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God, god, oh god, I am so scared.
So so scared, to do what I yearn to do.
Scared, scared, oh so freaking scared,
to do what I need to do to live,
truly live – not just survive.
I am so shaking nervous
to let go of the tiny bird in my hand,
although I know holding on to it
won't do me nor it any good.
So, so, so afraid to fail
when hunting for the two in the bush,
ever evasive birds of peace of mind and freedom.
But I'll need both their wings
to finally fly.
So so scared, to do what I yearn to do.
Scared, scared, oh so freaking scared,
to do what I need to do to live,
truly live – not just survive.
I am so shaking nervous
to let go of the tiny bird in my hand,
although I know holding on to it
won't do me nor it any good.
So, so, so afraid to fail
when hunting for the two in the bush,
ever evasive birds of peace of mind and freedom.
But I'll need both their wings
to finally fly.
Literature
Youth
A thousand burning candles
lighting up a temple.
With the quenching of the last flickering flame
the aegis falls,
and the sacred building crumbles.
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Blood Mother
I love you in your inexistence
rabbit’s ear
baby’s breath
you are dust
but you are
mine.
Misadventures and
dew drop mornings
small curls
large eyes
my bones cannot knit your future.
Sunsets and moonbeams
sleep burdens our eyes
your soft lips sigh
there is a better world for you
than this.
-D.E.M
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Hometown Glory
Once, back when I was in school, the teacher played us an old song from back before America collapsed and Panem was formed. It was called, if I recall correctly, Hometown Glory. I had long ago forgotten the tune and words, but I remembered the name. I also remembered that the teacher explained to us that a hometown used to mean the place where a person grew up, where his or her roots were. Memory is a strange thing.
It was that song title I was thinking of when I heard that Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark were coming back to Twelve. Our hometown glories. This year, all of Twelve had watched the Games with bated breath, instead of our
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demons, all of you, i am no longer afraid.
i am longer afraid, to give up what i've yearned for.
numb, desensitized, just so very numb,
even to everything hastening my death,
can it really be - i don't want to live any longer.
i am standing here so patiently
tightly gripping the beast in my chest,
i cannot feel it in my hands
but it feels like i am doing something.
i have lost the will to win
when i cannot lose the two between heaven and earth,
the ever-present dragons of chaos and order.
but i don't need either one of their talons
since i've already fallen.
i am longer afraid, to give up what i've yearned for.
numb, desensitized, just so very numb,
even to everything hastening my death,
can it really be - i don't want to live any longer.
i am standing here so patiently
tightly gripping the beast in my chest,
i cannot feel it in my hands
but it feels like i am doing something.
i have lost the will to win
when i cannot lose the two between heaven and earth,
the ever-present dragons of chaos and order.
but i don't need either one of their talons
since i've already fallen.