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"How do I find someone to love?",
I asked myself one day;
Everyone I thought I loved
has thrown my heart away.
My conscience spoke to me and said,
"You'll see it in her eyes.
Despite how hard you'll try to hide,
she'll see through your disguise."
Another thing I've learned
is that you don't have to pretend;
even when I act myself,
she'll be there to the end.
Memories of battles fought
are burned into plain sight-
she kissed my scars and said to me
"It's gonna be alright."
Being open scares me so damn much-
exposed is how I feel;
But we're open to each other
and it's too perfect to be real.
My trust was on the table,
and I've left it there for good;
of all my friends who didn't care,
I found a girl who would
I asked myself one day;
Everyone I thought I loved
has thrown my heart away.
My conscience spoke to me and said,
"You'll see it in her eyes.
Despite how hard you'll try to hide,
she'll see through your disguise."
Another thing I've learned
is that you don't have to pretend;
even when I act myself,
she'll be there to the end.
Memories of battles fought
are burned into plain sight-
she kissed my scars and said to me
"It's gonna be alright."
Being open scares me so damn much-
exposed is how I feel;
But we're open to each other
and it's too perfect to be real.
My trust was on the table,
and I've left it there for good;
of all my friends who didn't care,
I found a girl who would
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Bullying (A Poem)
Kindergarden- 1st Grade:
They said that I was stupid,
And that I couldn't read.
That was the first time in my life,
That my heart started to bleed
2nd-3rd Grade:
They said my skin was dark,
And my religion wasn't good.
They destroyed me piece by piece,
And shattered me where I stood
4th Grade:
They said I was too fat,
I didn't have the perfect face.
I could not be fixed at all,
I was a broken case
7th-8th Grade:
They said I was a stalker,
And that I told lies.
That year truly was filled,
With dark, gloomy skies
Now:
I couldn't be more broken,
More sad in my life.
Everything hurts,
Like a sharp, cold knife
Am I really this wo
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nascent
i don’t remember the first breath of air
these lungs took in. i can’t recall
the way it burned through my body, leaving a
trail of embers and lightning and ozone and
life. i imagine i cried.
but since then i have learned that sometimes
to begin to exist you have to burn all the old out of you.
let me tell you, i have never hated you more than i did today.
and i have never understood you more either:
you are not a boy who is running from something
he finds he doesn’t believe in anymore.
you are a boy who is turning into a man much faster
than he ever imagined, who knows he has to leave
but doesn’t know how to do it
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When the Storm Hits
When the storm hits, it hits hard,
Bit by bit it breaks you apart,
One thing here, another there,
Things will never be like before,
It can't be when she's been taken away,
There will be no sun to bright this day,
The rain pours from the black sky,
As I'm forced to say my final good-bye,
When the storm hits, it slams down,
Burying you farther into the ground,
Slipping down into the rock-bottom pit,
There's no escaping this storm that hit,
Lightning strikes, injuring another,
Worries flood the mind for my father,
He'll survive, but the damage is done,
All I want is to be able to see the sun,
When the storm hits, it strangles the light,
Rippin
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Dedicated to my girlfriend Kayley.
The story of the girl who gave my heart repair;
despite the fact that I thought it would never be
The green like voltage in her eyes against the black of her hair;
the reassurance of her voice has set me free
The story of the girl who gave my heart repair;
despite the fact that I thought it would never be
The green like voltage in her eyes against the black of her hair;
the reassurance of her voice has set me free
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oh my goddd >.< THGCVTRG%TR this is so sweet :"D