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Your life were like a mirror,
Even while fissured
Your beauty was laying where you captured the heart of many,
But the path to your heart
Now full of shattered glass
This would make anybody fear of walking,
The way to your heart
At first looked like a garden of roses
But after one step
They discovered your hidden thorns.
When looking at yourself
An inoffensive person
That been piling up that rust
Cause by everyone expectation,
Not knowing that all this work
Would be affecting you during all your life
People telling you that you will be useless,
Now that your beginning to be broken
They seem to forget that once beautiful you will always be
But nevertheless forget the past and keep staring at your outer shell
Now broken and thorny
Chasing any future owners
From this supposedly ugly mirror.
Until the one that will risk his safety to reach you
Cutting his arm
You’re starting to get sad
Because it doesn't seem like he’s willing to give up,
A few tears comes out and it felt like a river
But that person only immobilized himself to take a look
At this mirror without any real value
Not giving up
Standing here
Hopelessly looking at this,
Tearing up
My insides
Until this stranger got closed enough
To touch this fragile glass of mine
Scarred from any previous encounter.
It felt so new
That this now frozen heart started to beat again,
So new
That the thorny roses didn't seem as ugly as before,
Broken but what to do
Everything would be able to be fix with a little help
And it seem that I found it
It won’t be turning as perfect as before
But this person giving the same the feeling
Why cry right now when this mirror
Currently is shining at its brightness.
Even while fissured
Your beauty was laying where you captured the heart of many,
But the path to your heart
Now full of shattered glass
This would make anybody fear of walking,
The way to your heart
At first looked like a garden of roses
But after one step
They discovered your hidden thorns.
When looking at yourself
An inoffensive person
That been piling up that rust
Cause by everyone expectation,
Not knowing that all this work
Would be affecting you during all your life
People telling you that you will be useless,
Now that your beginning to be broken
They seem to forget that once beautiful you will always be
But nevertheless forget the past and keep staring at your outer shell
Now broken and thorny
Chasing any future owners
From this supposedly ugly mirror.
Until the one that will risk his safety to reach you
Cutting his arm
You’re starting to get sad
Because it doesn't seem like he’s willing to give up,
A few tears comes out and it felt like a river
But that person only immobilized himself to take a look
At this mirror without any real value
Not giving up
Standing here
Hopelessly looking at this,
Tearing up
My insides
Until this stranger got closed enough
To touch this fragile glass of mine
Scarred from any previous encounter.
It felt so new
That this now frozen heart started to beat again,
So new
That the thorny roses didn't seem as ugly as before,
Broken but what to do
Everything would be able to be fix with a little help
And it seem that I found it
It won’t be turning as perfect as before
But this person giving the same the feeling
Why cry right now when this mirror
Currently is shining at its brightness.
Literature
Shattered heart
With this broken heart I'll keep moving on
And the scar you left me will help me become strong
For my heart used to be so numb, but then you showed me love
Sadly then you shattered it, once you saw I held you dear
But I hope you don't regret what you have done
For what I felt, you'll only receive it once
Literature
Take It All Away.
There’s a tear between each smile and a fracture on my heart
And a thousand feelings breaking me and tearing me apart
Knowing when it’s over I may lose my sanity
Embrace the mess I am and the storm inside of me
In the dark I have a chance to fight away my problems
To ignore them all away instead of trying to solve them
All I saw when I looked back was a mass of insecurity
Laying waste to who I am and ripping at the seam
Lowering my already non-existent self-esteem
And I couldn’t help admitting I’m a self-made failure
Walking a broken path as a second-hand savior
And it all adds up to nothing; me in a nutshell
Yankin
Literature
Love Hurts
“Love hurts”.
I never knew the meaning of those words.
How could something so beautiful be so curt?
Why do they say it flies away like a bird?
“Stop this nonsense”.
They never did quite understand or see.
Our love has no consequence
As I was meant for you and you for me.
“Don’t choose with your ego”.
I’m not doing this all for me or for you.
I just love his smile that always does glow,
And between us, things are never blue.
“He will break you”.
Please do not just assume that
What happened to you will happen to me too.
I would know if he was a threat.
“There is no such thin
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THat is some really good poetry. I can totally relate to it. Keep it up.