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Save me, okay? Because I can't deal.
I gotta find a place to hide before I go insane.
Lose me underneath your bed;
Dim the sun and turn it black;
Then you won't have to see me crack,
While I go crazy.
Help me, okay? Because I can't deal.
I need to find some space to fly before I go insane.
Send me through the atmosphere;
Blast me up into the sky;
Then you won't have to see me cry,
While I go crazy.
I'm not okay. Because I can't deal.
I have to find a way to sleep before I go insane.
Stay until the darkness comes;
Meet me in a happy dream;
Then you won't have to hear me scream,
While I go crazy.
I gotta find a place to hide before I go insane.
Lose me underneath your bed;
Dim the sun and turn it black;
Then you won't have to see me crack,
While I go crazy.
Help me, okay? Because I can't deal.
I need to find some space to fly before I go insane.
Send me through the atmosphere;
Blast me up into the sky;
Then you won't have to see me cry,
While I go crazy.
I'm not okay. Because I can't deal.
I have to find a way to sleep before I go insane.
Stay until the darkness comes;
Meet me in a happy dream;
Then you won't have to hear me scream,
While I go crazy.
Literature
Schizophrenia
I hate you.
I'm lying to myself.
I wish you were dead.
You'll never be dead to me.
You're awful, and terrible, and selfish, and mean.
I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.
And after this, I'll never write for (about) you again.
Just thinking of you brings me inspiration.
Wishing we had never met, I'll curse my heart and yours until they blacken (your's already is).
Pretending, you do not..
exist, I will move on.
Our dalliance is over,
our friend(court)ship complete.
Never again, will I think of you, oh darling.
My heart beats fast at the mention of your name..
and not having you makes me wish
I were dead.
Staring a
Literature
Perfect Antidote
You're about as convincing as the safety
on a loaded gun.
And about as thrilling as
Russian Roulette.
You're begging for a trigger
to escape your troubled head.
Its like watching a car crash
From a window that I cant break.
You're falling down again
Tripping over tangled thoughts inside your head
That you cant pray away.
Well if you agree to be the patient,
I'll be the best damn doctor you've ever had.
I prescribe the perfect antidote..
Love.
Dont scream too hard lovely.
You're going to lose your voice.
For your throats sake,
Use a whisper and save
Some of your precious breath for words that
Deserve to be said.
You're
Literature
He thinks
He likes a lot of things, but the things he likes best are the things he never talks about.
He likes winter, but he doesnt like snow and he doesnt like cold. He just likes winter. And its the same with almost every other thing he holds close. With this sort of mentality, it becomes obvious why he felt so strongly about this person. Because he liked this person. No
even the word like doesnt seem right, it seems too
not cliché, but just not right. If he tried to explain it to you hed probably have to satiate himself with the thought that you probably just understand what he means. But, anyway, he
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That was an awesome piece. I hope everything gets better for you, but this piece really touched my heart