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It's like a message stuck on repeat
Every time you open up then retreat
Never explaining the root, the reasons why
It’s still hurting you so much on the inside
And as you shut the door in my face
I want more than anything to erase
the reasons why you have to hide
For those who are unkind and the price that's paid
For the fear, regret, and the choices you've made
For the past that’s shaped the person you are now
For the forgiveness that's out of reach, somehow
For every measure of affection
that you speak of but can't give
It’s far too scary to leave that
bubble you've been living in
I'll do whatever it takes to see you smile again
I'll climb right back on that carousel and spin
As long as the light I’m willing to share
isn’t something you’re unable to bear
The wall is what you seem to prefer
Though you've said you want better
Yet never saying the catalyst, the why
Fear still controls your emotional tides
As you disappear the same way you came
I stop just short of encouraging you to stay
You aren’t the only one that’s terribly afraid
There are times when self-doubt prevails
as tenaciously as a dog chasing its own tail
In a pressure cooker where thoughts collide
Never quite certain if I’ve said what’s right
But those who have been unkind
And the price you've had to pay
Along with the fear, regret, and
destructive choices you have made
Reminders of a past that has shaped
the complicated man you have become
Tugs at my heartstrings so damn effectively that
I’m strangled by my own desire to absolve the trap
For every measure of affection that
you speak of but aren't able to give
It’s just too damn terrifying to pop
the bubble you’ve been drifting in
I’ll do whatever it takes to be held by you again
I’ll climb back onto that sick carousel and spin
As long as the light I’m willing to share
isn’t something you’re unable to bear
Every time you open up then retreat
Never explaining the root, the reasons why
It’s still hurting you so much on the inside
And as you shut the door in my face
I want more than anything to erase
the reasons why you have to hide
For those who are unkind and the price that's paid
For the fear, regret, and the choices you've made
For the past that’s shaped the person you are now
For the forgiveness that's out of reach, somehow
For every measure of affection
that you speak of but can't give
It’s far too scary to leave that
bubble you've been living in
I'll do whatever it takes to see you smile again
I'll climb right back on that carousel and spin
As long as the light I’m willing to share
isn’t something you’re unable to bear
The wall is what you seem to prefer
Though you've said you want better
Yet never saying the catalyst, the why
Fear still controls your emotional tides
As you disappear the same way you came
I stop just short of encouraging you to stay
You aren’t the only one that’s terribly afraid
There are times when self-doubt prevails
as tenaciously as a dog chasing its own tail
In a pressure cooker where thoughts collide
Never quite certain if I’ve said what’s right
But those who have been unkind
And the price you've had to pay
Along with the fear, regret, and
destructive choices you have made
Reminders of a past that has shaped
the complicated man you have become
Tugs at my heartstrings so damn effectively that
I’m strangled by my own desire to absolve the trap
For every measure of affection that
you speak of but aren't able to give
It’s just too damn terrifying to pop
the bubble you’ve been drifting in
I’ll do whatever it takes to be held by you again
I’ll climb back onto that sick carousel and spin
As long as the light I’m willing to share
isn’t something you’re unable to bear
Literature
differently (v. 2)
i.
if I had known I would die tonight,
I think I would've kissed her.
I think I would've told her to stay with me under
the umbrella for just a moment longer
instead of letting her walk into her home
with a flash of a smile back to me
and a "get home safe."
I think I would've pressed that button on the handle
letting the umbrella collapse above us,
fall to the pavement,
let the torrential rain soak us,
and I know I would've kissed her
before she had the chance
to say something.
I know I would've let the rain just pour down on us while
we kissed there,
until she pulled away and laughed –
god, I loved her laugh –
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Literature
Please read this.
Hell, Hell
Dear, you know
I HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THIS WORLD.
I am a beast
of many names
my rotting mind
my long mane
darling, all I
could ever wish
for
Is his love.
BUT.
HE'S NOT REAL.
Literature
ruthlessness
the corners have forgotten themselves, insisting that they are the dust and soot that lies at the surface. to clean out the corners grasping tightly to grime, one must be ruthless. then the corners will be corners again. ruthlessness cuts away what is not. ruthlessness does not cut corners.
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