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The sea removed us,
moved us.
We are coiled waves of weeds,
beneath sheets of shells, and
we stagger.
The salty, sweet sun burns our eyes,
burns us black, and we melt apart,
uncoiled in corners of coral.
The sun removed us,
ruined us.
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The sea removed us,
moved us.
We are coiled waves of weeds,
beneath sheets of shells, and
we stagger.
The salty, sweet sun burns our eyes,
burns us black, and we melt apart,
uncoiled in corners of coral.
The sun removed us,
ruined us.
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Literature
Can't you hear it?
Can't you hear it?
You were dead before the day had even begun,
but you never could have known it.
C r a c k
Broken
in seven places, they told me afterwards.
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There was a stale taste in the air
as we set out,
though at the time I wouldn't have taken any notice of it.
Those fresh leather seats seemed so…
inviting.
We both knew we were well above the limits:
all of them.
Too fast, too high and too intoxicated.
And somewhere along the way,
time stopped.
For a fleeting moment there was sile
Literature
Cuts
Dyke.
Fag.
Queer.
Words I've come to know as name.
They jeer and they push and they taunt.
I give them no tears, no blood, no hurt.
I remain as sturdy as stone.
Underneath I am crumbling.
Do they know each word is a cut?
A mentally inflicted wound?
With every sharp letter,
I am left with another hurt to heal.
What does it matter?
Why should I care?
Their ignorance should not bother me.
But it does and it will, forever.
I am still a person.
Still worth the attention and voice of any other.
But they don't care.
I'm worthless, useless, beneath them.
I'm gay.
Literature
The Miscarriage
I went into my room, and slowly closed the door. Laid down on my bed and waited for the right time. The right time to use it, to see if what I was believing was true. Finally I walked into my bathroom, took the test, and waited. Waited to find out, to find out what to do. 20 minutes later the test had finished it's results. Now was the time of truth. Was I or wasn't I? I walked into the bathroom, picked it up. Felt flustered all over, felt a faint dizziness creeping upon me. It couldn't be, I was only 16, too young for one, for a baby, the words filled my head, I'm a mom, he's a dad. No. It couldn't be it was wrong. I took a second one, no di
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i love how you write. This is very clever.