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I see you crying in the night.
I know what set you off.
But that is not important now...
looks like I have a job to do.
Look me in the eyes, dear...
is he worth all of that pain?
Is he worth feeling like crap?
You know you can do much better.
Don't be afraid--you're safe with me.
Here's some love...something better.
Take it at your comfort, take it all.
This will get you going through the day.
If you like what you have ingested,
know that there is much more to be had.
Perhaps one day, you can pass it on,
and soother another as I just did for you.
--RKJ
I know what set you off.
But that is not important now...
looks like I have a job to do.
Look me in the eyes, dear...
is he worth all of that pain?
Is he worth feeling like crap?
You know you can do much better.
Don't be afraid--you're safe with me.
Here's some love...something better.
Take it at your comfort, take it all.
This will get you going through the day.
If you like what you have ingested,
know that there is much more to be had.
Perhaps one day, you can pass it on,
and soother another as I just did for you.
--RKJ
Literature
Love
Kiedy czujesz woń bezduszną utoń w niej,
bo serce potrzebuje tego nie głowa.
Ty nie kochasz tej miłości sercem,
ty jej nie rozumiesz.
Pozbądź się ciężkości,
pozwól sobie na to co najgłębsze.
A dojdziesz do miejsca w którym zrozumiesz...
Że miłość po prostu jest.
Wiersz mojej koleżanki. Pozwoliła na publikację. B.G.
Literature
love your mistakes
I've fumbled around with hearts before,
and let them fall. Cracked fingernails, walked into
doorframes, bumped into people and hesitated too long
to open my mouth. Moments passed me by, often.
Occasionally, I was brave, and fell hard on my nose.
Was bleeding and embarrassed for the pain;
and the proof of it, the blood.
Said "sorry, but," or didn't say sorry at all, ate my feelings
or starved myself for them, carried my guilt around with me
until it made me sick and lose my appetite,
drowned my hand soap in the toilet,
didn't stretch after exercise and was sore for days,
kept my distance to those reaching out to me.
Pushed my pain asid
Literature
Lover's Lament
Dear Diary,
How wrong is it to want to be loved? I mean honestly, it’s all I’ve ever wanted. My greatest dream in life was to get married and have children, and be absolutely adored by my family. Is that so wrong to want?
I would guess that your response would be ‘no of course it’s not wrong,’ but with my life, you’d probably be able to guess why no one would want to love me. Growing up I was always the weird kid, the one that no one wanted to sit with. I had an overbite and my parents were always drinking. That was okay though, cause even though they’d get in arguments sometimes and try to hurt eac
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