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Time slips away,
Like some sort of sand,
Its colours fade between,
The forming gaps in my hand...
The clock ticks on,
And I just have to glance,
At the shadow behind me,
To know I don't have a chance...
I turn to face it,
"My soul?" I ask,
and the shadow nods,
And moves on past...
It takes me to the rooftops,
To see from the sky,
To see everyone I have hurt,
And have made to cry...
"But, why?"
I ask, with sadness in my tone,
He turns to look into my heart,
And shatters every bone...
Like some sort of sand,
Its colours fade between,
The forming gaps in my hand...
The clock ticks on,
And I just have to glance,
At the shadow behind me,
To know I don't have a chance...
I turn to face it,
"My soul?" I ask,
and the shadow nods,
And moves on past...
It takes me to the rooftops,
To see from the sky,
To see everyone I have hurt,
And have made to cry...
"But, why?"
I ask, with sadness in my tone,
He turns to look into my heart,
And shatters every bone...
Literature
cuts
Cuts
Another torn spirit
Another broken heart
Another life without a meaning
Another angel left apart
Another story left unwritten
Another page that's left unturned
Another day that is left waiting
Another bridge that you have burned
Another lie that you will tell
Another nightmare in the dark
Another trap that you will sell
Another hate-filled mark
Another person gone
Means just another scar
Another place you don't belong
Another blade dug in too far
Another story told in vain
Another thing to miss
Another quality you're told to gain
Another hope for bliss
Another stab into your back
Another friend is gone
Another bloo
Literature
Who Are You?
"Who are you?" they ask
I am me
I am the little girl you see crying
I am the one who walks alone
I am the orphan who runs from the truth
I am the teen who ignores her peers
I am me
I am the one who says "please help me" and gets ignored
I am the girl no one likes
I am the one who goes against everyone else's "right"
I am the sad girl that can't stop the pain she feels
I am me
I am the one who asks you "Who are you?"
Literature
Hypocrisy
You said
I could become anything
I wanted to be.
You said
that you would love me
no matter what
unmentionable acts I committed.
You said
I should do whatever makes me happy.
You lied.
You preached
acceptance,
but where is it now?
Hiding in your dust-covered Bible?
You promised support,
and yet you cringe
at my decisions.
You raised me,
but you have no faith
in the person you created.
Too many secrets
woven together
with threads of mistrust
divide us now.
No amount of disclosure
could undo
these years of deception
and hypocrisy.
I'm not going to go to Church
just because you said so.
I'm not going to hide the
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