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For once I don't know where to go
There are no directions
I find myself stranded and searching
Trying to escape this wasteland
Once upon a time I possessed a map
A guide to get me through
But it's been taken away from me
And now I wander lost and alone
I'm trying to find my way once more
But I keep going in circles
Searching for a what I've lost
Looking for my salvation
What I lost is nowhere to be found
This fact makes my heart ache
Because what I had was irreplaceable
Now I'm left with only memories
Remnants of something so beautiful
Something more valuable then air
If only I could piece them together
I'd lose myself in the illusion
There are no directions
I find myself stranded and searching
Trying to escape this wasteland
Once upon a time I possessed a map
A guide to get me through
But it's been taken away from me
And now I wander lost and alone
I'm trying to find my way once more
But I keep going in circles
Searching for a what I've lost
Looking for my salvation
What I lost is nowhere to be found
This fact makes my heart ache
Because what I had was irreplaceable
Now I'm left with only memories
Remnants of something so beautiful
Something more valuable then air
If only I could piece them together
I'd lose myself in the illusion
Literature
The Death Within Life
Raging Seas
Dark skies
Endless tears
Cold fires
That is what life is.
No fairy godmothers
or knights in shining armor.
Only witches and cauldrons
recipes for disaster.
There are no three wishes
or steeds that fly.
No hero, no powers,
certainly no rewinds.
Life is but time
flowing forward.
Spent by little moments
we call ours.
It is never enough,
not once.
Fragments engraved
they're left to remain.
Not even our mind, our knowledge
can prolong our hours.
To live them as they come
seconds remembered, never forgotten.
To let them pass
by our envy and our pride.
No wonder we are fools
both then and now.
Not one of us
Literature
Promise Me
If I tied you to a tree
Told you to stay if you love me
Would I some day return to see
Your skeleton still there for me
Or would you be like everybody
And just abandon me?
If I beat you, almost to death
But then nursed you back to health
Would you love me like your breath
Or view me as the theft to your soul wealth?
If I tied you to a tree
Begged you to never leave me
Would you still try to get free
Never wanting to be near me
Or would you wait and see
If you're the one for me?
If I broke your bones,
Struck you with stones,
Then left you alone,
Would your heart still be my home?
If I tied you to a tree
Commanded you to wa
Literature
don't you stop 'til you know you're gone
the bone-flutes are flooding out my lucidity.
nothing makes sense, but everything belongs.
the sheets are oily and hot on my skin.
exhausted, i try to escape,
only to drop out of reality and through the floors.
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The worst thing to lose is faith in one's own self.