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I wish I can have a dreamless night for once
Then I can sleep in peace knowing there won’t be dreams
That change into nightmares before my eyes
Each time I close my eyes it makes me wonder what dreams will come
Dreams full of mayhem and chaos
Visions that might come true later in the future
Haunting memories of the past
I pray each night that my Lord will protect me
Please hold me close and chase away these hallucinations
Then I can sleep in peace knowing there won’t be dreams
That change into nightmares before my eyes
Each time I close my eyes it makes me wonder what dreams will come
Dreams full of mayhem and chaos
Visions that might come true later in the future
Haunting memories of the past
I pray each night that my Lord will protect me
Please hold me close and chase away these hallucinations
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Does it even matter now ?
"Say, does it really matter now?" A voice that always haunt me,
"I don't know...Why do you always ask?" I questioned back like always.
"Don't you think, you should just give up on trying? Isn't it just hurting you?" That voice continues,
"It is, but I don't want to be alone." I answered hesitantly.
"Isn't being alone better than letting them treat you as a tool than as a friend?" The voice argued back.
I remained silent and became more and more hesitant on my choices.
"Does it really matter, why not just throw away your care?" The voice said sadly,
"Why not just throw it all away, so it won't hurt. Why not just give it up and be yoursel
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So What's Wrong?
I love art class, I really do.
I love to paint and draw and get amazing results.
But sometimes I can't help but not want to be there.
Sometimes, I hate it.
No one talks to me.
Then again, I have my headphones on.
No one knows me that well.
But, I seclude myself from everyone else.
It's really boring at times.
I never integrate myself in their conversation.
My teacher barely gives me criticism.
I don't ask a lot of questions either.
People tend to stay away from me.
Yet I always have this aura of not wanting to bothered around me.
When people pass by, I can feel their eyes on my back.
Their breath brush up behind my neck and on my s
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Tell me how
Tell me how
you can cause me
to turn red at a single phrase
Tell me how
you can cause me
to even forget my name.
Tell me how
you can cause me
to trip over my words
Tell me how
you can cause my
heart to be stirred.
Tell me how.
Because m'dear
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Yes amen! I had thee weirdest dreams last night I have to tell you. Omigosh it was just.. wow so random and weird!