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They found my love hanging
By a rope from a tree
With a note in her pocket
That was addressed to me
The stains of her tears
On the ripped out blank page
Evidence to my eyes
Of an emotional pain
The last tears she would shed
The last anguish she'd feel
The deepest cut to her heart
This time would not heal
And nor did it need to
Her earthly shackles left behind
Time now has no meaning
And meaning now has no time
Unfolding the piece of paper
Even the fresh air suffocates
Scribbled down , hurried scrawl
'if you're reading this, you are too late'
I fall to the floor frantic
Clutch the note to my face
Trying to catch my loves essence
Before in the wind, it drifts away
By a rope from a tree
With a note in her pocket
That was addressed to me
The stains of her tears
On the ripped out blank page
Evidence to my eyes
Of an emotional pain
The last tears she would shed
The last anguish she'd feel
The deepest cut to her heart
This time would not heal
And nor did it need to
Her earthly shackles left behind
Time now has no meaning
And meaning now has no time
Unfolding the piece of paper
Even the fresh air suffocates
Scribbled down , hurried scrawl
'if you're reading this, you are too late'
I fall to the floor frantic
Clutch the note to my face
Trying to catch my loves essence
Before in the wind, it drifts away
Literature
Frost
I am devouring chaos,
chasing it down with winter's chill.
Spare me your fingerprints,
summer's lovechild. Those knowing owl eyes
have me second guessing the wild churning
in my bones. You are the sleep that sweeps
my eyelashes, drowning me in my own daydreams.
When was it...
that you plastered yourself to my ribcage?
Literature
I think you left a piece of you in me.
This tangled mess you call a heart,
daisy veins & sin;
She's bringing me down.
& you were merely shivering
kite-string clavicles.
Nothing,
pressing winter bones
against my sun-stricken mouth,
darkness searching for a home
buried in my lungs.
You whispered breathe me
lovely in the inhale/exhale
of carbon dioxide suicide.
She speaks only of you now,
lonely & mourning beats-
Crack open this damn ribcage;
set me
free.
Literature
I want to forget names,
& faces,
& people.
I want to forget their veins,
fingerprints forever burned into my eyelids;
wrists I can't look at
without longing to tear apart.
Spine full, and spiteful:
I want to cry
roses in my midnight tea
for these star collapsed lungs.
I want to cry for her
& for me.
But Shame,
she wont allow me the courtesy.
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just another old one
haha cheerful again lol
haha cheerful again lol
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