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Sometimes it's very hard to think
When the world comes down so hard
Sometimes it pushes you to the brink
Leaving you spent, hurt and scarred
Sometimes the mind lets you go
Thus revealing something new
Sometimes the mind does not know
That everything is right on cue
Sometimes we look to find a friend
Who magically lifts the weight
Sometimes we find the time to mend
Breaking the listless state
When the world comes down so hard
Sometimes it pushes you to the brink
Leaving you spent, hurt and scarred
Sometimes the mind lets you go
Thus revealing something new
Sometimes the mind does not know
That everything is right on cue
Sometimes we look to find a friend
Who magically lifts the weight
Sometimes we find the time to mend
Breaking the listless state
Literature
Suicide
Mom I love you
Don't blame it on yourself
Dad forgive me
I couldn't ask for help
Sis don't hate me
For leaving you alone
Take my picture
Off the table by the phone
It never belonged there anyway
This happy family was broken
Long before I left it anyway
I don't expect you to understand
Just why it was that I couldn't stay
I know you can't hear me
But I'm writing this for you
It is my last punk song
Telling you my life is through
It's okay to hate me
Just don't miss me when I'm gone
Cuz I don't deserve it
When I have done so much wrong
I never belonged here anyway
This happy family was broken
Long before I left it anyway
Literature
Suicide
I wish you happiness
As I point the gun at my head
As I tighten my finger over the trigger
I wish you love
As I shed my last tears
As I think my last thoughts
I wish you peace
As I feel my heart beat quicken
As I feel the chaos still around me
I wish you hope
As I see my dreams shatter
As I feel the despair of my heart
I wish you life
As I give in to my pain
As I greet death
Literature
short poems
Unheard
My soul trembles as I speak
Pleading for acknowledgement
Strong words, full of meaning
Completely unheard.
Eyes
Gate way to the soul,
So they say,
I dont believe.
People these days
Could care less.
Alone
Awake to the morn with no greeting,
Nor at night not a sweet dream.
Breakfast, nonexistent,
Lunch, mask wearing,
Dinner, listening.
When the day is done
Sleep by thy self;
Only dreams and loneliness to keep company.
Heart
Pieces fall off,
As the years pass by.
Bruises fade,
As time continues.
Scars reopen and close,
When I think of you.
Better this way
Its better this way,
Thats what I
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really nice, easy to read, flows nicely and has a nice message, one i definitely can identify with, a really soulful piece of work.
sorry its taken me this long to put a comment up.
sorry its taken me this long to put a comment up.