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I have always waited
waited for insanity to come.
Everything is rated
by others, but I am all alone.
...
Buying things to compensate
all the things I ever lost
All things to abbreviate
the urge of things I needed most.
...
The feeling of happiness
empathy, comprehension
is now filled with loneliness;
sadness with expansion.
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R.I.P Words
Do you know what it feels like?
To feel something, but...
be unable to express what it is;
to be silent;
to fight it alone.
I know how much it hurts,
but I don't know how to show it.
Poetry used to be my refuge,
a place where I could be alone -
express all my emotions,
without being judged.
I'm losing it.
I can't connect to poetry.
Everything sounds so stupid...
Everything I write sounds stupid.
I have to erase all my feelings,
because they don't sound right.
The words aren't real.
They don't show what I feel
And maybe this will be the last.
Maybe I'm gone:
lost of all emotions.
I'm truly alone...
I used to have poetry.
Now I have not
Literature
Ways to conquer heartbreak
Dance with fistfuls of roses, shred their petals one by one and wear their thorns like armor.
Write your secrets between the folds of paper cranes and tuck them safely between the empty spaces of your castle ribs.
Open your broken heart to hummingbirds, allow them the warmth and shelter of your arms.
Rebel. Tape poetry to your limbs, Cummings and Sandburg and Sexton.
Take a walk outside of your skin for a while, run with wolves.
Extinguish that forest fire that’s been curling too long in your lungs.
Be that lionhearted girl those snobby poets always write about.
Allow that cavern of stars in your throat to speak your truths in uppercase
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I Am Schizophrenia
Shh.
Don't tell.
Shut up.
Sit there.
And don't
Say
Anything.
"Are you okay?"
No.
"I'm fine."
Turn off the light.
On again.
Off.
"What are you doing?"
Breaking.
Dying.
"Nothing."
Stare.
You can't fight the shadows.
They'll kill you if you tell.
Shut up.
Scream.
Rip your hair out.
Cover your eyes.
Uncover them.
Cover them again.
Lock the door.
But look
Now you're trapped.
Unlock it.
Lock it again.
"What's wrong?"
Everything.
"Nothing."
Don't take the medication.
It's poison.
Don't drink the water.
Don't eat your dinner.
Don't sleep.
You
Won't
Survive.
"I don't know you anymore. Who have you become?"
I
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