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look at me
tell me what you see
look at me
who am i
look at me
tell me what you see
you see me
if you look at me
you see what i really am
i stand
i stumble
on every second step
i get up again
you say i am strong
you say i don't give up'
you say i have the courage to stand
but...
i disagree...
i may stand
not because i feel like i haveto
i may get up again
not because i have the courage to do it
i'm afraid..
i get up again
because i'm scared of being down too long
i stand
because i'm scared of losing
i am wounded
i am bleeding
beaten to death
i still stand
not because i'm strong
it's because i'm weak
too scared to give up
beaten, bleeding
broken, bleeding
wounded, bleeding
i've been hit to ground
i didn't dodge
even if i could have
i will not dodge
never...
i will stand
i will wait to get hit
i will get up again
just to get hit down again
no.. i'm not strong
just scared
of giving up...
tell me what you see
look at me
who am i
look at me
tell me what you see
you see me
if you look at me
you see what i really am
i stand
i stumble
on every second step
i get up again
you say i am strong
you say i don't give up'
you say i have the courage to stand
but...
i disagree...
i may stand
not because i feel like i haveto
i may get up again
not because i have the courage to do it
i'm afraid..
i get up again
because i'm scared of being down too long
i stand
because i'm scared of losing
i am wounded
i am bleeding
beaten to death
i still stand
not because i'm strong
it's because i'm weak
too scared to give up
beaten, bleeding
broken, bleeding
wounded, bleeding
i've been hit to ground
i didn't dodge
even if i could have
i will not dodge
never...
i will stand
i will wait to get hit
i will get up again
just to get hit down again
no.. i'm not strong
just scared
of giving up...
Literature
Hide
Hide behind
Tinted glass
So no one can see
The red.
Literature
Monsters
It lies within your closet
And it creeps beneath your bed
It stalks you in the hallways
And it's not all in your head
It lurks over your body
And follows you everywhere
It creeps on you like a hunter
No other monster can compare
It doesn't play favorites
It doesn't have a specific prey
The young, the bad and the innocent
Are all for it to slay
There is no telling when it will emerge
It could arise at any moment
You see, death is all around us
And no one's immune to it
Literature
No poetry
No poetry was written,
No fairytales were read.
As if it was forbidden,
By the monsters in her head.
And all they thought was silly,
Was quickly thrown away.
By a girl who had to grow up,
By a girl who couldn't play.
All her dreams and fantasies,
All her fears and hopes.
Thrown in a bag of garbage,
Balloons and skipping ropes.
The teddybears and puzzles,
All had to retreat.
For new puzzles in her head,
She never would complete.
No poetry was written,
No fairytales were told.
Her eyes spoke of a sad tale,
Her hands were always cold.
She thought of no white horses,
For she was no princess.
Her life was about papers,
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i like this. people always think im strong and not scared of anything but if they would just actually look, like really look, at me they'd see a person who's just running scared. I dont get up because im strong i get b/c staying down is more dangerous, when im up i can roll with the blows and run. . .Im not funny,perfect, or trying to tease you im protecting myself, to be open is be...vulnerable. im scared to let down my wall, im scared to drown in those dark unknown waters. I cry myself to sleep when something gets through my wall, sneeks up me, and presents me with...life? love? When someones see's me behind mu wall i bluff and smile, when the turn their back for a second i run as fast as I possibly can. to be open is to be vulnerable, that scares me.
Sorry bout that ^, fingers kept just kept moving
Sorry bout that ^, fingers kept just kept moving