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Here I am yet again
Lonely in love
Lonely in heart and soul
Nobody to call my own
Wishing for you to be mine
Cant we start again
Now I feel this barrier between us
Rivers to cross
Divided once more
Never knowing what could come next
You stole my heart
You stole my voice
And now I have nothing
And not through choice
Tied down with belts and ropes
Raped of all I owned
Now I know
Happieness is gone
A myth from a dreamer to many years ago
Lonely in love
Lonely in heart and soul
Nobody to call my own
Wishing for you to be mine
Cant we start again
Now I feel this barrier between us
Rivers to cross
Divided once more
Never knowing what could come next
You stole my heart
You stole my voice
And now I have nothing
And not through choice
Tied down with belts and ropes
Raped of all I owned
Now I know
Happieness is gone
A myth from a dreamer to many years ago
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
Depression
Thoughts run through your mind
'I'm a failure, I'm worthless'
Feel like you're being left beind
Invisible to everyone
Your world is just so bleak
You believe words they say
'You're pathetic, unwanted'
You must be that way
Got no one to turn to
Your 'friends' have all gone
They didn't have a clue
Couldn't understand
You slit your wrists, want to die
Through your veins runs despair
Ashamed, it's all your fault
To you life isn't fair
Sat in a corner, tears in your eyes
There's no hep, you're on your own
Force a smile so they don't realise
You just can't cope anymore
That's not true, there's someone there
To help you out, hel
Literature
Depression is
Depression is an ocean,
unpredictable and unwavering.
Its depths are deep.
Its Highs are shallow.
Depression is the sky,
amazing and determined.
Its depths reach our soul.
Its highs touch the heavens.
Depression is the sun,
Mysterious and huge.
Its depths are unimaginable.
Its Highs wish to swallow the earth.
Depression is...me...is it you?
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I wrote this 2 weeks ago
about 1 day after Ben broke up with me
about 1 day after Ben broke up with me
© 2008 - 2024 Lucinda-lulu
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