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Tears are imperfections,
They melt away my mask.
Destroy all my carful work,
Leaving me holding a few soggy pieces of paper.
I am the ice queen,
I must be the ice queen.
Emotions must be banished,
Any feeling showcases my weaknesses.
You must leave me here,
I cannot be saved from myself.
One day I shall end my pain,
Behind my slowly melting mask.
They melt away my mask.
Destroy all my carful work,
Leaving me holding a few soggy pieces of paper.
I am the ice queen,
I must be the ice queen.
Emotions must be banished,
Any feeling showcases my weaknesses.
You must leave me here,
I cannot be saved from myself.
One day I shall end my pain,
Behind my slowly melting mask.
Literature
Cutters Lullaby
Shh, its alright you can fix your heart tonight
Its better he's gone, feed your self that lie
Don't sit helplessly like a broken butterfly
You'll gain control through blood and knife
Etch it in, show your still alive
Make it fresh show your inner pain
Walk along the horrid memory lane
See it heal, watch it slowly fade
Let him go with the scars you made
Go to sleep with a heavy heart
Wish to be taken in from the dark
Nightmares creep in your head
Drown in self-drawn blood want to be dead
Awake the next day, hurt and torn
Same condition as the night before
Literature
I'm sorry
I knew a boy.
He cried himself to sleep every night,
and the rings around his eyes didn’t
match his soft-spoken words,
and Shame tailed him like a shadow;
his closest and only friend.
I knew a boy.
He scribbled jagged promises
on the inside of his arms
his elbows
the backs of his knees
so he wouldn’t forget,
wouldn’t get too close.
…
I knew a boy.
But not anymore.
Literature
You will always be sad
Imagine this sad and simple scene.
A person sits in the darkness, the
only light shining from an inanimate
object. There is no one at home; this
house is big and lonely. Their eyes
drift rapidly from place to place, they
yearn for stability yet it doesn't happen.
Then the waters start to burn their eye.
They fall uncontrollably, stinging their
flawless face. Suicidal thoughts come
and go, the pain ebbs in and out, but
the darkness forever stays in her soul.
I need to escape this hell, and
remind myself how it felt to be the
innocent person who always had a
chance to be happy. The devil whispers
quickly in my ear saying:
You
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Sometimes, crying is a greater sign of strength than hiding it all. Because it means you are strong enough to look for help.
This is a great piece. It flows really well.
This is a great piece. It flows really well.