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You thought I was a treasure from heaven,
The description of a wonderful like I have tried
To make my own.
But when you went away,
I cried
I lied to myself, keeping the pain within.
You always said I could understand,
So why have I made a mistake?
Why was I so wrong?
Because this isn’t what you wanted.
I have failed to hear your plea correctly,
And so I suffer a fate like no other,
A corrupt ideal that was turned upside down
Because I was deaf,
Because I was blind,
Because I didn’t love you as much
As I should have,
As much as I could have,
and now you are gone.
I am left a fragment of a dream,
a piece that should have been
Whole.
So when you asked me to love you,
I couldn’t answer.
When you asked me to live,
I created death.
I wouldn’t have been able to face you now,
heaven is not one of my options.
Thrown into a pit,
full of savage desires,
that controlled me,
used me,
and molded me into what I am.
I am a shell without you,
Living in the past,
Killing the future,
Suffocating life.
Here I lie,
watching myself fade away,
the color of life seeps deep into the soil.
Here I lie,
thinking of you,
wishing I could have
pleased you.
Now you mourn,
and I’m alone
waiting for the end,
waiting for the darkness
to take me home…
You don’t have to cry
ANYMORE.
The description of a wonderful like I have tried
To make my own.
But when you went away,
I cried
I lied to myself, keeping the pain within.
You always said I could understand,
So why have I made a mistake?
Why was I so wrong?
Because this isn’t what you wanted.
I have failed to hear your plea correctly,
And so I suffer a fate like no other,
A corrupt ideal that was turned upside down
Because I was deaf,
Because I was blind,
Because I didn’t love you as much
As I should have,
As much as I could have,
and now you are gone.
I am left a fragment of a dream,
a piece that should have been
Whole.
So when you asked me to love you,
I couldn’t answer.
When you asked me to live,
I created death.
I wouldn’t have been able to face you now,
heaven is not one of my options.
Thrown into a pit,
full of savage desires,
that controlled me,
used me,
and molded me into what I am.
I am a shell without you,
Living in the past,
Killing the future,
Suffocating life.
Here I lie,
watching myself fade away,
the color of life seeps deep into the soil.
Here I lie,
thinking of you,
wishing I could have
pleased you.
Now you mourn,
and I’m alone
waiting for the end,
waiting for the darkness
to take me home…
You don’t have to cry
ANYMORE.
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