that now after I threw
away the only key. but I will smile at your funeral, because you told me to once.
I never listened until now. I will smile but only a little; no one will notice it hidden
beneath so many layers.
x
meaningless words and phrases bind me to my paper.
vines of emotion I have yet to feel. thorns have stabbed me along the way,
and blood stained my heart.
my message may not always be simple, but your words will always haunt me.
"actions speak louder than words."
but rather when I'm stable and still. but trying to impress you, to make you smile
is more work than one would think. it makes me fall more and more.
I feel like to make you happy is harder than making myself happy.
x
grief is such a strong emotion, one I have felt one too many times. but is it possible
to grieve for the person standing right beside you, who is breathing,
moving,
living
x
numbers have never been my thing, or my specialty. you believe we are one big
math equation, that no one has figured out yet. but decimals and exponents and
fractions build walls around me and the outcome is already set.
positive,
or
negative?
or maybe simply
zero.
x
some complain about being sleep deprived, well what if I'm dream deprived.
you are the only thing that comes to me at night. you are always waiting,
watching in the dark for your chance to cling to my spine. I feel your presence
within my vertebrae and it stings like those needles you used to shove in my chest.
it's not at all unpleasant, it's familiar like home.
but it's not really you, it's the monster
I have brought to life from your ashes.
x
broomsticks and potions will never set you free. I know that now after I threw
away the only key. but I will smile at your funeral, because you told me to once.
I never listened until now. I will smile but only a little; no one will notice it hidden
beneath so many layers.
x
meaningless words and phrases bind me to my paper.
vines of emotion I have yet to feel. thorns have stabbed me along the way,
and blood stained my heart.
my message may not always be simple, but your words will always haunt me.
"actions speak louder than words."
Literature
Like this
Holding my ivory hips
like fragile wings,
you pull me in
with your bony embrace.
Outside the window,
dark branches cast shadows,
the gray sky making the
branches dance, dance.
Soft whispers
feel like butterflies
on my earlobe,
tiny soft feet tickling.
The tips of your hair
brush my face
and I oh so wish we could
just stay like this.
Literature
i can't hear you
i can’t hear you
anymore
and dear,
the atmosphere,
when thick with
the faces of the loved
and the hated,
never did bid
you a kind farewell.
what,
with all the blood
and irony,
was i supposed
to do?
i suddenly miss
the years we spent
together
and now i’ll drink
the memories
away.
-
you once told me
that when you hold
everything in
it takes a toll,
but i’m doing just
fine.
that’s a lie.
it’s hard
to imagine my future
without you in it,
even with all our ups
and downs.
Literature
Do Not Forget
Burning bright,
Like a fire's light.
The sun appears,
The moon whispers tears.
I raise my eyes,
And forget my lies.
The sun knows all,
I've no way to stall,
This law before,
I wait no more.
Heaven's judge awaits,
I must face my fates.
For in this hour,
I cannot cower.
Forgive my lies,
I apologize.
Forgive my sins.
I am done here,
I face the fear.
For my own hands,
they write new lands.
In my own mind,
I cannot find,
What I believe,
Now many grieve.
I say farewell,
I here have fell.
Into the wind,
I can't rescind.
My arms are spread,
My days are dead.
Good-bye my friend,
This is the end.
A new day will come,
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There are so many things I love about this, I don't think it would be possible to list them all. The word choice, the imagery, the metaphors, the formatting... I could go on forever about the writing. But more than anything I love the content. The message.
Simply stunning.
Simply stunning.