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To forget and remember are Human.
As I write I remember the songs that I love. They are
Electrical, light acoustic and large. I remember
The faces I love
The dead I will love;
I assert I'm not music, but feel
Beyond desolate walls and judgment of laws/
All life and all song are equal in worth.
As I write I remember the songs that I love. They are
Electrical, light acoustic and large. I remember
The faces I love
The dead I will love;
I assert I'm not music, but feel
Beyond desolate walls and judgment of laws/
All life and all song are equal in worth.
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I'm letting you go
Song for my sons that I wrote
12/22/2015
50 miles of driving rain
on the hood of my car
50 miles away from you
never seem so far
I know I've made my mistakes
I pushed you away
but see
I'm letting you go
because you mean that much to me
it'll be a sacrifice
I want you to know
it took a lot of thinking
the decision to go
It ain't something that I did on a dime
and I know somehow , someway
that over time
you'll understand the reasons why
And you'll see
That I'm letting you go
because you mean that much to me
People get to leaving
For all kinds of reasons
And many blame the other for why
But you need to see
That this time it
Literature
Feeling The Light
I'm falling apart without you
Deep inside i'm crying
stuck on repeat in my head
Having no way out
Damning my self for eternity
Hearing your voice for the last time
Lost in my cold existance
Lost in your presence
Feeling your shadow
My soul feels tormented
My soul feels ignited
Feeling my skin burn with fury
Feeling my insides being torn
Wishing I were never born
Wishing I for a second chance
But all i get broken glance
But all i get is nothing at all
Nothing for breaking my fall
Laying on the ground injured in pain
Feeling the sadness feeling the rain
No one will help as they walk by
Even if they hear a moan or cry
A child of god just like y
Literature
november14th.
i never had an actual birthday where i could sit back and reflect on what the world has given me thus far. i've never had the teenager-themed "surprise parties" and the traditional gift-giving, pinata-hitting, pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey slash spinthebottle games that dash away reality for the given special day. sunsets and silhouette dreams that smash reality into confetti and funfetti-half ass made birthday cake with the number of ages presented into falling-apart icing. i never understood why society would celebrate a passing year when ultimately the person is getting closer to growing into obligations of responsibilities.
but for mothers
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