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I want you so badly,
I need you now more than ever.
Every step i take seems to be in the wrong direction.
Everything you thought i was, is breaking apart.
What i have become is losing us.
My heart turns to ice and my bloodthickens.
My heart longs for the thing that can never be.
Cant you see that your destroying me.
My heart is happy for u but it also longs for u.
I want to fade into the darkeness.
I want it all to go away.
What i have become is me.
I want you now.
I want you in the future.
I want you for all eternity.
I want you now.
To hold you close.
Till it all ends.
I need you now more than ever.
Every step i take seems to be in the wrong direction.
Everything you thought i was, is breaking apart.
What i have become is losing us.
My heart turns to ice and my bloodthickens.
My heart longs for the thing that can never be.
Cant you see that your destroying me.
My heart is happy for u but it also longs for u.
I want to fade into the darkeness.
I want it all to go away.
What i have become is me.
I want you now.
I want you in the future.
I want you for all eternity.
I want you now.
To hold you close.
Till it all ends.
Literature
dream within a dream tornpages
hide away with me
in a dream
within a dream
of precious times
countless moments
gauzy
weightless
peaceful
moments
where i
don't end
and you don't
begin
we are seamless
unified
solitary
just simply one
tomorrow is
nonexistant
because of today
and our
dream
within a dream
hide away
with me.
Literature
judgeMENTAL
to soothe his torment
you chemically experiment
do you see the human
at all?
he offers them god
they smile, and they nod
and increase his dosage
again.
why must the cure kill?
is it really as simple
as one little pill?
or two
or three
(buy four, get one more
for free!)
pharmaceutical engineering
to prevent what they're fearing
to medicate your emotions and
forget those foolish notions
you cannot be
and you cannot see
god, except in a church
anywhere else, it would besmirch
our very way of life!
take your meds
become complac
Literature
Umbilical Cord
...SADNESS. Sadness is the sweeter deeper feeling and it tastes like licorice.
To share with you my deep-felt sorrow is the sweetest sin of all...
The churchbell rang at 4 am: bong bong bong. I calmly let my head
rest on the sweat soaked pillow, staring at the ceiling - my eyes still
burning from the sleep I did not get the night before.
Oh Lord, oh Lord, why me, why here - the cello plays a monotone
rhythm in an empty room - why do thee punish me?
The noise subsided surrendering space - for more...for more of
the same but stronger, bigger more colorful like clouds yield sky after
a thunderstorm. The pain grew in me.
My breath be
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Very beautiful, and so profound