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Around and around we go,
circular pattern holds.
Why don't you let go?
Or one day you'll be on your own.
Yeah, one day you'll be all alone.
You're holding on too tightly.
Please just learn to leave me be.
No, don't trap me.
'Cause if I'm not here willingly,
it will only guarantee
that one day you'll be on your own.
Yeah, one day you'll be all alone.
circular pattern holds.
Why don't you let go?
Or one day you'll be on your own.
Yeah, one day you'll be all alone.
You're holding on too tightly.
Please just learn to leave me be.
No, don't trap me.
'Cause if I'm not here willingly,
it will only guarantee
that one day you'll be on your own.
Yeah, one day you'll be all alone.
Literature
To be Free
We are all just Birds
trapped in the cages of our own bodies,
But my voice is too raw from screaming
to sing.
My bones are too heavy
And I don't have wings.
I know why the caged bird
dies for these things.
Literature
Silence Hurts
How long have I waited?
Days turn to weeks,
and weeks to months.
You said everything I wanted to hear,
but you've Vanished.
I try so hard to keep you in my heart,
only to be crushed by silence.
I can't find you.
I don't know where you are.
I don't know what to do with all of these intense emotions.
It's not fair!
Why do I have to deal with this all by myself?
Have I been mislead?
Are you really someone completely different than I thought?
Charming.
Sweet.
Sensitive.
Interested.
Supportive.
You have been all these things and more to me.
So if that's the real you...
Where ARE you?
It's like you no longer exist.
The pain of loss floods my system
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Depressed Again
As night does fade
of sorrow I drink deep.
For reasons none
tears fall and wash away the will to sleep.
No song flutters against my lips
as all I feel is a wish to disappear into shadow.
Over and over I ask myself why.
It's so obvious no answers will be had this night-
or any other.
I despise my weakness and my tears,
and wish for Oblivion,
for sleep's sweet embrace.
Instead I just linger in despair,
hating every moment.
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I know it's a bit short, but I feel like it really "gets" me, you know? I find it very difficult to be a "people person," especially when I feel like people are trying to get "too close" too fast, and it just.. makes me run away, like the poem says, haha. It's hard to explain to people why I feel that way because it sounds so ridiculous coming out, but.. I feel like this says it in a way that I (and hopefully others) can understand.
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Haha XD The poem resonates with me, but the description killed me X3
Very true.
Very true.