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I walk in silence,..
Trying to forget the violence.
Every day trying to forget the past,..
and all the feelings that couldn't last.
But to erase you from my mind,..
is not as simple as you walking out the door.
Trying to forget your forbidden name,..
and the glory of my forgotten fame.
But my mind is always stuck on the scene of your face,..
all i want to do is erase the memories from this place.
Every night i have strange dreams,..
in which no one ever hears my screams.
Everyday i sit alone in my room,..
the loneliness making it feel like a tomb.
My body is starting to rust,..
as is sit and decay, i turn into dust.
I'm waiting for my black knight,..
to come save me from this bright light.
You have turned my heart into stone,..
Because of all the times you've left me to stand alone.
But all these years,..
I've shed nothing but tears.
I've realized that there is no shinning knight,..
to stand by me through this fight.
I've left that childish fairy tale behind,..
now i know what it is i need to find,..
Trying to forget the violence.
Every day trying to forget the past,..
and all the feelings that couldn't last.
But to erase you from my mind,..
is not as simple as you walking out the door.
Trying to forget your forbidden name,..
and the glory of my forgotten fame.
But my mind is always stuck on the scene of your face,..
all i want to do is erase the memories from this place.
Every night i have strange dreams,..
in which no one ever hears my screams.
Everyday i sit alone in my room,..
the loneliness making it feel like a tomb.
My body is starting to rust,..
as is sit and decay, i turn into dust.
I'm waiting for my black knight,..
to come save me from this bright light.
You have turned my heart into stone,..
Because of all the times you've left me to stand alone.
But all these years,..
I've shed nothing but tears.
I've realized that there is no shinning knight,..
to stand by me through this fight.
I've left that childish fairy tale behind,..
now i know what it is i need to find,..
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
Literature
Souvenirs
Songes égarés
Senteur moirée
De brioche dorée
Dans l’hiver qui dort
Au coin du feu
Vient comme une plainte
Le temps qui mord
Et qui gémit, encore
Dans l’âtre
Les cendres ont pâli
Les souvenirs se sont enfuis
Mais la fauvette au chant lointain
A éclairé mon doux jardin
Literature
Tree Leaves
Tree Leaves
I hope that you’re happy,
I hope I am too.
See, we were under a shadow.
It was lovely, true,
But when one day I looked up,
It was then that I knew
I couldn’t stay under tree leaves,
I had to see the sky so blue.
See, under that calm tree,
I couldn’t laugh like I used to.
I forgot how to be me,
And that’s something I couldn’t do.
I couldn’t look at you, closed my eyes
When I said adieu.
But I hope that you’ll smile
And under the sky that I will too.
And for all of our tree leaves,
I’ll hold those mem’ries, and thank you.
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