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Mmhmm, I can hear it.
Crystalline notes of clean harmony,
Clashing storms of close chords,
The tender tug on a string,
The rushing current of voices like bells,
Music to my ears.
My only god
Whose reign is perfect.
My truest love
Betrays me not.
Loves me so,
When I do it less than justice,
I am forgiven.
Music will always be music.
Beautiful, pure, unbroken.
Crystalline notes of clean harmony,
Clashing storms of close chords,
The tender tug on a string,
The rushing current of voices like bells,
Music to my ears.
My only god
Whose reign is perfect.
My truest love
Betrays me not.
Loves me so,
When I do it less than justice,
I am forgiven.
Music will always be music.
Beautiful, pure, unbroken.
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Where the world makes sense
I let my head on this pillow, everytime I sink
Where all the heavy thoughts rest and the heart sings
Between the world's pain and my agony, there is a place
I close the eyes, I breathe, I rise and I'm there again
I am the same child again,chasing the summer breeze
Carrying all the colorful dreams on my shoulders
With eyes as big as the waves, and a heart where birds nest
There, where every butterfly takes colors from my palms
And the thirsty deers come drink from my spring
There where the world made sense
I am there, and the restless mind is home for peace
When you told me joy had features and a face, my face
I touch the sandy be
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Happiness
I walk around with a fake smile on my face.
Hoping that someone will notice that the smile i show is'nt true.
My friends don't seem to notice the hopelessness in eyes,
and i put up a wall so my family doesn't notice the dried tears and the strained sound in my voice as i speak to them.
But there's one person who does notice.
She's the one i turn too when i'm in need of help.
She's the one who listens.
She's the one that knows the real me.
She's the one that makes me feel like everything does'nt matter as long as I'm with her.
She help's me remember how great it is to live.
She make's the happiness show on my face again.
She the o
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All My Heart
Wish I could have you in a picture frame on my wall.
I'd hang you on a hook so you'd never fall.
But somehow people can't be put in a glass case.
They don't want to stay there even if its to keep them safe.
What's scary is the ones you care about,
Want to leave and find their own way around.
You want to hold them tight and not let go.
But they break free even though,
You try so hard to keep them close.
Its frightening releasing what you love the most.
So I'll try to live through these sleepless nights.
Praying with braided fingers that you'll be alright.
And I will keep trusting that,
One day you'll come back,
To my open ar
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Just reading your words sounded like music in my mind!