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The words can flow like a river,
Or be hidden like tears in rain,
And you've disguised your words,
In the game you still play,
If you want to talk, talk,
But if you don't, then don't,
As simple as that.
But I'm not in the mood for games,
Not anymore,
I don't wish to be your friend,
It was a terrible idea of yours,
And it was a terrible idea of mine,
To ever believe I should be yours.
But Big River's gone and overflowed,
With not even a teardrop from me,
But a collective downpour of my sanity melting away,
With heavy sighs and a heavy heart,
With loneliness being my companion,
And so I wander the Universe alone,
As the Doctor,
The Wanderer,
The Gray Lantern,
The Shadow,
Whatever you wish to call me,
I flow down the River,
A literal Huck Finn.
Water, water, everywhere; nor any drop to drink.
Or be hidden like tears in rain,
And you've disguised your words,
In the game you still play,
If you want to talk, talk,
But if you don't, then don't,
As simple as that.
But I'm not in the mood for games,
Not anymore,
I don't wish to be your friend,
It was a terrible idea of yours,
And it was a terrible idea of mine,
To ever believe I should be yours.
But Big River's gone and overflowed,
With not even a teardrop from me,
But a collective downpour of my sanity melting away,
With heavy sighs and a heavy heart,
With loneliness being my companion,
And so I wander the Universe alone,
As the Doctor,
The Wanderer,
The Gray Lantern,
The Shadow,
Whatever you wish to call me,
I flow down the River,
A literal Huck Finn.
Water, water, everywhere; nor any drop to drink.
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just words
The truth is
I dont just miss you
I miss the person I am with you
I am different when you are here
I am different when you arent
Its not about being together
Or happily ever afters
Its about waking up and knowing
You are in my corner
There were a lot of truths in those last words
Tossing out that box of old hurts and regrets was necessary.
The problem is, there were other boxes
A friendship and trust that had developed
A bond that we didn't resurrect..but that we created and protected from everyone but ourselves
You are bigger than the puzzle piece
That fell out when you left
I am more than the sum of my parts
But Im not the answer I've b
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i fade with
stilted shots, the audience
waits for me. choking. oh god
how could this happen
with my throat
twisted up
and my head bound tight
in ropes i'm not sure i want to
untie? snap my brittle
wrists. i'm losing again,
numbers scaling down to a
place i should not be.
a parasite is swallowing
my energy. tests are negative.
i breathe.
--
just as i drift
into
pale, fading sleep,
his fingernails
claw through
the
material of
my skull.
i don't know who he is but i remember
the wooden floor beneath me
the length of my hair
catching under my back
as i struggle
and
how it felt when he
left me on the floor,
limp
tear stre
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Home.
The night is pitch-black all around, save for the uncountable mass of stars winking benevolently at me from the tarp of deepest indigo that hangs overhead. Everything feels suspended in that momentthe stars, the crescent moon, the sparse, gray-black clouds, this little island called Earth, and even myself. It feels as if my feet don't even touch the ground.
I feel as if I'm falling into them, the stars. There are so many of them, filling my field of vision, that I am taken by a sudden bout of dizziness and fall back into the Earth's gentle embrace. In response she twirls me around playfully, pulling me into a slow-motion
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You have some serious talent mate, I can't get over this. Love the first lines!