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Should I run and hide from you
Because I can't say I'm all here
Part of me is back where he lays
In that once so comfy bed
I couldn't help myself
To all the forbidden fruit
That you placed in front of me
On a golden plater
I took advantage of your desires
Now their swarming me
I can't seem to fine a way out
You've locked me in this cage
What I did, was it really all that bad
Tell me, was it really wrong of me
Did my night's desires wrong me
And make me such a bad person
What title do I now hold
In your cold eyes
That seem to never not watch
Every little thing I do
Can you really blame me
For the night's desires
That fell upon me
As the moon enraged
Lock me away if you must
But my guilty desires will always come
Whether I'm in your arms or not
It will never leave my side
So do as you must
Because I'm really at a lost
For what should happen next
And how I should be disciplined
Because I can't say I'm all here
Part of me is back where he lays
In that once so comfy bed
I couldn't help myself
To all the forbidden fruit
That you placed in front of me
On a golden plater
I took advantage of your desires
Now their swarming me
I can't seem to fine a way out
You've locked me in this cage
What I did, was it really all that bad
Tell me, was it really wrong of me
Did my night's desires wrong me
And make me such a bad person
What title do I now hold
In your cold eyes
That seem to never not watch
Every little thing I do
Can you really blame me
For the night's desires
That fell upon me
As the moon enraged
Lock me away if you must
But my guilty desires will always come
Whether I'm in your arms or not
It will never leave my side
So do as you must
Because I'm really at a lost
For what should happen next
And how I should be disciplined
Literature
Retrospection
We beg for mercy,
to be pardoned
of a sin not of
our own volition;
to escape what
haunts the mind
through dreams
and distorted images.
There is an escape,
but it seems far-fetched,
and it only leads
to further damnation.
Breaking the silence
with a subtle scream;
still the heart is
shattered with memories.
-Brian Shuffett
July 11th, 2010
Literature
Discern
I can take
a hint without
taking offense,
without affecting
my sense of self,
but it's so hard
to tell who is real.
-Brian Shuffett
July 24th, 2010
Literature
Of Lies and Liars
Ten years, you said liars burn in hell
Five years, I found out that you lied
Little white lies to keep me in line
Even so, you told me yourself liars die
I opened my eyes, introduced to the world
To forget your betrayal sharp steel
Filled the gap where a family should be
All those moments wasted
A million times breaking your heart
Unneeded conflict, those jet-black lies
Bitter like sugarless coffee
And I can't get enough
Oh, I just can't get enough
A false world of comfort slipped from my grasp
I found out the truth and your lies
It wasn't long before I found vindictive joy
In conflict, sharp test of wits
It almost destroyed
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She walked in. Sat on that warm bed. And feel asleep in the sheets arms.
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Re the last line, how bout self-discipline!
A lonely poem of regret and confusion. It tells its own sorry story.
A lonely poem of regret and confusion. It tells its own sorry story.