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She's a rebel without a cause,
claiming her mothers suffocating care
to be the problem behind all of her troubles.
The congregation watches,
their steady eyes searching-
for anything less than perfection.
That's their favorite hobby,
right next to pinching the chubby cheeks
of newborn infants.
She goes out on Friday nights,
never making an appearance until Sunday morning.
She dresses in her best,
brushes her hair,
wiping away the tears
as her mother screams words
she no longer cares to hear.
Although, if you looked closely enough,
you would see the pain
threaded in her baby blue eyes,
wind storms willing alway all evidence.
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on the cusp
it is just that when i let go of you
when i let go
it's hard to remain that perfect without you.
--
the in-between of love, buds- so full of potential
our love is written in whispers on the pages
of a book which has not yet been opened.
--
that day, the sun had erased the last lines
of an unforgiving winter from my skin, i was renewed
olive skinned and feeling as if i had just fled the eternal
garden naked as i came- free, fallen.
--
the sky was dark;
nothing but the blood red smile of the moon
cut through the transient darkness of the night.
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breaking
My heart beats
like a sea
raging of a hurricane over me
My lungs burn
of the heat
by the rising thoughts that were killing me
and lives are thrown
and I’m fading in the breeze
and souls are blown
here I’m burning like a sheet
now all are gone
so spit all your love and hold me
__________________________
your heart feels
like a flame
burning so bad made the pain
your mind is a slipknot
giving me a grin or giving not
and lives are thrown
you have wrote me a fucking dot
now souls are blown
and I have spilled off all my blood
so all are gone
now I’m nodding with the clock
__________________
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forever and ever and ever
as in love with love and
life as i am,
i am struggling to accept that
good things can't last forever
and a touch
is simply
a touch, fleeting yet
so very beautiful & i'm so stuck
in my own (not so beautiful) brain
dreaming up things that i know
i don't even believe in,
but i want them
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eh, eh..whatcha think?
i like it. fast and simple.
it seems to flow nicely, right?
i think it does.
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Absolutely personal, and brilliant. I can totally relate.