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he was a
wish
unfulfilled,
gone
before she could
learn the truth
of him
yet, still
he lingers
within her heart,
a dream
untested
that will not
die
wish
unfulfilled,
gone
before she could
learn the truth
of him
yet, still
he lingers
within her heart,
a dream
untested
that will not
die
Literature
losing.
i.
my eyes are hollow.
happiness is hiding from me,
silence is stalking, suffocating.
how do i smile?
ii.
the roads are too long, too
slippery. it's too easy to get lost.
and i have no map.
could someone be my map?
please?
iii.
'you haven't lost
until you've given up,'
they remind me.
'don't give up.'
iv.
sometimes i wonder -
what if i already have given up?
have i lost, then?
v.
stop asking me to breathe, please.
stop asking me to live.
stop asking me to be happy.
i don't want to.
vi.
if God could see me now,
what would He think of me?
[it can't be good.]
vii.
sunshine hurts my eyes.
the only cage i'm in is one
Literature
Broken Wings
it's off the cuff
never enough
love
that you're stuck with
(a silent symphony
concluded)
bump a simple melody
an epiphany
eluded
lust's precious sting
(and everything
included)
it's time's broken wing
wined + dined
minus
finding out
finding faith
and finding yourself (unsuited)
grave emotional stains
bloated out chains
carried around my neck
fear did soon
abort me (trifling)
but
it's not
the weight
what
worries me
Literature
The Forgotten Room
01/07/09
I could be the smiles in your eyes,
The laughter to make a thousand words to paint that perfect picture...
And still barely complete.
I could be those tears in your eyes,
Gently warm...
Caressing the anger of a love incomplete.
But maybe I am just that reflection,
Of a simple mind,
With enough love just for you.
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