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Tears are good for the eyes
you know
it's like rubbing alcohol
on paper cuts
it burns
it hurts
it stings
it opens
fresh wounds
but it's good for the eyes
you know
it's that vaccine
that makes you sore
it cleans
it heals
it lets out
all the bad feels
tears are good for your eyes
you know
so I think
I'll lay down
lay down
and
cry now
Literature
letters on leaving.
i wrote my first suicide letter in 10th grade.
they told me it didn't count if you felt like dying
unless you had it down on paper
like a vetoed birth certificate.
i've rewritten it enough times since
to realize i could never leave with a proper goodbye.
goodbye is too heavy a word for paper to hold
and i was never brave enough for the kind of courage it takes to tell them
why.
why they weren't enough to keep me here.
but i'm finally learning a different kind of bravery-
the kind it takes to
stay.
stay.
i learned to wear death
like rope burn my junior year
my senior year we became friends
but i finally stopped cutting the insides of wrist
Literature
How You Remind Me
Why must you remind
of the past I left behind?
You make the faces in the wind
howl their stinging reprimand,
Why must you remind
of the light I failed to find?
Complete blindness without a spark
forged my chains within the dark,
Why must you remind
of the angel who was so kind?
The warmth of fire in her eyes
only hastened her burning demise,
Why must you remind
of the voice that would always grind?
The words of a snake that learned to bark
never failed to find their mark,
Why must you remind
of the soul that has resigned?
The one person who I cannot see
the one person who is me.
Literature
static sprinkles
yesterday
i got out of bed and coated my eyelashes in black paint
and took off the paint with a wet wipe
and went back to bed.
some other things happened in between.
every day
i wear a secret, in a locket
on a cold chain against my chest
except the locket is a sharp dagger
and your fingernails will bleed if you try to pry it open.
some day
the world will be full of distinctive shapes again
and I will love star flecked skies, and freckles,
and powder chocolate cappuccino dustings
once more.
that day
i won’t be scared of the sky swallowing me up
or scrub my freckles raw and curse them like pin pricks
or cry at the extra indulgence of c
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I just did this on the spot
I'll probably revise it later
I'll probably revise it later
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Thank you, had a lot of tearie moments in my life