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Literature Text
- Twinkle twinkle
little star,
she bought a knife
to make a scar.
Cut and tear
the tissue
find a way to
erase the issue.
Neat little ripples
ponds the the floor.
Stab,cut,tear,
more and more.
calls it
death
and fade way.
Literature
The Pain Of Anothers' Choice
The scars I wear come with a label of blame,
The words; you and I fuse, they have become that same,
Calenders have been replaced, time lost,
The scars I wear, my love became the cost,
Love became care then eventually the ability to tolerate,
One action over time, blurred the gap between love and hate,
Scars are given life in a distant room,
Creating an idea for most; the desire of a nameless tomb,
The blood I fail to see, the sensation remains in sight,
The blood must have ran free, the swaying tongue I chose to bite,
My family is surrogated, a sibling remains with me,
The smile she hides behind is printed, a reality is key,
One o
Literature
Suicidal Sickness
I carry this note hidden in my pocket
In case my suffering has been erased
Honestly, I hope no one will ever read it
It would mean my battles have gone to waste
Every time I see them it brings me memories
The faces of those who push me through
There are times in life there are too many answers
When only questions provide rescue
They all see the weight holding my heart down
My friends and family pursue my health
It makes me feel warm knowing that they're trying
But there are some things you have to do yourself
I realize it's selfish to end my own life
But I am not sure I can push through the pain
There is a reason I havn't signed
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Knife
Cut me with your knife
Cut out my heart and make me watch you tear it to pieces
Then cut me until i am unrecognizable
Keep cutting until there is no blood left to spill
Hear me scream
Not out of pain
But out of joy
I deserve this
I deserve all the pain that has happened
See the flower petals fall all around me
Watch them fall onto my wounds and heal them
See them close and the blood dry and flake away
But it is to late
For i am already dead
My soul has vanished
Here comes death on skeleton wings
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'Reassuring painful hating thoughts,
tossing coins in wells,wishing
to -disappear-
Practising writing words on caskets doors,
cause when you're gone, you're gone.'
(to be continued)
tossing coins in wells,wishing
to -disappear-
Practising writing words on caskets doors,
cause when you're gone, you're gone.'
(to be continued)
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