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Not good enough for me,
not good enough for you,
maybe all the insults
are simply what's true.
What can I say?
Nothing, I'm done,
so sick and tired
of having to run.
So this is the end,
the last puzzle piece,
the very last straw,
the pain will soon cease.
I won't have to struggle.
There will be no pain,
and everyone's lives
will go on quite the same.
Because I am just me.
The greatest disappointment of all.
So say good-bye,
as I start my free fall.
not good enough for you,
maybe all the insults
are simply what's true.
What can I say?
Nothing, I'm done,
so sick and tired
of having to run.
So this is the end,
the last puzzle piece,
the very last straw,
the pain will soon cease.
I won't have to struggle.
There will be no pain,
and everyone's lives
will go on quite the same.
Because I am just me.
The greatest disappointment of all.
So say good-bye,
as I start my free fall.
Literature
Does that make me Different?
I wear make up. Does that make me fake?
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
Maybe.
But at least it makes me
Me.
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I Can Try
I can listen to everything you have to say
And try my best to make you feel better
Make the difficult times easier for you
I can hold you close and make everything else disappear
Let you take out your anger and frustration
Promise not to go anywhere
I can tell you I won't leave you when things start to fall apart
But that doesn't mean you would do the same
When things start to get hard
I can love you with all of my heart
Miss you so much it hurts to breathe
But that won't make you come back
Make you want to be with me
I can try to convince myself that there's someone else out there for me
That you don't still own my heart
Literature
I Love You, Daddy
Daddy, please don't touch me.
It doesn't feel good.
It makes me feel..
Naughty.
Daddy, please don't hit me.
I didn't mean to disappoint you.
When you hit me, it makes me feel...
Bad.
Daddy, please don't hurt her.
Mommy didn't do anything.
When you hit her, it makes me feel..
Mad.
Daddy, please don't say you love me.
I know you're lying.
When you say you still want me, it makes me feel...
Sad.
Daddy, please stop screaming at her.
You already killed her.
When you scream at her, it makes me feel..
Angry.
Daddy, stay there.
Let me sink the knife into your throat.
When you bleed, it makes me feel..
Alive.
Daddy, aren't you happy now?
As you
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Hey guys, I'm sorry. Today I realized that I haven't posted a poem in a very long time, so here you go, I whipped this one up for you guys really fast. It's not so good, but hey, it's something. It's written to my mom, who is always pushing me, which I know is not neccesarily a bad thing, except when your puched past your own personal limits, which is what she does to me.
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I hope you were joking when you said 'not so good' because it wasn't 'good' at all. It was absolutely fantastic!!! (The Hoff? No. Okay)
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