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your hand in mine as you prayed
to a god who might save you.
safety on.
your suicide note and the words
to your father, brothers, oh christ,
your mother.
my tears on your shirt as i
sobbed for everything i had lost
and the god who did not hear me.
the river stones under my legs and
the lights on the bridge in the night.
bruises on my shoulders and i hope
they never fade.
your big truck and the scent of
jasmine and the moment i realized
i was happy.
hand out the window
full of mississippi wind.
hair wild and skin stung.
you are beautiful
and i was beautiful for you.
your legs between my knees
as we flew down memphis streets.
the roar of your motorcycle and my smile
that was wider than the open highway.
the wind that took my blue dress
as i watched you lift the gun
hand steady.
safety off.
ready, aim, trigger.
bang.
to a god who might save you.
safety on.
your suicide note and the words
to your father, brothers, oh christ,
your mother.
my tears on your shirt as i
sobbed for everything i had lost
and the god who did not hear me.
the river stones under my legs and
the lights on the bridge in the night.
bruises on my shoulders and i hope
they never fade.
your big truck and the scent of
jasmine and the moment i realized
i was happy.
hand out the window
full of mississippi wind.
hair wild and skin stung.
you are beautiful
and i was beautiful for you.
your legs between my knees
as we flew down memphis streets.
the roar of your motorcycle and my smile
that was wider than the open highway.
the wind that took my blue dress
as i watched you lift the gun
hand steady.
safety off.
ready, aim, trigger.
bang.
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I love you doesn't have to be said
You like to think
that you're not emotional, but
yeah right, I've seen you all
worn down before, you didn't cry
but you might as well have,
I see your drunk I love you texts
and the way you try to go around
words to make me feel better
and the time you take to stay
by our side and it makes me realize
that you're just putting up a front,
that really you will miss
walking side by side with us
even though you don't want
to admit it
I love you too
I used to like to think that I
like being alone, that I could live
my life all by myself because
people are frustrating, careless,
they will abandon you
with the slightest nudge when
they are th
Literature
The Only Poem I'll Ever Write About Periods
What To Do When Your Boyfriend’s Asshole Best Friend Says, “Hey, Never Trust Anything That Bleeds For Seven Days And Doesn’t Die,
Right?”
OR The Only Poem I’ll Ever Write About Periods.
Don’t excuse him because he’s had
at least three lite beers
and is sweating through his black button down
that his mom or exgirlfriend
probably bought him.
Don’t excuse him because he’s been turned down
by the last six girls he went on dates with
after meeting them on tinder
with a picture that’s seven years old
Don’t excuse him because
he’s usually such a nice guy
because you don’
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Desire
To hear your words
Dance to my ear-
To feel your body
Drawing near-
To see the color
In your eyes-
That's what I
Desire
To cut the wind and
Hear the gasping-
Crush the heart
Within you, thrashing-
Shut the windows
To the fire-
That's what I
Desire
To break the spirit
And the will-
To sever ties and
Further still-
To leave your body
In the mire-
That's what I
Desire
To be your last
And only friend-
And know that I
Will be your end-
To watch you fall
From up on higher-
That's what I
Desire
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5/19/13: there are too many things crashing in around me like every chance i didn't take. i wanted to tell you that you are precious, you are loved, i wanted to reach in with both fists and tear out the darkness. i would slice out my own skin if it would show you that you are loved, and you belong here, here in the light. that it shines out of you, even in the darkness.
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companion to part two, moved from journal. i promise i'll write you some love songs next, but right now i got it on my mind to tell y'all some stories about the things i'll always regret.
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companion to part two, moved from journal. i promise i'll write you some love songs next, but right now i got it on my mind to tell y'all some stories about the things i'll always regret.
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Haunting; reminding me what its like to be human. I love this.