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I woke up on a day
Full of sorrow and disgrace
Looking at a mirror
I see a coward on my face
What have I done
How could this be
I know I will live a life
A life of misery
Why did I do this
What have I done
I deserve to wither away
And never see the sun
I truly deserve
To lose my life
To never wake up
And see the sunlight
Trapped and isolated
Behind the bars
Sitting alone
Outside is far
Cold and cracked
The walls remain
Looking at the mirror
I fill with shame
The floor is old
Cold and damp
Upon my only desk
Is a lit lamp
I sigh a long breath
And I sit upon
My chair to my desk
And write what I did wrong
Drops of water
From the sink are heard
I continue to write
Not saying a word
I regret what I did
Outside life is far
So I remaining living a life
A life behind the bars
Full of sorrow and disgrace
Looking at a mirror
I see a coward on my face
What have I done
How could this be
I know I will live a life
A life of misery
Why did I do this
What have I done
I deserve to wither away
And never see the sun
I truly deserve
To lose my life
To never wake up
And see the sunlight
Trapped and isolated
Behind the bars
Sitting alone
Outside is far
Cold and cracked
The walls remain
Looking at the mirror
I fill with shame
The floor is old
Cold and damp
Upon my only desk
Is a lit lamp
I sigh a long breath
And I sit upon
My chair to my desk
And write what I did wrong
Drops of water
From the sink are heard
I continue to write
Not saying a word
I regret what I did
Outside life is far
So I remaining living a life
A life behind the bars
Literature
Interlude -Hanna-
He had been happy and that was the truth.
He had been odd and that was the truth.
He had lost everything and that was also the truth.
Growing up in Varuna for Hanna Falk Cross had been--and there was no other word for it--uncomfortable. That wasn't to say he hadn't been happy, he'd loved life and his lot in it, but it was difficult for someone who was awkward and different to live comfortably in a city where standing out was practically looked at like a sin.
Hanna grew up in the middle class, an only child, living in a house just on the edges of sector 5F, quite happy with his stay-at-home mother and his busily working father. They made t
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Lightwaves -- Chapter Sixteen
It hurt to wake up.
His mind slowly rose up, like through a thick, cold mud, aching with cold and thudding with pain, and with the headache his body awoke as well; stiff, rippled with white hot shots of pain.
Conrad let a moan of pain escape his lips, tilting his head back as he came fully into consciousness. His eyes cracked open, slitted against the intense, white light that was glaring down at him, and he groaned again. His head hurt so badly and his insides were on fire from the remnants of the serum. He just wanted to curl up in a corner and fall into a proper sleep so he could fight off all this pain.
But when he tried to move, he f
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