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I don't know what I am right now
Feeling so happy and proud of myself
Still even though I know I feel fine
Yet there is still an aching void I can't seem to quench
Just trying to make each with it deep inside
It breaks me inside knowing we are nothing than slaves of war
I love but am not allowed to be want to be
To sacrifice all of my being for one last time
To end all of this nonsense and to be free
For it is breaking me up inside know I will never be
Who I really want to be.
Feeling so happy and proud of myself
Still even though I know I feel fine
Yet there is still an aching void I can't seem to quench
Just trying to make each with it deep inside
It breaks me inside knowing we are nothing than slaves of war
I love but am not allowed to be want to be
To sacrifice all of my being for one last time
To end all of this nonsense and to be free
For it is breaking me up inside know I will never be
Who I really want to be.
Literature
Short story
A six word story resembles this.
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You mistake
The knife for the cake.
You savour the gore, lick
The conflict, flavour already
So like blood, but more.
Heady, metallic.
Hang a balloon in your ribs,
Pop it with a rail spike.
Bang.
A peel of plastic, maroon,
Like a bib, remains.
That’s how it feels,
That pain.
Promises are hammers.
Literature
Hearsay.
He said.
She said.
I didn't.
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