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Dont be ashamed
Your scars are
Only a sign
That you survived
Wear them proud
Head held high
Because you won
Let them see
You have struggled
But you never
Let it win
Show them all
You are strong
Stand up tall
Hold your ground
Dont ever forget
You are strong
You will win
Never give up
Your scars are
Only a sign
That you survived
Wear them proud
Head held high
Because you won
Let them see
You have struggled
But you never
Let it win
Show them all
You are strong
Stand up tall
Hold your ground
Dont ever forget
You are strong
You will win
Never give up
Literature
Suicidal
Blood flows from our wrists,
Making our hands turn into fists.
We only feel the pain and sorrow,
Have we given up hope for a better tomorrow?
The rope is hanging from the ceiling,
Helping us end that miserable feeling.
The pills are scattered across the floor,
Maybe we need to swallow just one more?
Others might refuse to see the cruelty of life,
While others try to end it by the knife.
Trying to get out of this cruel dream,
Sometimes all we can do is scream.
There are others like you out there,
You might not yet know where.
But they try to overcome it,
That's something not all will admit.
Every one of us needs a helping hand,
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Home broken
Dear father,
I swear I can't inhale the pain today.
You can just leave your lies at home,
because after all doesn't charity start
at home.
You know father, the rum on your tongue won't make us
go away, so why do it anyway?
I can see the struggle you put on mother's
shoulders.
I've seen the bruises and the scars.
I've seen the spilled blood and the feeble being on the hospital's bed.
I've heard the cursing screams and the pleading cries.
All at a young age.
But I've grown and you've grown.
To the point where we are not the same, not even
same DNA.
So you can i
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i hate my life
I hate everything and everybody including me. I'm bleeding inside i just want to scream at the top of my lungs so loud that I can not speak anymore, i don't need my voice because nobody cares what i need to say.I want to take a knife and to stabbe my already broken heart the pain i feel now is more stronger than when the knife cuts my heart .I don't need help i'm smiling don't you see i'm leaving this horrible place......
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