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When I cry, no one comforts me.
The pain is something I deal with.
Yes, it hurts to feel like this, child--
but what can I do when I feel blue?
When I cry, I must always cry alone,
for there is no one to hold me tight.
Yes it hurts to feel like this, darling--
but this is a part of life I must live.
When I cry, the pain hurts so bad,
and no one can soothe the hurts now.
Yes, it hurts to feel like this, baby--
but my heart is damaged from sadness.
When I cry, I feel destroyed and alone,
never again to feel good about myself.
Yes, it hurts to feel like this, dear--
and such is the way that life has to be.
--RKJ
The pain is something I deal with.
Yes, it hurts to feel like this, child--
but what can I do when I feel blue?
When I cry, I must always cry alone,
for there is no one to hold me tight.
Yes it hurts to feel like this, darling--
but this is a part of life I must live.
When I cry, the pain hurts so bad,
and no one can soothe the hurts now.
Yes, it hurts to feel like this, baby--
but my heart is damaged from sadness.
When I cry, I feel destroyed and alone,
never again to feel good about myself.
Yes, it hurts to feel like this, dear--
and such is the way that life has to be.
--RKJ
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
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
My Promises To You
I promise to always love you
Today and every day that follows
I am handing you my heart
May it go wherever yours goes
I promise to never leave you
I will stand forever by your side
There's nothing that can break us
When our hearts are intertwined
I promise that in our dying days
When nothing is as it was before
Not only will I still love you
I will love you even more
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Sometimes, the pain feels like it will last forever...and so do the tears.
--RKJ
--RKJ
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very sad poem but I could relate to this very much. I sort of have the power where I can go to my room and cry but then when I come out it'll seem like I haven't shed a single tear. sometimes not being able to cry tears bothers me.