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Sharp blades to the skin
Sharp darts to the heart
Drink water to make you thin
He tore your world apart
Reflections of a former self
Indelibly etched on your memory
Take those thoughts and emotions
and share each one of them with me
I will put them with my own
My lies, my deceit, my sin
Kiss your scars, heal the wounds
of your perfect skin
Kiss your scars, heal your heart
Taste your blood on my lips
My heart now beats as one with yours
For each other we now choose to exist
Sharp darts to the heart
Drink water to make you thin
He tore your world apart
Reflections of a former self
Indelibly etched on your memory
Take those thoughts and emotions
and share each one of them with me
I will put them with my own
My lies, my deceit, my sin
Kiss your scars, heal the wounds
of your perfect skin
Kiss your scars, heal your heart
Taste your blood on my lips
My heart now beats as one with yours
For each other we now choose to exist
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I tried
I tried to count my scars,
But I couldn't tell
Where one began
And another ended.
So I tried to count the cuts,
But I couldn't, because
Blood smeared across my skin,
Connecting them like a thin,
Red veil of pain.
And so I cried.
I cried a single tear, because
When I need to cry,
I can't.
Finally, I sat down,
And put pen to paper,
Or fingers to keys.
And tried to write my emotions.
But I couldn't, because
I don't know how to tell the world
What I feel like,
When I have no right.
I looked from the blood stained tissues,
Across my torn body,
Into my own eyes, reflected perfectly by the mirror before me.
Another tear was p
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My Masquerade
~My Masquerade~
For the world I am displayed;
They always watch but cannot see
through my masquerade.
I feel every moment fly;
My heart is beating, pulse racing,
breath held as I lie.
My innocence I can't defend;
I know that surely this will linger
'til my very end.
I brought this all upon myself;
Mask upon mask, lie upon lie
like valueless wealth.
Dare I take these masks off no!
My former self haunts me
everywhere I go.
False glory, false honor, false fame;
With all these masks I seem to have
forgotten my own name.
Literature
I Am So Disturbed
I Am So Disturbed:
How long will it burn me,
In darkness cloaked.
Raped by a voice,
Of death it spoke.
The ceiling revolves with words of sorrow,
Draped on the walls, they are creatures hollow.
Screaming and crying, the death we seek,
The eyes that stare, when I fall asleep.
Voiceless whispers and empty sound,
The pattern of drool, that stains the ground.
Endlessly scratching at walls and eyes,
I stare at reflections that breathe to die.
The darkened shadows that seem to stain,
The constant sound of a pouring rain.
Wherever I go, the eyes that lead,
Within me planting a dirty seed.
Again and again I am twisted by sound,
I wa
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way to put a rebound lover (sorry don't what else to call it) in an awesome and totally not corney way. For some reason i like it. Even just the title is enticing. but...i...sorta...don't like the last line...please don't hate me.