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As the leaves on the trees fall
So does our hope
Like the stilling of a hourglass
That marks our time upon this earth
Soon coming to an end, like the faith
We once held in the palm of our hand
Like that pure white dove
Needs to be released
It, like the crimson rose marks our love
Which flies away on a fall wind
Summer now ended, a memory of ash
And I sit and watch the rose petals fall
The golden leaves dancing in the breeze
Buried in snow like that ice cold heart
Never to feel loved again
Please do not forget me
While I sit, alone with the petals pooling around me like blood
Thinking only of you, and a pure white dove.
So does our hope
Like the stilling of a hourglass
That marks our time upon this earth
Soon coming to an end, like the faith
We once held in the palm of our hand
Like that pure white dove
Needs to be released
It, like the crimson rose marks our love
Which flies away on a fall wind
Summer now ended, a memory of ash
And I sit and watch the rose petals fall
The golden leaves dancing in the breeze
Buried in snow like that ice cold heart
Never to feel loved again
Please do not forget me
While I sit, alone with the petals pooling around me like blood
Thinking only of you, and a pure white dove.
Literature
Depression
I'm tired of being here,
all locked up in my head.
Every day I hear a whisper,
and I'm closer to being dead.
Something taps me on the shoulder,
something I can't fight.
When it talks in that low voice,
my eyes are shut so tight.
Once it gets to a cetain point,
and I'm still sitting on the ground,
it tells me to do things,
I'm trying to ignore the sound.
Its voice is harsh and filled with confidence,
and I can hear a hint of sorrow.
Even when it's telling me,
I won't live to see tomorrow.
I don't know what to say,
and I don't know what to do.
I'm still hearing it now,
and I'm still suffering too.
I can't tell what its weak
Literature
Fake Smile
Put on a fake smile
Throughout the whole day
Hide all my pain
That will never go away
Feel the tears coming
But I don't let them out
Keep my depression bottled
Don't even shout
Go home and am reminded again
Of the pain I can not bear
Add yet another mark
See if you care
Another day rises
I run out the door
Put on my fake smile
And endure all the pain once more
Literature
Stop Bullying
"Stupid" "Fag" "Retard" "Bitch" "Asshole" "Motherfucker" "Slut" "Queer" "Idiot" "Dork" "Nerd" "Geek"
Bullying hurts anyone, and everyone it encounters. Smirking across the classroom at the geek in the corner of the dusty rooms. Writing rude remarks to the shy kid who cries in the bathroom during lunch. Pushing people into lockers, tripping kids in the hallways and laughing as the scramble for their glasses, this is bullying. I have been spat at, laughed at, called names, shoved into walls, threatened, punched, and ignored by people my whole life. Whether it is big or small, it hurts. Spiteful comments, unkind looks, violent actions, cause p
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my first poem in a while. kinda sucks.
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i love this poem dear!