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jealousy used to write me love letters that were sweet and lonely
during the winter, she talked about presents and joyful carols
by autumn she'd move on to the colorful leaves and tinted orange skies
in a way, i could tell she was being considerate of me
she respected my selfishness and reminded me when i needed comfort
she knew about my sensitivity so she wrote to me in gentle tones
my stubbornness, however, only ever saw helping hands as suicide
that's why i've been secretly stealing her words
to make sure i would have something to say
in fear that if i remained too silent, i too would be buried in the snow
but while I hid behind my scrip
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Fallen
When I was little, I held my hands up
and there was always a bigger pair
there to pick me up, raise me up
Dark and cold both accumulate near the ground
but I had found
a path to heaven, now forgotten
as the earth turns 'round;
So overcome by confusion, how...?
I can't cast my demons out
one devil still pulls me down
off the earth and off my gentle cloud
I lay upon the ground,
bloodied, broken, beaten down
and lament my fate, silenced now
He recalls his immoralities as if
they were someone else's little slips
and though his words have scarred me
much deeper than any knife or whip
he parades through town, a man, a god
going on about life as
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Feel
Sand beneath your feet
You walk but do not see
Hide between the trees
Feeling nothing but the cool breeze
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