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You walk away in silence,
As if I started the lies.
You look back and smirk
To see the pain in my eyes.
I just dont get how you feel
That I'm the one that's wrong.
I dont understand how you say
That I just don't belong.
My heart begins to pound
As I look at you with hate.
Knowing full well, no matter what,
You're the one I want to date.
I know the feelings you have,
I know that you dont care.
But I don't get how I love you,
Anytime and anywhere.
As if I started the lies.
You look back and smirk
To see the pain in my eyes.
I just dont get how you feel
That I'm the one that's wrong.
I dont understand how you say
That I just don't belong.
My heart begins to pound
As I look at you with hate.
Knowing full well, no matter what,
You're the one I want to date.
I know the feelings you have,
I know that you dont care.
But I don't get how I love you,
Anytime and anywhere.
Literature
Suicide is Painless?
She's lying there
On her bed
The voices whisper
In her head
Nobody loves you
Nobody cares
They'd be better off
If you were not there
The blade comes out
It moves real swift
And carves up and
Down her wrist
With her finger
She sat and wrote
In her own blood
Suicide note
Her sister was
The first to find
Her crumpled body
Defunct of life
Her sister does
Not deserve this
After all
She's only six
Her whole life
The memory
Will haunt her mind
For all to see
The person she
Looked up to
Is now not here
Oh, what to do
The mother next
She hears the scream
Comes in the room
And in a dream
She sees the body
Her first
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Cutting
My thighs were first.
Then my wrists.
And shoulders.
And fingers.
And feet.
Everything.
Ripped out at
the seams.
I ripped them out myself,
if only to avoid
giving others the pleasure.
I ripped them out hard,
if only to teach myself
a lesson:
I deserved it.
I ripped them out
and all the while
I sang to myself,
unable to cry
or scream
for fear
that
it would
make the
pain less real.
I joked about them.
I laughed about them.
I smiled about them,
calling myself
"the stupid emo kid"
and believing it was true.
It was true.
To me.
I deserved it.
I needed it.
I craved it.
I wanted it.
I breathed it.
I worshipped i
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Love and Heartbreak
Love is when you can't stop thinking about them,
when you hear their voice inside your head.
You can tell it's them just by their scent.
When you want a picture of just the two of you,
so they can always "be with you".
Love is when you call them
just to talk about anything; just to hear their voice.
When you worry about them if something happens,
when they cheer you up by giving you a hug
or just staying by your side.
Love is being able to read their eyes.
You can see when they're happy,
and help them when they're sad.
When you don't need to talk to each other,
because your eyes talk for the two of you.
Heartbreak is when you c
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A breakup poem... I find it hilarious that I'm writing these because, as my RL friends know, I'm not seeing anyone.
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Nice poem! Love it! So catchy that you make Taylor Swift look like a wuss! XD