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I lost my sight
In a world
Of ephemeral light
Hiding a sea of glass
Which I willfully dived into
In the hopes to grab the stars
Reflected in those mirrors.
I lost my heart
In a fantasy
Of perfected eternity
Guising the struggles and pain
Which are wrought
From such delusion
And ignorance
Of true hardened love.
I lost my soul
In a frozen hell
From which
I've lost the right to leave.
My demons tie me down
And I hold them close
For they're the only things
Which bring me warmth.
And I live
In this silent torture
Of my own selfish design
In the hopes
These things I've lost
Will one day be returned to me.
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You said....
You told me “friends forever”,
More like ‘friends for now’,
As your sweet promises
Were just lies I allowed.
You said “we are best friends”,
More like ‘friends at best’,
As your solid affirmations
Were all digressed.
You told me “I need you”
More like ‘you need me’
As your statements
Were my last plea.
Why did you go?
Why did you leave?
I’m left here all alone
Trying, in us, to believe.
Literature
This Thing We Call Depression
There's a story I'd like to tell,
A story of a girl who was diagnosed.
Diagnosed with a terrifying thing,
Something that would threaten her life for years to come.
Something that she could never escape,
No matter how she ran,
No matter how she struggled.
This diagnosis was a horrific thing to the girl,
Although, not surprising at all.
The symptoms had swallowed her for days,
Weeks,
Months.
Months of this thing inside of her.
This thing that we call
Depression.
There are people who tell her,
"You're only sad."
However, that isn't the case.
See, she was never diagnosed with sadness.
Everyone knows sadness.
She was never diagnosed with emo
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...
I know what you're thinking.
It's obvious when I look at your face.
'He's a coward, he's immature, he's foolish'
And you're right...
I can't live up to your standards.
The pressure, the pace, the overload of information.
I can't take it.
I'm lost!
I don't know what I'm doing!
And I don't understand...
I'm not you.
I don't know what it's like to feel normal...
But what I do know, is what's in front of me,
And to me, it's frightening!
I really want to change myself,
(Because I hate myself...)
But please, understand, it's not that easy,
It's never easy, when you don't understand.
When you go through each day feeling different.
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Ummm yeah... wrote this at 2 am on a whim. I'm reading it now and yeah... no idea what I was thinkin. Like it though. Hope you do too XD
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This is extremely beautiful. I don't know how you come up with such rendering at 2 am xD !!! I already had it in my favourites since a long time but I fell on it by chance and god... it's just so inspiring. Especially this
"My demons tie me down
"My demons tie me down
And I hold them close
For they're the only things
Which bring me warmth."
Is it alright if I use it on a drawing this inspired me to do ? And of course, I'll properly credit you, no worries about that. Pleaaaaaaaaaase é__è ??
Is it alright if I use it on a drawing this inspired me to do ? And of course, I'll properly credit you, no worries about that. Pleaaaaaaaaaase é__è ??