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Take It All Away.
There’s a tear between each smile and a fracture on my heart
And a thousand feelings breaking me and tearing me apart
Knowing when it’s over I may lose my sanity
Embrace the mess I am and the storm inside of me
In the dark I have a chance to fight away my problems
To ignore them all away instead of trying to solve them
All I saw when I looked back was a mass of insecurity
Laying waste to who I am and ripping at the seam
Lowering my already non-existent self-esteem
And I couldn’t help admitting I’m a self-made failure
Walking a broken path as a second-hand savior
And it all adds up to nothing; me in a nutshell
Yankin
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love didn't matter, but home was with you
i.
there's still shadows left of you
even with the
little that remains. i wish
sometimes the light
would stop it's singing long enough
for them to grow,
even though
my heart spends enough
time aching when
just the photographs
show their faces.
ii.
you took me
to a wedding once - it was a cold
night, and the
multitude
of stars in the sky made
it seem like God's
breath was reaching out
to earth. i don't remember
the names of the two who
joined together
indefinitely, anymore, not
when the wind's taken
those memories
in it's hold; but i remember crying because
love's just so damn
hard to find, and you
found me instead behind
the rosebush
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dear depression,
(master of the umbra)
i hate you.
broken whispers, lonely promises,
you are the worst of lovers, owning all, but
never seeming to be satisfied
even with your name branded scarlet into my wrists.
i am no longer the golden songbird as when you first met me,
but yet
you still hang onto me
your claws
raking across my heart like
my pen ripping across the bloodstained page, like
lightning across the skies, (vengeance
raining down from the gods i used to believe in)
"don't let them catch you,"
you breathed into my ears.
an ounce of life, in exchange for a cloak of darkness (i thought i'd only stay one night)
the fog was sluggish and deep.
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One day I will write a book, and I swear this will be the central theme. Our restrictions - self-imposed or otherwise - define us. They helped us make every decision in our lives, so who would we be without them?
I fear I would not be me, and even more than that - I fear I would not care.
As always, I'd love to hear your thoughts/interpretations/suggestions
I fear I would not be me, and even more than that - I fear I would not care.
As always, I'd love to hear your thoughts/interpretations/suggestions
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This has such a strong and powerful meaning into such a small sentence. I definitely know how you feel. With so much freedom, we can lose so much. But with such little freedom, we feel protected. That's how I think of it.
Beautiful poem. You will become a great artist with words in the future, I can tell.
Beautiful poem. You will become a great artist with words in the future, I can tell.