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Holding On
For one moment I feel something I haven't felt in a while; hope...
In this dark abyss where I have dwelt, I see a thin ray of light...
I feel it touch me through the shadows that float around me,
I grab at it, holding it close, and for one second I believe...
I believe that things can change and will be better.
Then you breeze in through the door
The calmness I was feeling leaves, vanishes
Looking upon your face all I can feel is the hurt, anger,
and betrayal renew inside me...
Like a knife pushing inside of a wound already open,
Grasping my sides as the emotions ride over me,
Silencing the tears of frustration that threaten to spill.
Your 'know it all' attitude thickens the air,
The pressure squeezes and builds until I can't breathe.
Your conscious rudeness and uncaring words thunder,
rumbling with such fierceness;
Not once do I cringe before you, nor back down...
I face your rage and scorn with my head held high,
with hells flare flashing in my eyes.
Never will you see the pain you've caused,
Never will you see me cry.
It's weighing me down, pushing on my already heavy soul,
Trying to drown me under tremendous waves.
Struggling, I fight grasping my piece of light...
Tightly holding on, I desperately cling to that ray of light.
I hang on; believing with all this Angels might,
Like it was my last hope; that it would save me...
Because I know if I didn't, then I am truly lost forever.
This abyss will swallow me whole inside its black inky depths…..
This Angel would be no more….
For one moment I feel something I haven't felt in a while; hope...
In this dark abyss where I have dwelt, I see a thin ray of light...
I feel it touch me through the shadows that float around me,
I grab at it, holding it close, and for one second I believe...
I believe that things can change and will be better.
Then you breeze in through the door
The calmness I was feeling leaves, vanishes
Looking upon your face all I can feel is the hurt, anger,
and betrayal renew inside me...
Like a knife pushing inside of a wound already open,
Grasping my sides as the emotions ride over me,
Silencing the tears of frustration that threaten to spill.
Your 'know it all' attitude thickens the air,
The pressure squeezes and builds until I can't breathe.
Your conscious rudeness and uncaring words thunder,
rumbling with such fierceness;
Not once do I cringe before you, nor back down...
I face your rage and scorn with my head held high,
with hells flare flashing in my eyes.
Never will you see the pain you've caused,
Never will you see me cry.
It's weighing me down, pushing on my already heavy soul,
Trying to drown me under tremendous waves.
Struggling, I fight grasping my piece of light...
Tightly holding on, I desperately cling to that ray of light.
I hang on; believing with all this Angels might,
Like it was my last hope; that it would save me...
Because I know if I didn't, then I am truly lost forever.
This abyss will swallow me whole inside its black inky depths…..
This Angel would be no more….
Literature
In the Night
In the Night
Where will I go from here?
There is nothing left for me
All I can do is wander,
And carry myself with dignity
And they say...I don't belong,
So I still...wander along,
By myself forever...
In the night,
I lose myself,
I find it hard to return,
I realize there's a lesson,
To be learned
What do I think about,
When my minds crowded in fear?
When do I see and hear?
Where I go,
I will often,
Break down and cry,
I've nowhere left to go,
I wander on into the night!
And in the night,
I lose myself,
I find it hard to return,
I realize there's a lesson,
To be learned
And when I find all of the answers...
I'll be
Literature
Always
We walk along, hand in hand.
As we have always done,
as we will always do...
A Summer day turned
to a Fall evening,
followed by a Winter's night.
We hope each morning will be
the Spring we long for.
A cycle of life contained in
hours and seasons.
Each moment more precious
because it is spent with you.
We are wound about one another,
as essential as
the wind which fills our lungs,
or the rain that washes us clean.
Even through
the droughts where love seems scarce,
the blizzards where love seems cold,
and the floods where love almost drowns us.
This is our cycle of life and love.
We walk along, hand in hand.
As we
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Spectre of my dreams goodbye
The dreams have ceased their tyranny
And I've won the mental war
I had no curiosity
To learn anymore
Attempts made to escape
The fate that had to come
But still it was too late
Because I was already done
Still the parting words
Of the spectre in my mind
Struck defiant chords
Like he thought he'd been maligned
I assured him then
And say so still awake
I never give in
When my life's at stake
Cease the silly threats
Insolence belongs on a shelf
Or I will hasten all my bets
And make a mockery of your health
It's truly sad
That written this must be
For it's too bad
Eye to eye we'll never see
I'm wary of the spectre
For th
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