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I cried tonight
But it was not like before
When someone to love me
Was all I implored
This time the tears fell
Because my wish has come true
My prayers have been answered
In the wonder that is you
I smiled tonight
But it was not like before
When it was just a physical response
Nothing more
This time I smile
Not from the mouth but the eyes
This lost little boy
Has finally come back to life
I wrote tonight
This poem, these words
About my best friend
my love, my girl
This time it seems
That indeed you feel the same
I prayed to God for your arrival
and soon after you came
But it was not like before
When someone to love me
Was all I implored
This time the tears fell
Because my wish has come true
My prayers have been answered
In the wonder that is you
I smiled tonight
But it was not like before
When it was just a physical response
Nothing more
This time I smile
Not from the mouth but the eyes
This lost little boy
Has finally come back to life
I wrote tonight
This poem, these words
About my best friend
my love, my girl
This time it seems
That indeed you feel the same
I prayed to God for your arrival
and soon after you came
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I tried
I tried to count my scars,
But I couldn't tell
Where one began
And another ended.
So I tried to count the cuts,
But I couldn't, because
Blood smeared across my skin,
Connecting them like a thin,
Red veil of pain.
And so I cried.
I cried a single tear, because
When I need to cry,
I can't.
Finally, I sat down,
And put pen to paper,
Or fingers to keys.
And tried to write my emotions.
But I couldn't, because
I don't know how to tell the world
What I feel like,
When I have no right.
I looked from the blood stained tissues,
Across my torn body,
Into my own eyes, reflected perfectly by the mirror before me.
Another tear was p
Literature
I Hate That I Love You
I hate that you're my every thought
That I wake with you on my mind
And fall asleep
To images of your smile
I hate that I adore you so
With gorgeous eyes
And sweet lips
I long to taste
I hate the way you make me feel
Like I need you to survive
As if breathing without you
Is excruciating
I hate that I yearn for you
I hunger for your touch
Every moment
Of every day
I hate the way I love you
With every beat
Of my wretched heart
That loving you keeps me alive
Yet keeps me alone
Literature
Dream On
A dream can be
a passing thought;
a passionate ambition.
A dream can be
a battle fought;
a superficial mission.
A dream can be
a driving force;
a forgiving comfort.
A dream can be
a thriving source;
a deceitful consort.
A dream can thrill you;
drive you or kill you.
Beware of this, dreamers
and Dream On.
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