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Hurt
And again
You keep hurting me
And I
Don’t even try
To stop you
I don’t give a shit
Anymore
You can hurt me
All you want
It still won’t change a thing
You can’t make things
Any worse
You’ve already ruined
My life
What else
Can you
Fuck up?
Nothing is going to change
Whether you leave
Or not
Though I wonder
Why you bother
To stay
What is the point
Of fucking up my life?
You’ve accomplished your goal
And still you do not leave
But I no longer care
You can’t fuck up my life
Anymore
And again
You keep hurting me
And I
Don’t even try
To stop you
I don’t give a shit
Anymore
You can hurt me
All you want
It still won’t change a thing
You can’t make things
Any worse
You’ve already ruined
My life
What else
Can you
Fuck up?
Nothing is going to change
Whether you leave
Or not
Though I wonder
Why you bother
To stay
What is the point
Of fucking up my life?
You’ve accomplished your goal
And still you do not leave
But I no longer care
You can’t fuck up my life
Anymore
Literature
Poem: I'll Have Nightmares for You
I'll Have Nightmares for You
I'll have nightmares for you
If you'll sleep soundly
I'll take them in my mind
Just to watch you rest
I'll have your nightmares
If you'll take my dreams
Yes, I'll take them in
I'll have your nightmares for you
Just to watch you sleep
I'll take them from you
I'll take away your fear
I'll have your nightmares
If it'll stop your screaming
I'll take your tears
And I'll take your scars
If you'll lay your head down
And sleep
I'll have your nightmares
If you'll sleep soundly
I'll take them, my love
I only want peace for you
I'll have nightmares for you
I;ll take them away
I'll send them to hell
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Literature
Sometimes everyday.
I don't use a razor blade on my wrist
or my hips.
But sometimes I wish i did.
I don't use the lighter to burn my arms,
or my sides.
But sometimes I wish i did.
I don't use butterflies on my wrist,
or my arms.
But sometimes i wish i did.
I never used to wear a fake smile,
or a mask.
But now everyday I do.
I never used wonder about how terrible someone's is,
or about the suicide rate.
But now everyday I do.
I never used to care what they said about me,
or what names that shouted at me.
But now everyday I do.
Oh, how many thing wish could change.
i just want to be happy
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never know
it's been a week since you called.
last time, we talked for four and a half hours and barely at all did you mention her. you mentioned me though. you laughed at the things i said like you always used to and you said you hadn't slept since we last talked, and at the back of my head i hoped maybe you fell in love with me again. but i don't bet on it.
last night, you were in a dream i had. you smiled at me and you looked beautiful in the snow. you held my hand and it was warm. my hands are so cold now, you don't know. i almost felt like crying when i woke up. but then, then my phone rang and it was you. and you asked why i was still sleeping a
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Thank you for writing this. Now I have something to tell my jackass ex