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Discontentment
I've spent so long in this state
But yet I fail to get used to it
I cannot bear this agonising wait
Descending in a sordid mental pit
At times it is too much to bear
Strangled by the constant despair
Damaged too much, beyond repair
Why is it that you refuse to care
Although deep down I'm too aware
There's nothing else I can ever be
It just hurts that it's not enough
Everyone else is much better than me
Held back by all that mental stuff
Only a tattered psychological ruin
Unable to accept this hideous fate
I No longer know what I am doing
Never managing to think straight
You only just see straight through
Staring beyond this ugly apperition
My form horrid, polluting your view
Regardless of my friendly ambition
Cast back and listlessly cast aside
Those eyes are trapped elsewhere
While I'm painfully dying inside
A life halted and going nowhere
Left wallowing in my own discontent
Amongst the broken peices of dreams
Lying shattered, broken and bent
Can't really be as bad as it seems
Days slowly merge into a grey blur
These delusional misguided feelings
Moulding my brain to whom I prefer
All dashed by fate's cruel dealings
Standing lost here upon the brink
Confused and uncertain where to go
Watching my empty drained heart sink
Those buried emotions I can't show
I think you know just how I feel
And I can tell it only hurts you
So that's whay I'm forced to conceal
I'll take away enough hurt for two
I've spent so long in this state
But yet I fail to get used to it
I cannot bear this agonising wait
Descending in a sordid mental pit
At times it is too much to bear
Strangled by the constant despair
Damaged too much, beyond repair
Why is it that you refuse to care
Although deep down I'm too aware
There's nothing else I can ever be
It just hurts that it's not enough
Everyone else is much better than me
Held back by all that mental stuff
Only a tattered psychological ruin
Unable to accept this hideous fate
I No longer know what I am doing
Never managing to think straight
You only just see straight through
Staring beyond this ugly apperition
My form horrid, polluting your view
Regardless of my friendly ambition
Cast back and listlessly cast aside
Those eyes are trapped elsewhere
While I'm painfully dying inside
A life halted and going nowhere
Left wallowing in my own discontent
Amongst the broken peices of dreams
Lying shattered, broken and bent
Can't really be as bad as it seems
Days slowly merge into a grey blur
These delusional misguided feelings
Moulding my brain to whom I prefer
All dashed by fate's cruel dealings
Standing lost here upon the brink
Confused and uncertain where to go
Watching my empty drained heart sink
Those buried emotions I can't show
I think you know just how I feel
And I can tell it only hurts you
So that's whay I'm forced to conceal
I'll take away enough hurt for two
Literature
Conventional Tragedies
Her mother was a sphinx, she was her favorite riddle,
her father played lullabies on Lucifer's fiddle.
Her facade was a doll, with a torn out pull string,
she lost it in a battle with an innerspring.
Her hopes were static ivy that crackled so high,
white noise never failed in making her cry.
Her belly was a bird cage that was empty inside,
she buried the song in her mind when it died.
Her skin was a roadmap of savage tattoos,
and bruised evil eyes inked in with voodoo.
Her hair was a tangle of fate 'round her head,
so she cut it off madly, and colored it red.
Her heart was a temple, without any worship,
'till spiders replaced lov
Literature
A Fool
I never thought I would be here, in this position.
I never thought that I would let this happen to me.
I thought I was better than that.
I believed you.
You seemed so perfect.
Everything about you was exhilarating.
Flawless.
I believed you.
I would not listen to the warnings.
They did not know you like I did.
They were erroneous.
I believed you.
You have taken all I have.
Everything valuable to me is gone.
I just cannot the fact that
I believed you.
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Thorns
I see you at first glace
Immediately captivated by your beauty
Your stem so strong and tall with pride
Your petals full of color and shape
I am a bud not yet blossomed
As I grow toward you
My stem embracing yours
I finally realize, you're covered in thorns
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Still just releasing some internal pressure - I know these recent ones aren't as coherent and flowing as other's i've done but I just needed to vent a little to get it out of my system. Maybe in time normal service will return with more logical efforts.
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