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There's a knife in your hand and I watch warily from where I'm trapped.
You saunter closer to me, cooing that you'll never harm me; I drink up every word like a thirsty man.
You bring the knife up closer to me and I react; you just say everything will be fine.
Yet again, I believe your lies.
The blade cuts into my skin and I cry out; you press your finger to my lips and mutter that I'll enjoy this.
You continue to cut until you open my chest wide enough to reach inside and rip my heart out.
You pull back and we look at it feverously pumping in your hand.
A twisted smile dawns your mouth and you squeeze; I scream in pain and you continue to do so, adding your knife to the mix.
Finally, you have enough and toss my broken heart aside, walking away while laughing.
You saunter closer to me, cooing that you'll never harm me; I drink up every word like a thirsty man.
You bring the knife up closer to me and I react; you just say everything will be fine.
Yet again, I believe your lies.
The blade cuts into my skin and I cry out; you press your finger to my lips and mutter that I'll enjoy this.
You continue to cut until you open my chest wide enough to reach inside and rip my heart out.
You pull back and we look at it feverously pumping in your hand.
A twisted smile dawns your mouth and you squeeze; I scream in pain and you continue to do so, adding your knife to the mix.
Finally, you have enough and toss my broken heart aside, walking away while laughing.
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Taken .:Chapter 5:.
It had been a few weeks from my episode
though it feels like it was only hours ago. I can still hear their taunting voices repeating like a broken record in my head. I've spent these couple of weeks pretending to be sick. I've been eating food I know will make me throw up, overheating myself, everything I can think of to keep myself from having to go back there. My mother arranged with Brenan's dad for him to come over after school and bring me my homework, and in the morning swing by to pick up the things I completed. My mother said that "even though you're sick, you have to do your school work instead of just lazing around doing nothin
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Loneliness
Loneliness means to withstand every hardship and tribulation that life throws your way.
Also meaning no one is there to help lift you up when fallen to the lowest point.
It means to never to feel eternal bliss or even share a simple laugh with someone you care for. I wish I could purge it all away, and numb the anguish of my soul. Being alone also means that your heart can never be broken to the point of being shattered before your very eyes. Still you haunt me after all this time with your visage and memories. When will it all go away?
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Stolen Heart: Epilogue
Epilogue:
After a few hours I sat up
Hana's eyes were swollen from crying so hard
.
Her voice was cracked so I advised her not to talk
I didn't die
I went to sleep. I looked at the scars and wounds on my arms.
There, there was a new mark, on my chest; it was in a shape of a heart.
I sat up slowly and wrapped my arms around Hana.
"You and your endless promises
" I kissed her forehead.
She giggled
.
I sat up and picked her up.
"Let's get out of here
" I said as I carried her to the nearest hidden boat.
As we arrived to the nearest town we received stares and glances
But I kept walking,
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Boredom in math constitutes weird things being written. I apologize... Do you think it needs a warning?
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Boredom in math constitutes weird things being written. I apologize... Do you think it needs a warning?
Artwork credit goes to respective owner!
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love this i sent it in to love 4 dark poetry a group i co found