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Mirror mirror on the wall
who's the nicest of them all?
is it me or is it him?
and-what-does-he-hide behind that grin?
Do good things lurk behind it?
or is he just full of shit
tell me mirror, I must know
before dawn, before he goes
I trust in you mirror
so tell me please
will he ever love me
as much as I love thee?
The mirror's words were smart & wise
he answered this, with so much pride
"It is he the nicest one
for you only run & run
away from your problems,
they become venom."
Mirror mirror on the wall
are you completely sure-of-that-all?
I'm thinking you're reflecting lies
that whom people try to hide
tell me mirror is this true?
or are you going to lie to me too?
"Yes silly human
I just lied
I only say truths
of those who died.
So all you knew
was never true
for I reflect the tales
of those who begged in hell."
who's the nicest of them all?
is it me or is it him?
and-what-does-he-hide behind that grin?
Do good things lurk behind it?
or is he just full of shit
tell me mirror, I must know
before dawn, before he goes
I trust in you mirror
so tell me please
will he ever love me
as much as I love thee?
The mirror's words were smart & wise
he answered this, with so much pride
"It is he the nicest one
for you only run & run
away from your problems,
they become venom."
Mirror mirror on the wall
are you completely sure-of-that-all?
I'm thinking you're reflecting lies
that whom people try to hide
tell me mirror is this true?
or are you going to lie to me too?
"Yes silly human
I just lied
I only say truths
of those who died.
So all you knew
was never true
for I reflect the tales
of those who begged in hell."
Literature
the real fallen angels
His pale lake stained skin
bare, thinner than cotton,
expression solemn, jaw lax.
Gaunt body with fragile features.
A pair of white horns crowned
his nested light brown hair,
which shimmered with golden light.
His eyes tarnished by violet sunset,
his pupils stellar black holes.
I watched the hail gnaw away
his soft flesh, the pain
that vibrated his body
was silent.
Literature
Accidental Suicide
The first time, just a test drive
to see if I could take the pain.
Then I was compelled to do it,
again,
and again,
and again.
The last time out of anger,
sheer uncontrollability.
Slashed myself across my wrists.
And now ends this.
Literature
Hate Me... Please
~~Hate Me... Please~~
I want to scream at you
Even though you didn't do anything
I want to sew your lips together
when you happily smile at me
I want to kick you down
After you've picked me up
I want to shut your eyes forever
So I don't have to see them glint with hope
I want to make you cry
When you dry up all my tears
I want to tell you that I hate you... but I can't
Because you love me and you would die if I left
So the thing I want most in the world
Is for you to hate me
Maybe then I wouldn't feel so bad
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emotions are great aren't they? (the answer is yes)