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I made a mistake, a grave one at best
I did something foolish, I failed the test
I can't stop thinking, what an idiot I am
I thought you were ready, instead you ran...
But you're not ready and it's fine,
I'll try to forget,
This error I made,
This irrepairable hit.
It'll take some time,
I'm not sure how long,
To heal myself,
But there's nothing wrong...
Maybe, eventually, hopefully you'll say yes,
But until that time I'll do my best.
I love you.
I did something foolish, I failed the test
I can't stop thinking, what an idiot I am
I thought you were ready, instead you ran...
But you're not ready and it's fine,
I'll try to forget,
This error I made,
This irrepairable hit.
It'll take some time,
I'm not sure how long,
To heal myself,
But there's nothing wrong...
Maybe, eventually, hopefully you'll say yes,
But until that time I'll do my best.
I love you.
Literature
Why?
Why do people kill and burn?
Why do kids smoke crack rather then learn?
Why is there forcible rape?
Why are people dumber than apes?
Why are there Nazis,Skinheads and racists?
Why do countries have high death lists?
Why is there so much poverty?
Why does mom waste grocery money on the lottery?
Why does the weak stay down rather than fly?
Why are my parents always getting high?
I'm teaching,not dissing.
So just keep listening.
Or else your shots will always be missing.
Why don't people hug instead of hit?
Why is my dad always having a fit?
Please,put down the weed.
Lock the guilty that have an innocent plea.
C'mon dad,put down
Literature
ALONE
No one can see the pain that we hide,
They're happy for us to keep it inside,
Our fear is our own; they don't want to know,
Why sould we involve them; why should it show.
You live your whole life in confusion and fear,
The need to feel something unbearably near,
Half of you living, Half of you gone,
And inside you know what your doing is wrong.
The thing's that can help, the thing's that may heal,
Are the flame or the blade and the sting of the steel,
The destruction of skin means the death of your soul,
But there's nowhere to run when your living alone.
Literature
No Pain
you see no mark upon my skin
you see no tear in my eye
you see no sign of pain
therefor I must not be in pain
I must not cry myself
to sleep at night
or wake up screaming
because of haunted dreams
I must not pull the blade
across my skin
and hope that one day
it drives in deeper
I must not fear the darkness
or shudder at the thought of silence
I must not hide myself from
life and prying eyes that
judge your worth as a person
upon the shine of your smile
you hear no gasp escape my mouth
you hear no horror tale from my past
you hear no words of pain
therefor I must not be in pain
I must not scream so loud it's silent
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So relatable. Thanks for sharing