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Why
I Feel trapped inside
Its the only place I can Hide
My fears are taking over
Though I do not show it
I feel as though no one understands
No matter how they try
No one is listening
Though they say that they care
Over and Over I ask
Why is this happening to me
Am I being punished
Have I been bad
I can only answer with I don't know
I don't know why i have been chosen
Is this some kind of lesson
That i must learn
So I am hiding the fear of the unknown
Screaming deep down inside
maybe someday I can feel that I have Nothing
To feel Ashamed of.
I Feel trapped inside
Its the only place I can Hide
My fears are taking over
Though I do not show it
I feel as though no one understands
No matter how they try
No one is listening
Though they say that they care
Over and Over I ask
Why is this happening to me
Am I being punished
Have I been bad
I can only answer with I don't know
I don't know why i have been chosen
Is this some kind of lesson
That i must learn
So I am hiding the fear of the unknown
Screaming deep down inside
maybe someday I can feel that I have Nothing
To feel Ashamed of.
Literature
Heartache
Glass shatters
The pieces are scattered
Across the floor
Can you see me?
I was that glass
So fragile in your arms
And this hurts so much
Do you remember,
The way we used to feel?
You said you loved me
It seemed so simple
So perfect
It started off with a kiss
And then neither of us knew what to do
So you let me fall
You said you loved me
Made me feel wanted, special
It seemed so perfect
So right
Your touch sent shivers
Down my spine
So simple yet
Complicated
I had it all under control
It seemed so right
So great
But you let me fall
I thought I saw
A side you revealed to no one else
Something beautiful
Maybe I was
Literature
Unrequited Love
i see him across the room
laughing and flirting with the other girls
oh why can't i be one of them?
why must i be the dandelion in a field of roses?
i walk over and act like everything's fine
but every time he smiles
my heart skips a beat
and every time he cries
my heart breaks a little more
i know i should be happy that we're friends
but when you tell me i'm like a sister to you
it's like salt in the wound
and i know
i can never admit how i feel
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Quote
Why are you crying?
**I've lost something**
What did you lose?
**nothing becasue it never existed in the first place**
Than why are you sad?
**becasue nothing was everything I had**
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I have been Dealing with Some things the past couple weeks, and this is what i wrote from it. I hope it makes sense!
© 2001 - 2024 stuzangel
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No, I don't think you'd consider the thing that thelambofgod mentioned. You have too much to live for in your sweet daughter. Your poem is full of pathos, Cary.
I heard an old preacher on TV once. He preached a message of help in hardship. He said God SAID, and they all said AMEN!, this too SHALL PASS. I always think of that promise when things get really bad.
Hang in there, lady, this too SHALL PASS! and to that we said, AMEN!
I heard an old preacher on TV once. He preached a message of help in hardship. He said God SAID, and they all said AMEN!, this too SHALL PASS. I always think of that promise when things get really bad.
Hang in there, lady, this too SHALL PASS! and to that we said, AMEN!