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I used to be broken.
I used to be wounded.
I used to be hurting.
I used to be crying.
I wanted something,
That would help me heal the wounds.
Make the scars fade,
And teach me to be stronger.
When I discovered the music,
The lyrics changed me.
I've been healed,
Nothing's ever done it so quickly.
I used to be shy.
I used to be desperate.
I used to be hurt.
I used to be vulnerable.
Now I am stronger.
I am ready to fight.
I am stitching these wounds.
I am setting the world on fire.
This is who I used to be,
And this is who I am now.
I used to be wounded.
I used to be hurting.
I used to be crying.
I wanted something,
That would help me heal the wounds.
Make the scars fade,
And teach me to be stronger.
When I discovered the music,
The lyrics changed me.
I've been healed,
Nothing's ever done it so quickly.
I used to be shy.
I used to be desperate.
I used to be hurt.
I used to be vulnerable.
Now I am stronger.
I am ready to fight.
I am stitching these wounds.
I am setting the world on fire.
This is who I used to be,
And this is who I am now.
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Used
I've supported everything you've done to me;
imagined all the things you promised we'd be.
You managed to betray me, though I still loved you through the shame;
the sweet compliments stopped me from telling you the same.
Torment and pain I secretly kept inside;
but now I'll speak out, I've got nothing to hide.
You tricked me into believing;
your loving eyes so deceiving.
Now that I see right through to your intentions;
my hurt and scars I'm not afraid to mention.
No longer will I be told what to do;
I'll stand up for myself, even if it means losing you.
Dreaming of everything we could've, should've done;
wondering if it was your
Literature
Missing Words
Missing Words
The words are dead
My mind wiped clean
A void in my head
This blank screen
But the words now
Have ceased to flow
I don't know how
To make them grow
Calling them out
Words in the night
End this drought
Making this right
Stare at the page
It remains clear
This barren stage
Theatre of my fear
Behind the curtain
Sealed fabric wall
Becoming certain
It hides them all
My words are there
Just locked away
Only for you I care
I'm trying to say
It's so widespread
Building up inside
This heart is dead
My words have died
Whenever I see you
My voice goes dry
Feelings so true
Can no longer deny
My mind is blank
Literature
No More Yesterdays
What if there were no more,
Sounds of singing to be heard?
What if there were no longer,
People, love, and words?
What if there were no passion...?
What if there was no more,
Rampant, unchecked sorrow?
What if there were no longer,
Souls living on time borrowed?
What if there were no pain...?
And what if yesterday became today,
But didn't become tomorrow,
And so, nothing changed...?
What if there were no more yesterdays...?
No tomorrows, no laughter, no tears...?
Would we even notice,
The passing of the one day that remained...?
What if no children danced,
There was no romance,
And no-one ever got a second chance?
Would we even notice th
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