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Empty
A broken heart
A throat full of glass
Poisonous air
Entering my lungs
While my mind
Is corrupted
And my fragile soul
Is stolen forever
I can't love
I can't speak
I can't breathe
I can't think
I'm nothing
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Between Us
I will wait, and wait, Until you are truly ready, And until then You know where I will be- On the other side Of the rift you've created Between us. I have no choice But to remain silent, I have run out of words... Crying tears of poison blood, Mourning the loss Of a beautiful someday That shall never come; Mockingly loving Pretty little dead things. I limp idly along, Even as my legs are kicked, Until I fall, Screaming and crying, And so, so very conflicted... I continue to crawl on broken knees, While my aching bones shatter, Splintering deep inside, And piercing The wound that is my heart.
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DxC: A Love Story..? Chapter 2
It's a year today. A year since that disastrous, messed up day happened. The day I broke up with that Goth chick, Gwen.
It turned out well in some ways; I now don't have a girl nagging me every second of the day, and no chick telling me what to do.
But...It's been a little lonely since then...
Oh well, screw that, what's done is done, right?
I sigh heavily as I trudge through the piles of leaves on the cement, running a hand through my hair, suddenly missing my green mohawk from my days on the island, abandoned movie set and crappy airplane.
I now kinda regret cheat
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I relate to this so much. Losing a loved one, whether to death or just distance. Chasing them for another moment of ecstasy is the epitome of chasing another high, despite how sick youll get if you dont.