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Running and stumbling
Just to see you
Whining and crying
Hoping this isn't true
I throw open the door
I run with all of my might
Jumping over the chairs and trash
Then I see a terrible sight
You're lying on the ground
Your body, cold and lifeless
I can't believe it
I'm attacked by the darkness
I'm on my knees
Holding you close
I tell myself that this is a dream
That I'll wake up
But I don't
I wonder if this is the appropriate time
But I think I finally have the courage to ask,
"Have I found you, flightless bird?"
Just to see you
Whining and crying
Hoping this isn't true
I throw open the door
I run with all of my might
Jumping over the chairs and trash
Then I see a terrible sight
You're lying on the ground
Your body, cold and lifeless
I can't believe it
I'm attacked by the darkness
I'm on my knees
Holding you close
I tell myself that this is a dream
That I'll wake up
But I don't
I wonder if this is the appropriate time
But I think I finally have the courage to ask,
"Have I found you, flightless bird?"
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Love Me.
She falls asleep most every night
To the sound of her parents pointless fight
And clinging tightly to her tear soaked pillow
She goes to school most every day
Wishing she could run away
From all those who torture her
For not being ‘cool’
Her mother, she just plain ignores her
Her father’s never even there
Who would notice if she were gone?
Who would even care?
She just wants to make it quick
To take this razor as her friend
And feel its tender loving kiss
Pressed against her paper skin
She just wants to make it stop
The feeling lonely, sad and hated
She holds the blade up to eye level
I don’t know how long she wai
Literature
Just One Kiss
I hate that there will always be
A lingering regret
An ache set so deep inside me
I cannot forget
I turned away as my thoughts strayed
“What chances have I missed?”
I don’t want one more regret
To add among the list
I need to know what could’ve been
What could become of this
I’ll take my chances, no regrets
For just one kiss…
Between what I feel and I say
Is what I don’t understand
You say it’s better this way
This is not what I had planned
I watched as you just walked away
“What chances have I missed?”
I’ll add just one more regret
To the top of the list
I need to know i
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Missing Pieces.
I am a missing piece. Something that someone needs.
But at the same time, I feel so incomplete.
I’ve wandered way too far, wondered for far too long
Am I a missing piece? Or a piece that won’t belong?
Is it possible I’m damaged and not missing at all?
That I’m just as dysfunctional as everybody else?
Pretending to be perfect never softened a single fall.
But neither did admitting that you’re broken and flawed.
A broken missing piece. Is that all I’m meant to be?
There is no master plan that includes the likes of me.
Being all alone, it’s a hurt that will not cease.
A hundred thousand years from now
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A little poem 'bout my recently deceased pet, BigBird. She was an emu, hence her name and "Flightless bird" in the title. Emu's are really big birds and have wings about the size of their heads, which in turn, would make them flightless lol.
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*crying*