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To drink yourself content.
To fuck away the memory.
She could wish for nothing anymore,
she only knew how things were meant to be.
I know that you and I were lovers,
with love to true it's almost scary,
but some stranger power told you no.
It doesn't change that it was meant to be.
I love you and resent you.
You are now like the rest of them, just vile.
Sadly enough our love was meant to be,
but you got angry, stupid like a child.
I miss you, I miss you.
Some words I will never let him hear.
but no words at all no interaction.
This will kill me.. that's my fear.
So drain her blood I see through scaring,
and drain her knowledge I see through drugs.
See this girl?
She's to sad to give a fuck.
She only wonders..
Will she ever of had enough?
-eve
To fuck away the memory.
She could wish for nothing anymore,
she only knew how things were meant to be.
I know that you and I were lovers,
with love to true it's almost scary,
but some stranger power told you no.
It doesn't change that it was meant to be.
I love you and resent you.
You are now like the rest of them, just vile.
Sadly enough our love was meant to be,
but you got angry, stupid like a child.
I miss you, I miss you.
Some words I will never let him hear.
but no words at all no interaction.
This will kill me.. that's my fear.
So drain her blood I see through scaring,
and drain her knowledge I see through drugs.
See this girl?
She's to sad to give a fuck.
She only wonders..
Will she ever of had enough?
-eve
Literature
What time is it?
She was standing at the departure platform and looked to the ground. Cold wind blew around her, but she barely felt it. A voice announced that the train would arrive six minutes later.
It didn't matter, nothing mattered anymore. She looked upwards, at the big clock hanging from the ceiling, saw the clock-hand jerk forward, with every second passing. It had started to rain.
She looked around; there were a lot of other people at the platform. They were listening to music, talking to each other, reading a book, some were even laughing. Others just stood there waiting impatiently. A young couple were holding hands, kissing each other. Again she
Literature
Lather,Rinse and Repeat
I'll write,write,write till I run out of ink
And when I'll run out of ink,I'll instead use my tears
And I'll cry,cry,cry till I run out of tears
When I run out of tears,I will then use blood
And I'll bleed,bleed,bleed till I run out of blood
When I run out of blood,I'll just continue living
And I'll live,live,live till I get sick of it all
When I'm sick of it,I'll repeat the whole process again
Literature
Bullying.
I know what it's like.
I've been bullied at school.
And I feel so worthless.
And I feel like no one cares, even though I know they do...
And some days...
I just want to give up...
Some days...
I feel like I can't take anymore...
And I just want it all to end.
People keep telling me to be strong,
But I don't know if I have any more strength.
My hands are shaking, my head is pounding, I'm gasping for breath, I can't stop crying...
I just want it to STOP.
I just want to be okay.
I just wish there was someone to hug me and tell me everything is going to be alright...
I just wish I had some HELP.
But...
Don't worry...
I'm not goi
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WOW, this is really good, very easy to relate to