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Terror takes hold unexpectedly
It's icy grip forcing the air to escape your lungs
For a fleeting moment as you regain your composure
Your mind whirs as you struggle to fathom
What is going on?
That voice
You hear it again
In the distance yet
Right behind you.
The walls close in
Crushing your ego
Suffocating
Moral breaking.
You thought it was done
That there would be no more
But it wasn't the end
It was just the beginning.
It's icy grip forcing the air to escape your lungs
For a fleeting moment as you regain your composure
Your mind whirs as you struggle to fathom
What is going on?
That voice
You hear it again
In the distance yet
Right behind you.
The walls close in
Crushing your ego
Suffocating
Moral breaking.
You thought it was done
That there would be no more
But it wasn't the end
It was just the beginning.
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Depression...
No, depression is not just getting sad.
It's a constant sadness that melts into your bones,
An indescribably heavy weight upon your shoulders,
Never mind your heart and soul.
It's believing so many lies (maybe because you've learned to accept them)
And no longer appreciating your self-worth.
Wishing you no longer existed, wishing yourself gone.
Depression holds you back from your dreams
And pulls you into a nightmare.
It takes full control of your existence.
It makes you never want to get out of bed,
And when you finally do,
You just want to get back in it.
But you know the hardest part?
Ignorant people.
Just.
Like.
You.
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Does that make me Different?
I wear make up. Does that make me fake?
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
Maybe.
But at least it makes me
Me.
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Depression
Thoughts run through your mind
'I'm a failure, I'm worthless'
Feel like you're being left beind
Invisible to everyone
Your world is just so bleak
You believe words they say
'You're pathetic, unwanted'
You must be that way
Got no one to turn to
Your 'friends' have all gone
They didn't have a clue
Couldn't understand
You slit your wrists, want to die
Through your veins runs despair
Ashamed, it's all your fault
To you life isn't fair
Sat in a corner, tears in your eyes
There's no hep, you're on your own
Force a smile so they don't realise
You just can't cope anymore
That's not true, there's someone there
To help you out, hel
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Very powerful.