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Hey girl, do you know
How much you do glow?
Sitting there in the darkness
Believing you are all alone
But it is not over now
Only the sun goes down
Do you think that
your parents loved you?
Maybe not, but I do
Did they support you?
No, they did not.
It is a shame,
The tragedy’s name
Hey girl, I want to tell you
Your death made me cry
So tell me please
Why did it have to end?
Was it too much to pretend?
Hey girl, did you know
How much you do glow?
It is not over yet
Only the sun goes down
It starts rolling
It will never stop
Fix society. Please
We will try, you know?
Trying to fulfill
Your last will.
Rest in Peace, Leelah.
How much you do glow?
Sitting there in the darkness
Believing you are all alone
But it is not over now
Only the sun goes down
Do you think that
your parents loved you?
Maybe not, but I do
Did they support you?
No, they did not.
It is a shame,
The tragedy’s name
Hey girl, I want to tell you
Your death made me cry
So tell me please
Why did it have to end?
Was it too much to pretend?
Hey girl, did you know
How much you do glow?
It is not over yet
Only the sun goes down
It starts rolling
It will never stop
Fix society. Please
We will try, you know?
Trying to fulfill
Your last will.
Rest in Peace, Leelah.
Literature
Letting the Past Die
Letting the Past Die
11/4/18
The past—everyone says to let it go
Despite being its present descendants
And resulting culminations—echoes
Pictures paused, prompting pensive reminiscence
And subsequent self-reflection. It stores
Memories fleeting adrift in oceans
Flooded from the stress of living life coursed
In cutthroat waters, chasing promotions
Or raises—hooked as soon as we taste it
Just once. While revisiting my past, I
Recovered fragments, memories lost in
The growing countless chapters cast aside
Ignored: old friends, faces I'd forgotten
Unclaimed treasures of moments I’d have cherished
Forever had I known what
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And Just Like That Letting Go Feels So Much Easier
There's something life changing in the way you tap your pen against the desk.
I'm not just saying so to sound poetically nice on page,
but because with the click of your pen meeting wood I can see myself on the other side, being caught in your gaze when you look out over your glasses.
I see myself telling you how annoying it is.
You sticking your tongue out and laughing.
I would say it not because the sound drives me crazy,
but because seeing you laughing does.
When I say something as small as a nervous tick is life changing it's because I can feel you changing my life.
Even in the small moments.
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When I Come to See You
When I come to see you
I’ll bring sparkling wine
And we’ll spill it on the floor.
I’ll be ready for your smile.
When your arms are round me
With my belly pressed to yours,
I’ll close my longing eyes.
I’ll be ready for your soul.
And in the early morning
I will open out our fingers
And silently I’ll go.
Deep breath.
Not ready yet.
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Rest in Peace, Leelah.
I somehow can't stop thinking about Leelah's suicide. I have never met her or talked to her online, but somehow it made me really sad to think about her suicide or other suicides. People killing themselves because they are not accepted by society. It is weird. What is so wrong about it?
Obviously, I can't understand how they feel but I do understand that they just feel uncomfortable in the way they were born. And if it makes them happy, then why not? How is it going to influence my life badly? Will it affect my life in any way? i don't think so.
Just a little "rant". I feel so horrible when I think about people commiting suicide because of such reasons or just in general..
I somehow can't stop thinking about Leelah's suicide. I have never met her or talked to her online, but somehow it made me really sad to think about her suicide or other suicides. People killing themselves because they are not accepted by society. It is weird. What is so wrong about it?
Obviously, I can't understand how they feel but I do understand that they just feel uncomfortable in the way they were born. And if it makes them happy, then why not? How is it going to influence my life badly? Will it affect my life in any way? i don't think so.
Just a little "rant". I feel so horrible when I think about people commiting suicide because of such reasons or just in general..
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Sehr schön und natürlich 100%ig wahr. Genialer Effekt durch das Wiederholen von "Only the sun goes down" <3