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According to the world,
I'm incredibly blessed.
Young and Free,
I have no reason to be depressed.
According to my friends,
They'll always be there.
My extended family,
My loving "sisters" always care.
According to my love,
We'll make it through.
The lying is over,
Her words are all true.
According to my family,
They all saw it coming.
Long-distance is hard,
I'm neither pretty nor stunning.
According to everyone,
Love of my razor is a sin.
It's not worth it,
I shouldn't long for it against my skin.
I'm incredibly blessed.
Young and Free,
I have no reason to be depressed.
So, my darkness is hidden,
I pretend that I'm not falling.
Keeping up appearances,
Who, for help, should I be calling?
According to my friends,
They'll always be there.
My extended family,
My loving "sisters" always care.
Now, I'm alone in this room,
They don't hear my cry.
They shun me for each other,
Just two more people who lie.
According to my love,
We'll make it through.
The lying is over,
Her words are all true.
Yet, I'm still terrified,
I've forgotten how to trust.
My heart is a broken thing,
Being devoured by rust.
According to my family,
They all saw it coming.
Long-distance is hard,
I'm neither pretty nor stunning.
Now, I look stupid,
Ignored was their warning.
I told you so is my nightmare,
Even in sleep, I am mourning.
According to everyone,
Love of my razor is a sin.
It's not worth it,
I shouldn't long for it against my skin.
Now, there's no more cutting,
Tribute to pain still must be made.
Searing, white hot against my flesh,
My lighter is my new blade.
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Rest In Peace
Rest In Peace: Baby Down Toilet.
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Apathetic Angel, What You Deserved
Child of dreams, wonderful soul, oh, how I let you down.
Angel of all the things I'd forgotten, oh, how I let you down.
You were the one who taught me to love; the one who taught me to dream. You were the one who made good things seem like reality.
Son of the Truth, son of the Lord, oh, how I swallowed the words.
Dear of my heart, the one who resides there, oh, how I swallowed the words.
You deserve more than me, darling I know that; trust me, I finally see. You deserve breathtaking beauty and honor, not what I stole for me.
Teacher of patience, teacher of wisdom, oh, how I tossed you aside.
Gentle, your words were always the right ones,
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Wasted Life
Drip, drip drip...
Can you see my blood?
The spring of my life
Flowing in a gigantic flood.
What can ease,
This endless bleed,
Which still keeps,
Draining from me?
My heart cannot be free,
Neither can this empty,
Flesh of mine.
As the blood,
Continues to run,
Inside out,
Along with it,
Goes my very will.
Maybe at last,
I shall be put,
To rest,
If it be not so,
Then let me go.
To you I am unknown,
And broken away,
From flesh,
I will be.
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First of all.. wow. It's frightening how you can be surrounded by so many people and feel so alone. I too, have been in your position. Not only does it become a way to cope, it's almost addictive. But it's far from healthy. You are worth more than that, you need to value yourself more and find a healthy way to deal with life's problems. That being said, I know how difficult that can be. Take the time for you, time to heal, and just because you are young doesn't mean there is nothing to be depressed about, people who say this have no right to say so until they have walked a mile in your shoes. They are ignorant and their opinions do not matter. If ever you need to talk do not hesitate to message me on here, and know that even while in your "real life" you may feel alone, you are never alone here. May you find the peace you seek