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The Future is a scary thing
He is a constant presence
Never leaving you alone
Never giving you peace
He dances on the horizon of your vision
Always, always, always there
Sometimes, Future crawls right up to you
And you realize how terrifying he truly is
He has one eye
One hundred legs
One thousand teeth
And one million questions
About what exactly you intend to do with him
Oddly enough,
The questions are the worst part of all
It's hard for me to sit here and write
As Future whispers in my ear
As he asks me where I am going
What I am doing
What I even want out of this life
And I continually realize that I just don't know
Dear Future,
I can handle how scary you are
How unpredictable and wild you tend to be
These things I accept
But please, please,
Just make the questions stop
At least until I find an answer
He is a constant presence
Never leaving you alone
Never giving you peace
He dances on the horizon of your vision
Always, always, always there
Sometimes, Future crawls right up to you
And you realize how terrifying he truly is
He has one eye
One hundred legs
One thousand teeth
And one million questions
About what exactly you intend to do with him
Oddly enough,
The questions are the worst part of all
It's hard for me to sit here and write
As Future whispers in my ear
As he asks me where I am going
What I am doing
What I even want out of this life
And I continually realize that I just don't know
Dear Future,
I can handle how scary you are
How unpredictable and wild you tend to be
These things I accept
But please, please,
Just make the questions stop
At least until I find an answer
Literature
Depression
I'm tired of being here,
all locked up in my head.
Every day I hear a whisper,
and I'm closer to being dead.
Something taps me on the shoulder,
something I can't fight.
When it talks in that low voice,
my eyes are shut so tight.
Once it gets to a cetain point,
and I'm still sitting on the ground,
it tells me to do things,
I'm trying to ignore the sound.
Its voice is harsh and filled with confidence,
and I can hear a hint of sorrow.
Even when it's telling me,
I won't live to see tomorrow.
I don't know what to say,
and I don't know what to do.
I'm still hearing it now,
and I'm still suffering too.
I can't tell what its weak
Literature
Hate.
I hate myself.
I mean someone has to.
I look in the mirror and all I see,
Is someone ugly.
No matter how hard I try,
And no matter what I say or do,
I mess everything up.
Nothing goes right,
Everything goes wrong.
I can't do anything right.
I want to please everyone,
If I can't be happy then
I should at least make others happy.
I mess everything up.
I can't make anyone happy.
I hate myself.
So do me a favor,
And hate me too.
Because if you hate me,
Then I don't have to hate myself.
Literature
Depression
Lay down your right to be human.
Put on a dazzling smile so that no one can see your pain.
You hide it all so well, but underneath your shirt you can still feel the scars.
No one knows what it is like to be you.
Your smile is but one in a billion,
A mask that you wear to ward off the questions.
Your scars are your war paint,
But this is a losing battle.
You are sent to face the demons all alone, though they will never leave your side.
So keep that pretty smile steady,
And don't let one tear drop from those stormy eyes.
Put on your war paint and go out into the world, where your smile makes you just like them.
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Just one of those days where I wonder what the hell I'm doing with my life.
...I think I need to just start a personification folder. xD
...I think I need to just start a personification folder. xD
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Haha very good, LIFE is a bitch and well the future always is bothering us, we all think or thought what were we going to do but we decide to make the first step by giving our decision and the future stop bothering us...