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Hey mom..
thank you
for cooking when you could barely
stand
thank you for checking on my
to see if my heart hurts
thank you for telling me you're one
of my biggest fans
and thank you for
loving me
no matter how hurtful
the years where
thank you momma
for being
scared and sharing it
thank you momma...
for giving to me all these years
giving to me so I can grow
so when you're old
finally starting to mold...
I'll let you go, then plant you in my
yard, so you are never too far
thank you
for cooking when you could barely
stand
thank you for checking on my
to see if my heart hurts
thank you for telling me you're one
of my biggest fans
and thank you for
loving me
no matter how hurtful
the years where
thank you momma
for being
scared and sharing it
thank you momma...
for giving to me all these years
giving to me so I can grow
so when you're old
finally starting to mold...
I'll let you go, then plant you in my
yard, so you are never too far
Literature
Krisengebiete
Wenn Berge aus Stahl nach Osten rollen,
ins Morgenland, wo Affen tollen.
Aus Menschenschweiß,
für Menschentränen
und Menschenblut,
wo Menschen sehnen.
Von Menschenfleisch
zu Menschenbrand,
zu Menschenstaub im wüsten Sand.
Des Menschen Gier
zu Menschenasche.
Silbern glänzt es in der Tasche.
Literature
Childhood Memories
Time became lost,
As i relived the memories flashing through my mind.
Wanting to explode from my mouth,
Poisonous words clawing up my throat, choking me.
The words i had practiced over and over again in front of the same mirror for years
It was dragged back down my throat,
Dissolving into the acid of my belly,
Never to be heard,
But by the ears of my screeching mind.
They could tell that they had gone over the line.
A simple question had been asked,
Then silence clung to the awkward room.
She realized her mistake
Concerned when signs of anguish showed in the flash of eyes
Quickly looking away,
My jaws clenching.
"So, tell us all about
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Something Behind Every Thing Pt. 2
I have a thought that leads to a feeling,
an emotion locked inside an empty soul.
I lie when I answer with I don't care,
and hold back a wall of tears
beneath my blank stare.
My torn heart has shattered
because of the silence that consumes me,
leaving me to feel lonely.
Behind closed eyes,
I am unreadable,
with no way of letting others know,
the reason why I say I'm fine,
The reason why I put up a wall of happiness,
when I feel so much pain.
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