ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Silence
In the dark it was born,
In the light it would have died.
Without the love he was torn,
It was the night that silence lied.
In the dark it grew with strength,
In the light no one cried,
Without the love it had convinced him.
It was the night that silence lied.
In the dark it consumed him,
In the light he had died.
Without the love life meant little
It was the night that silence lied.
In the dark it was born.
In the dark it was born,
In the light it would have died.
Without the love he was torn,
It was the night that silence lied.
In the dark it grew with strength,
In the light no one cried,
Without the love it had convinced him.
It was the night that silence lied.
In the dark it consumed him,
In the light he had died.
Without the love life meant little
It was the night that silence lied.
In the dark it was born.
Literature
And the stars close their eyes
The air here is thick and heavy and I feel drunk but I am not. I am tired and lonely and drowning in the dark of another day I cannot force myself to handle. There are hands at my throat and, I swear, the promises I swallowed are making deals with the devil and drilling through my esophagus, escaping my body like the smoke in my lungs.
The sun sets, and somehow, I forget what I'm trying so hard for, anyway.
My bed does not like me anymore, and scoffs at my attempts to sleep, rejecting me in the early hours when the clock sighs 2:14 and the house greets me with familiar creaks. And the fading woman with shaking hands whispers lullabies throu
Literature
Night Falls
Night falls,
caught by no one.
Spreads her legs,
she begs
for lovers
in the darkness.
She beckons chaos in.
Anything,
to feel something...
The stars hiding in her eyes
fall one by one,
as she cries,
but she is warm
for her morning rise.
Night falls,
caught by no one.
She softly cries,
"I am warm…
but was it worth the moon?”
Literature
didn't i ever tell you
ballerina shoes seethe with dust and i
am lying in the corner on a
spider-web
you spun for me with your dreams
but didn't i tell you,
didn't i ever tell you dreams are lies
and hope is just a fairy tale
it's as dead as happily-ever-after
piano keys dig into the soles of your
feet but you walk on them because
maybe, maybe, the notes will
leak through your dry, hard skin and
give you the music back
but didn't i tell you,
didn't i ever tell you music is a lonely
sound, locked up in a soul-cage
music is trapped by the bones of my heart
guitar strings hang from the ceiling
and snap themselves into your stringy
dark hair, wrenchi
Suggested Collections
Featured in Groups
the first part is talking about how the boy was alone and then the "dark" is depression.
The next part is talking about him ebecoming very depressed and losing hope.
The next stanza is talking about him commiting suicide because life no longer meant anything to him.
By silence lied I mean the lonliness he felt convinced him that he didn't belong and that no one loved him when in truth that wasn't the case. He was just convinced that it was.
The next part is talking about him ebecoming very depressed and losing hope.
The next stanza is talking about him commiting suicide because life no longer meant anything to him.
By silence lied I mean the lonliness he felt convinced him that he didn't belong and that no one loved him when in truth that wasn't the case. He was just convinced that it was.
© 2010 - 2024 Skillet-Fan
Comments2
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
Emotive poem about an issue that can affect a lot of people.
