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I fall into a void-
That darkness that floods my mind
and drowns my spirits.
The monster comes in;
It places a mask on my face
so no one sees the emptiness.
My mind is blankly rushing.
Everything bad floats up;
It's all I see.
I'm spat from the void-
Left empty and drained,
no spirit remains.
That darkness that floods my mind
and drowns my spirits.
The monster comes in;
It places a mask on my face
so no one sees the emptiness.
My mind is blankly rushing.
Everything bad floats up;
It's all I see.
I'm spat from the void-
Left empty and drained,
no spirit remains.
Literature
The lost one's weeping
Listening attentively to the burnt out sounds
Rusted wrists don’t know how to do anything
Other than to harm
Crack open the loaded guns
Clench a cigarette between breaths
I’d come to realize lungs are suffocating
So I cut them out with dandelion limbs
And tore out my eyes to avert my gaze
Aching for salvation I was greeted by empty pews
And broken hymn books scattered among the graves
Lost lamb prodigal son, there is no home to return to
Only ruins and car crash features lay
Where tombstones used to stand
Literature
My Soul to Keep
Heart beats fast,
fingers tapping,
nerves are stretching,
so close to snapping.
Try to calm down.
Take a deep breath,
feel so weak,
so close to death.
Nervously shaking,
and the clock's ticking slow.
When will it be over?
When's my time to go?
Can't wait,
about to break.
God, I'm here,
my soul to take.
Take it now.
I'm really done,
tired of fighting,
don't want to run.
I just want to rest,
just want to sleep,
take me forever,
my soul to keep.
Literature
Empty.
I feel so empty
I hate this place
I want everyone to disappear
All I ask is for my own space
This world darkens me
It crushes me to bits
And just the thought of being here
Pushes me into fits
The sun will flicker into dimness
The mountains I'll crush
I'll burn the oceans
The howling wind will hush
Nobody will ever smile again
I want to evaporate the sky
I can't wait for that horn to blow
This poem explains why
I'm the devil's perfection
Evil is why I live
There's everything to take
And I've stolen everything to give
All the frequent depressions
Break-ups and tears
I can scream my lungs out
But nobody hears
Nothing will
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such a fantastic evocative poem! you make the reader enter and experience that moment well done!