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Thanks for listening to me
Even when I make no sense
For standing by me
And holding me up
When I fall apart
With you I don't feel broken
It's like I've stepped back
From the edge
Like I'm further from insanity
Than I usually am
Thanks for holding on to me
When I feel like falling
For seeing through
This mask that I put on
My helpless facade
Thanks for making me smile
Even when tears are rolling
Down my face
And walking with me
Hand in hand
With you I don't feel broken
It's like I've stepped back
From the edge
Like I'm further from insanity
Than I usually am
Thanks for getting hyped up
On energy drinks with me
And standing at the edge
Of sanity
Arm in arm with me
Thanks for letting me
Be just as crazy as I wanna be
And being crazy with me
Just for letting me be myself
You're my best friend because
With you I don't feel broken
It's like I've stepped back
From the edge
Like I'm further from insanity
Than I usually am
Thanks for holding me tight
Telling me everything’s
Gonna be alright
And holding me
Through the storm
Thanks for proving me wrong
So many times
When I thought the worst was at hand
You pulled me through
And I love you
Even when I make no sense
For standing by me
And holding me up
When I fall apart
With you I don't feel broken
It's like I've stepped back
From the edge
Like I'm further from insanity
Than I usually am
Thanks for holding on to me
When I feel like falling
For seeing through
This mask that I put on
My helpless facade
Thanks for making me smile
Even when tears are rolling
Down my face
And walking with me
Hand in hand
With you I don't feel broken
It's like I've stepped back
From the edge
Like I'm further from insanity
Than I usually am
Thanks for getting hyped up
On energy drinks with me
And standing at the edge
Of sanity
Arm in arm with me
Thanks for letting me
Be just as crazy as I wanna be
And being crazy with me
Just for letting me be myself
You're my best friend because
With you I don't feel broken
It's like I've stepped back
From the edge
Like I'm further from insanity
Than I usually am
Thanks for holding me tight
Telling me everything’s
Gonna be alright
And holding me
Through the storm
Thanks for proving me wrong
So many times
When I thought the worst was at hand
You pulled me through
And I love you
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It doesn't matter who has made you
It doesn't matter where you are
You could be born in China
Or nay other place, near or far.
It only matters what you do
And how you play the game
Of life itself, no easy task
To get to wealth and fame
Or perhaps you want a simpler life
Which is quite alright
But for both you must always work
Be it rain, snow, day or night.
We are only what we make ourselves
So let's get this straight right now
Don't listen to what others say
At the end be sure you can say...
Wow...
Care not for servants. traitors, sycophants and liars
Nor for life's many pits, trips, potholes and briars.
Focus on your chosen path and stick t
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Today, as I opened my eyes, I remembered how I thought my life would be.
All the feelings, all the dreams, all the things that I would see.
I couldn’t hold all the excitement, as I had so much faith in myself,
Believing that one day, I’d have someone to whom I could tell.
Success never came, instead, I felt ashamed...
Of all the things that I wanted, and never really did achieve...
So much pain I felt, in every challenge I had to face,
And I ended up thinking, “this is who I am, why do I still believe?”
My mind keeps telling me that I should just give up...
But deep down I know I need to carry on.
It’s so hard
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The midnight falls upon
The city, like a blanket
Of black & blue.
And to lift this strangeness
And coldness, I think quietly
Of you.
The warmer days of your smile,
The breath's ocean currents,
The kisses that came as
Fires, so lovely and strange
& sudden!
The nights of the stormy
Planets, when the atmosphere
Felt dense as an oven's,
Because we were together,
Flaming, foolishly loving!
And now we're physically
Separated, and maybe it is right,
But I still think of you
When the blanket, falls
In the form of the midnight.
(4/04/2015).
Y. Syskov.
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oww that's a beautiful poetry !