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I fall asleep, thinking about you,
Wondering if you are, thinking about me too;
But I am sure that you don't feel the same,
Then in my dream's, I am made to believe,
That you love me and will never leave.
I wake up, and try to forget the dream,
I have just had, but instead I start to cry;
There's something I have longed for my whole life
and that's to have someone hold me tight,
And tell me everything will be alright.
I thought I had that, but I was wrong:
The love you had, you have no more,
You said you love me, but you don't,
You said you would change, but you won't,
You never meant a word you said,
You just messed around with my head,
You hurt me in the strongest way,
and in my heart this pain will stay,
No more thoughts of yesterday,
Precious memories gone astray;
at first I thought it was meant to be,
but all it is, a vast ocean of guilt and misery!
Wondering if you are, thinking about me too;
But I am sure that you don't feel the same,
Then in my dream's, I am made to believe,
That you love me and will never leave.
I wake up, and try to forget the dream,
I have just had, but instead I start to cry;
There's something I have longed for my whole life
and that's to have someone hold me tight,
And tell me everything will be alright.
I thought I had that, but I was wrong:
The love you had, you have no more,
You said you love me, but you don't,
You said you would change, but you won't,
You never meant a word you said,
You just messed around with my head,
You hurt me in the strongest way,
and in my heart this pain will stay,
No more thoughts of yesterday,
Precious memories gone astray;
at first I thought it was meant to be,
but all it is, a vast ocean of guilt and misery!
Literature
Emotions
I am awake but I am sleeping,
I am happy but I am weeping.
I am tired but I am keeping,
you as close as I can.
I am warm but I am shaking,
I am well but I am aching,
I am through but I am making,
the most of my time with you.
I am hyper but I am moping,
I am stressed but I am coping
I am sad but I am hoping,
you'll come running to me.
I am whole but I am bleeding,
I am alone but I am needing,
I am shy but I am pleading,
for you to love me.
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no thoughts left
falling down, dancing
around
fists full of fallen stars.
out loud or silently our thoughts are
music, warm and silvery. we were
laying on the banks of drying rivers, strumming our legs in cool
everlasting blue
richer than horizons.
if i ever drift under the surface or into sleep, let me go
let me go
until my body crashes into sands or rocks or black
velvet walls.
until lights come up over the reaches of trees as
the sun goes farther away,
farther away
from the spinning earth and
stand-still waters.
until the sun disappears and dips its
face into the ocean to cool.
the waves forgo the moon, barely blinking.
i'm well aware
Literature
Addiction
Addiction is where you cannot let go of something. It starts off small, then increases in rate and intensity. If you do not do it, you feel extremely anxious and you can't focus. You find a way to be alone so you can do it. For example, you will sit in the deserted stairwell at the roof level so you can get your fix. Yet you hope for someone to discover you, because as strange as it sounds: You want to be by yourself, but you don't want to be alone.
At first people don't know, then they find out or you tell them straight up. They interrogate you and take away your addiction by force. That makes
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As cold as the day that you left me there,
With broken dreams I could never share;
My efforts were many and results so few,
For the rest of my life I will dream of you;
In the end I will pause at Heaven's gate,
And ask the angels why I deserved this fate;
As I walk across the clouds you'll know my pain,
On the darkest of days some will think it is rain.
With broken dreams I could never share;
My efforts were many and results so few,
For the rest of my life I will dream of you;
In the end I will pause at Heaven's gate,
And ask the angels why I deserved this fate;
As I walk across the clouds you'll know my pain,
On the darkest of days some will think it is rain.
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I guess it's okay.