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It pains me to look
Through the pages of greatness
And not imitate
I long for the days
When writing was easy
My ideas were fresh
I didn't hate what I wrote
Writing was fun
A simple thing to do
To put my mind at ease
But now it hurts to write
Every word brings a grimace
I honestly hate what I write
And like so many before
I hate this one too
Through the pages of greatness
And not imitate
I long for the days
When writing was easy
My ideas were fresh
I didn't hate what I wrote
Writing was fun
A simple thing to do
To put my mind at ease
But now it hurts to write
Every word brings a grimace
I honestly hate what I write
And like so many before
I hate this one too
Literature
Used To - Sad
I used to have friends
I thought I could trust,
But they faded away
And left nothing but dust.
I used to have dreams
That I treated with care,
But they slipped through my fingers
And I caught nothing but air.
I used to be strong
With a shield nothing could harm,
But now I am weak
For I've been disarmed.
I used to be happy
Successful and smart,
How is it then
That it all fell apart?
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But Now Your Gone
You used to say,
"Everything will be okay"
but now,
were is my calm?
With you gone,
there is no meaning
With you gone,
there is no hope.
I realize it's you.
It's always been you.
The one who haunts my dreams.
The one who carried me all this way.
I'm broken without you.
A dog without a home.
A home without a family.
I'm empty.
...but you'r Gone.
Literature
feel
I
he smiles
and puts his arm
around my shoulders
I feel.
II
he touches
my hand
slides his fingers
between mine
I feel.
III
he looks
into my eyes
blue orbs glistening
I feel.
IV
he leans
forward and touches
his lips
to mine
I feel.
V
he runs
his palms
down
my sides
I feel.
VI
he takes
a part
of me
away
I feel.
VII
he sighs
and falls
asleep
beside me
I feel.
VIII
he kneels
before me
I feel.
IX
he places
the ring
on my finger
I feel.
X
he watches
me walk
down the aisle
in heavy white dress
I feel.
XI
he says
he does
I say
it too
I feel.
XII
he comes
home after
a long day
with a kis
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Ugh I feel you. It's weird how something that used to be so easy isn't so much anymore. I don't know if this is how you feel too, but I find I'm so picky with my own work I don't finish a lot of things because I think they're crap.
Anyway, good job!
Anyway, good job!