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I'm trapped in myself
Caught in my own desires
Lost in my own decisions
Losing in my own choices, in my life
And my desire are just stand-by
Turn off for all of this life
I don't feel anything
The people look at me and feel nothing to return
This cold and jaded dead skin
This black and blue in my heart
This alcohol in my veins
The love is fading
The life is vanishing
So bored and confused
So lost and crazy
No hand to pushing me
No air to gave me lucidity
Notinhg, only nothing
Sand in the beggining
Sand in the end.
...Where are you?
I can't shed my skin
I can't shared my life
I can't feel anything
I'm dying
Just seeing your smile far away
And dissapear in your history.
Caught in my own desires
Lost in my own decisions
Losing in my own choices, in my life
And my desire are just stand-by
Turn off for all of this life
I don't feel anything
The people look at me and feel nothing to return
This cold and jaded dead skin
This black and blue in my heart
This alcohol in my veins
The love is fading
The life is vanishing
So bored and confused
So lost and crazy
No hand to pushing me
No air to gave me lucidity
Notinhg, only nothing
Sand in the beggining
Sand in the end.
...Where are you?
I can't shed my skin
I can't shared my life
I can't feel anything
I'm dying
Just seeing your smile far away
And dissapear in your history.
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Kuroko x Reader: Broken Promises [2/2]
Twenty-fifth letter, February 25, 9:36 am
Truthful to his words, Midorima-kun came to visit me for a checkup. He has grown taller, or so I thought, until I noticed that I was in my slippers while he was in his shoes. I never thought I'd see the day that I'd get to see Midorima-kun in a lab coat and doctor gear. It was quite a sight. It's not as though I am making fun of him, absolutely not, but seeing how much he's progressed through his career makes me happy somehow. I'm still not allowed back at the kindergarten I work at, the head of the school was very kind. He insisted that I take another few days of rest before going back t
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Don't tell me.
Don't tell me you love me if you are not sincere
For a lie that strong can ruin my life and bring on a new fear.
Fear to be loved, fear to love ever again
It can cause my fragile heart to break, tear and bend.
Think of all in life that will be missed
because of one small broken promise
So, when I put all of my trust deep within you
Please don't tell me you love me, unless you truly do.
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Short poetry in english about nothing, that what I walk feeling in these times. Sorry about errors in concordance or in writing... I'm brazilian and autodidact in the end...
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Poema curto em inglês sobre o nada, que é o que venho sentindo ultimamente. Sinto se falhei na concordância ou na escrita das palavras, Sou brasileiro e autodidata no fim mesmo...
Imagem de preview retirada da internet.
Espero que gostem...
Preview image from internet.
Hope you like...
Poema curto em inglês sobre o nada, que é o que venho sentindo ultimamente. Sinto se falhei na concordância ou na escrita das palavras, Sou brasileiro e autodidata no fim mesmo...
Imagem de preview retirada da internet.
Espero que gostem...
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Não sou o único autodidata por aqui, que bom saber \o/
Entendo esse "nada", acredite... /:
Entendo esse "nada", acredite... /: