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Speak...
Spill my secrets.
Trust...
Gave you my trust, my defenses down.
I told you things from deep inside,
Things no one but me knew.
Alas... you seized up and ran,
Leaving me exposed,
The pieces of myself floating on the breeze...
I watched you run,
Hiding in the darkest corner,
So you wouldn't see my tears...
Spill my secrets.
Trust...
Gave you my trust, my defenses down.
I told you things from deep inside,
Things no one but me knew.
Alas... you seized up and ran,
Leaving me exposed,
The pieces of myself floating on the breeze...
I watched you run,
Hiding in the darkest corner,
So you wouldn't see my tears...
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do you fear reality?
together we are falling in the abyss, the obscure shadows of reality.
i grab for your hand and you squeeze it trying to offer some comfort.
it only makes me more unsure and so i run into your arms, breathing in your scent, seeking sweet solace.
at least we'll be together, in the waves of darkness that are to come
but the carpet has been pulled from beneath us and the blindfolds have been lifted
and i'm scared to say that i don't like what i see of this "world."
and as the black unknown swallows us, we tightly grasp at each other's hearts,
holding on to the one thing we know to be true...
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save
iii. so you said,
"let's swallow the world. if it's inside of us, it can't hurt us."
i looked into your mahogany eyes and snorted.
"you really do like the illsuion of control, don't you?"
"well," you snapped back, "at least it won't leave scars."
i flinched.
"okay, i'm sorry i laughed," i replied. "but let me assure you that the scars you can see don't hurt nearly as much as the ones you never will, the ones deeply embedded into the inside of my flesh that can't seem to find their way out."
you shook your head and smiled.
"don't worry," you assured me, "soon you'll never have to hurt again."
"you have no idea what you're doing!" i ye
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What he doesn't know
In a crowded middle school hallway
She held the hand of a nice boy
She smiles and pretends to like him
He was sweet to her in his nerdy way
She didn't want to hurt him
But she didn't want to date him
She kissed him on the cheek for show
Because she wouldn't kiss him on the lips
She'd been pressured into this
Living a lie every day and for what
To spare a nice persons feelings
To end a rumor that tormented her
To pretend to fit in for once
This had to end before she went crazy
She turns to him and says it's over
He's hurt but she stays strong
He'll never know the reason it didn't work
Because she was a lesbian
But no one nee
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i tried to tell someone... they ran just like all the other have, i don't w=know why i expected this time to be different... my words are all i have to tell my story and they only ever skim the surface
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people run because they're scared of what will happen if they do listen or the fact that they can't understand how fragile we actually are.
i don't run away like the others i stay a adsorb the pain you have collected and use it to help strengthen your soul. i can say it is painful to listen but its not as painful as the the other person is feeling that the time.
so maybe you need to try again with another person and remember these facts.
you will find someone to listen to you; so just keep look
(sorry it all deep and meaningful)
i don't run away like the others i stay a adsorb the pain you have collected and use it to help strengthen your soul. i can say it is painful to listen but its not as painful as the the other person is feeling that the time.
so maybe you need to try again with another person and remember these facts.
you will find someone to listen to you; so just keep look
(sorry it all deep and meaningful)