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Where once you made me giggle
I can barely muster a smile
Where once you called me beautiful
Our conversations are barely worth while
Hun, whatever we once had is fizzing
And now you leave me questioning
Was I the only one who felt sparks?
I can barely muster a smile
Where once you called me beautiful
Our conversations are barely worth while
Hun, whatever we once had is fizzing
And now you leave me questioning
Was I the only one who felt sparks?
Literature
Do you feel the same?
I'm still just so lost
Can't believe my sadness
You shouldn't leave
What can I say?
I never felt this way
Tried to ignore it for months
I can't hide no more
Maybe it's too late?
My blush increases every second
You know I like someone
But you don't know it's you
Maybe it's true?
You make me smile
I talk happily with you
With you I feel safe and happy
Do you feel the same?
Literature
Ungrateful
It’s hard to be grateful for what you have,
When you’re stuck thinking about what you don’t.
So many people wish for material things,
New things,
Items that will make them feel fulfilled.
I don’t care about that stuff
Most of the time.
It’s hard to be grateful for what you have,
When all you can think about is what you don’t.
My sanity,
Some clarity,
Maybe some antidepressants,
Silence, real silence,
where even the voice in my head shuts up.
It’s hard to be grateful for what you have,
When the thought of what you don’t consumes you.
Someone to understand me,
Some way to understand myself.
But I
Literature
Blooming
Blooming --
in the star speckled sky, or perhaps the sky-speckled stars,
they flare and spark in their determination to outshine all else.
They creep gently around the solemnly turning planets, around the Earth, marveling at us as if we are ablaze and glorious and ready to erupt, as if we
-- we, and not them --
are something to behold from a distance: beautiful, but unapproachable.
They gaze upon us, shining with a sort of intense curiosity,
and in turn, we gaze upon them in
wonderment.
But
they,
not us, are the ones that burst in sudden vehemence,
in fiery expansions that
s c a t
Was I?
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I love your literature, it's nice