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she never understood
his restless heart,
only that
she loved him
(had she known
when he left
to leave the doors
unlocked
he would have
always
returned)
his restless heart,
only that
she loved him
(had she known
when he left
to leave the doors
unlocked
he would have
always
returned)
Literature
confession flavored
we made love long-distance
and not-quite-leaving
an art form
my forlorn reflection
and her quiet
storm flickering
freezing
a frame
all unfocused
we've been
hushed and
soft spoken
bits wed to
pieces in piles
of broken
parts
(between
miles
and memory)
see
his story
makes
the most
of
history
while hers
prefers
to masquerade
as mystery
and no intention's
path
is what
it appears
to be
truth is
I'm no
angel
she just
scares
the
hell
out of me
Literature
Holding On
Sometimes...I feel,
It's so hard to live today
Thoughts, emotions, wasted dreams,
Just seem to get in the way
And I catch myself thinking,
Do I have the strength
To face each day?
Sometimes I think too much...
I'm wondering, wandering,
Falling so far away
And yet I'm holding on,
To everyone, and everything,
That makes me who I am
Life is about living,
And never giving in
And when it seems that,
I am all alone,
Life is about...holding on
Sometimes...my words,
Just pour from me,
And I can't quench the flood
And it seems that no matter,
How much I write or say,
I just can't do enough
So I hold on to my words,
Because th
Literature
and you and you and you
what's trying to spill out of me
is all this emptiness
all this
peculiar nothing
someday
you too
will be swallowed
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