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I am left for dead,
In my own mind
All those things unsaid,
Memories of a different time...
I'm holding, and praying,
For something,
To save me!
Dying, not living,
When I forget to breathe, now...!
When I forget to breathe now!
Grasping at straws,
That always seem to bend the wrong way
Waiting for the dawn,
Wishing it would remain...
I'm tossing, and turning,
And wishing,
There was a way out!
Seething and beating myself,
Senseless...!
Where did I go wrong...?
I got what I what I wanted,
But life said that I,
Didn't quite belong...
There must be another way...!
Somehow I've got to find!(To find! To find!)
A purpose, a resurrection!
And then leave it all,
Leave this all behind!
I'm holding, and praying,
For something,
To save me!
Dying, not living,
When I forget to breathe, now...!
When I forget to breathe now!
Shadows...consume...
Smokey remembrances...
Look at me...
From the gloom...
Kneeling, and stealing!
Every breath I take!
In my heart I am searching!
For one thing, for anything!
To make sure I don't break!
Where did I go wrong...?
I got what I what I wanted,
But life said that I,
Didn't quite belong...
I'm holding, and praying,
For something,
To save me!
Dying, not living,
When I forget to breathe, now...!
When I forget to breathe now!
So strangely...
Disconnected...
Powerless...
It seems to see...
I am deconstructing!
I'm watching it all float away!
I reach out,
With both hands!
But can't convince any of it to stay, now...!
It's slipping away now!
There must be another way...!
Somehow I've got to find!(To find! To find!)
A purpose, a resurrection!
And then leave it all,
Leave this all behind!
(I feel strangely,
Disconnected
This life feels,
Like I've already left it
This is why,
I'm disconnected...)
I feel strangely,
Disconnected!
This life feels,
Like I've already left it!
This is why I'm disconnected...!
Disconnected!
(I feel strangely disconnected,
This life feels like I've already left it,
This is why I'm disconnected...)
jlp May 25, 2010-Revised January 8, 2011
In my own mind
All those things unsaid,
Memories of a different time...
I'm holding, and praying,
For something,
To save me!
Dying, not living,
When I forget to breathe, now...!
When I forget to breathe now!
Grasping at straws,
That always seem to bend the wrong way
Waiting for the dawn,
Wishing it would remain...
I'm tossing, and turning,
And wishing,
There was a way out!
Seething and beating myself,
Senseless...!
Where did I go wrong...?
I got what I what I wanted,
But life said that I,
Didn't quite belong...
There must be another way...!
Somehow I've got to find!(To find! To find!)
A purpose, a resurrection!
And then leave it all,
Leave this all behind!
I'm holding, and praying,
For something,
To save me!
Dying, not living,
When I forget to breathe, now...!
When I forget to breathe now!
Shadows...consume...
Smokey remembrances...
Look at me...
From the gloom...
Kneeling, and stealing!
Every breath I take!
In my heart I am searching!
For one thing, for anything!
To make sure I don't break!
Where did I go wrong...?
I got what I what I wanted,
But life said that I,
Didn't quite belong...
I'm holding, and praying,
For something,
To save me!
Dying, not living,
When I forget to breathe, now...!
When I forget to breathe now!
So strangely...
Disconnected...
Powerless...
It seems to see...
I am deconstructing!
I'm watching it all float away!
I reach out,
With both hands!
But can't convince any of it to stay, now...!
It's slipping away now!
There must be another way...!
Somehow I've got to find!(To find! To find!)
A purpose, a resurrection!
And then leave it all,
Leave this all behind!
(I feel strangely,
Disconnected
This life feels,
Like I've already left it
This is why,
I'm disconnected...)
I feel strangely,
Disconnected!
This life feels,
Like I've already left it!
This is why I'm disconnected...!
Disconnected!
(I feel strangely disconnected,
This life feels like I've already left it,
This is why I'm disconnected...)
jlp May 25, 2010-Revised January 8, 2011
Literature
At Night
People ask what hope looks like,
What dreams could mean,
What right feels like,
Whether true love exist.
I ask only to be with you,
Because you mean the world to me.
To feel your hands in mine,
Because I've never felt anything more complete.
Literature
Washed Away
Steel shards claw
Diamond tips bite
Blood flows freely from my
Veins this night
My promise no longer matters
Like yours never do
The relief is lasting
Numbing the pain for a
Second or two
Another slice deeper than
The last
My tears mix
With my life's flow
Under twin bridges road
Somewhere south
Of lovers exit my
Heart roams
Lost in forests of dementia
Swimming in the rivers
Of deceit
My palms are stained a
Crimson hue
As my soul starts its decent
I struggle
I fight
It's not yet time to
Snuff my lights
The blood spots outline
A familiar face
As the tears ripple his
Displeasure I only
Feel ashamed
Lying in
Literature
Who Are You?
"Who are you?" they ask
I am me
I am the little girl you see crying
I am the one who walks alone
I am the orphan who runs from the truth
I am the teen who ignores her peers
I am me
I am the one who says "please help me" and gets ignored
I am the girl no one likes
I am the one who goes against everyone else's "right"
I am the sad girl that can't stop the pain she feels
I am me
I am the one who asks you "Who are you?"
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The "feel" and "flow" to this have been with me for quite some time, which is not surprising to those who've known me over the last 10 months, and this piece, quite clearly, shows just where I've been that whole time.
Adrift, searching.
Disconnected.
You will note, hopefully, that the "flow" alternates with the verses, the four line verses are generally softer and slower, while the five line verses are harder, edgier, louder, and faster. This was done on purpose, to help convey the feelings I felt, my mind as it swung back and forth, attempting to make sense out of life.
Adrift, searching.
Disconnected.
You will note, hopefully, that the "flow" alternates with the verses, the four line verses are generally softer and slower, while the five line verses are harder, edgier, louder, and faster. This was done on purpose, to help convey the feelings I felt, my mind as it swung back and forth, attempting to make sense out of life.
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Again, with the relating to my life.
I do, however, like this very much.
I do, however, like this very much.