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I bury myself under soft covers
Letting the warmth be my comfort
This darkness becomes my reflection
I lie down, forsaken
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!
Pain wracks my chest
Ribs shaking
Bones aching
I weep
Letting all my despairs out
for the first time in years
Letting my heartache pour from my eyes
Feeling abused
The pain in my chest increases
Spreading through my whole body
I accept that i'm gonna die soon
I surrender to the sound of my sobbing
I feel the warm tears dripping from my eyelashes
After all these years,..
Why am I still so alone
This veil is my shield
I hide behind a fake smile
Like armour
To cover up my wounds
beneath the metal
I hide from them
Those who stole my happiness
Even my teddy has left me alone tonight
After being rejected
For the third time today
My stronghold bursts
All the walls of protection comes crashing down
Leaving my centre defenceless
I roll into a tight ball
Covering my broken heart
I embrace the darkness that surrounds me
The shadows become my only friend
It understands what its like to be invisible
And the meaning of being alone
Black hands comfort me
My clenched teeth, tries to hold back screams
But they scratch at the back of my throat
Trying desperately to get out
Through the tears I weep
I empty my mind
Empty it of everything
I make myself hollow
But I will never forget
I will never forgive
Letting the warmth be my comfort
This darkness becomes my reflection
I lie down, forsaken
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!
Pain wracks my chest
Ribs shaking
Bones aching
I weep
Letting all my despairs out
for the first time in years
Letting my heartache pour from my eyes
Feeling abused
The pain in my chest increases
Spreading through my whole body
I accept that i'm gonna die soon
I surrender to the sound of my sobbing
I feel the warm tears dripping from my eyelashes
After all these years,..
Why am I still so alone
This veil is my shield
I hide behind a fake smile
Like armour
To cover up my wounds
beneath the metal
I hide from them
Those who stole my happiness
Even my teddy has left me alone tonight
After being rejected
For the third time today
My stronghold bursts
All the walls of protection comes crashing down
Leaving my centre defenceless
I roll into a tight ball
Covering my broken heart
I embrace the darkness that surrounds me
The shadows become my only friend
It understands what its like to be invisible
And the meaning of being alone
Black hands comfort me
My clenched teeth, tries to hold back screams
But they scratch at the back of my throat
Trying desperately to get out
Through the tears I weep
I empty my mind
Empty it of everything
I make myself hollow
But I will never forget
I will never forgive
Literature
Childhood
When I think of my childhood I think of being alone and money being worth a lot of cents:
I was in first or second grade when I started setting my alarm clock for 630, waking up without hitting snooze, and running myself a bath. Afterwards I dressed myself in plaids and stripes and polka dots and went into the kitchen for a bowl of cereal which I ate while staring at my backyard or watching cartoons. On my way out to the end of the driveway to wait for the bus, I went into my mom's bedroom and gave her a kiss goodbye, as she continued to sleep.
When I got home my mom would tell me two things:
"I was scared to death – I thought I slept
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Home
Dear you
You probably don't know
I wrote about you yesterday
and the day before that.
But my favorite part was when you made me tea and it tasted like home.I drank all of it because that is what normal people do,but when I took your cup to the dishwasher
I saw you left a lil bit of tea in it, just like I normally would and i felt even more at home.
Today when you were siting next to me I was cutting out the word home from my paper and it seems like you have been a round a lot when the word 'home' is used but I guess that's one of the building blocks to start building a home, is someone who's going to be around.
I woke up this morning with a
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Titles of my poems, prose, and philosophies
Titles of my poems, prose, and philosophies
1. GREEN: Club Envy
2. GREEN: The Emerald Lady
3. Love and Loyalty
4. Knowledge
5. More To A Woman
6. Evil Levi
7. Lust and Greed
8. Greed and Lust
9. The Locklears
10. Our Father
11. Corrupt Avenue (was originally named Scum City)
12. Chocolate Swirl
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
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