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I swear I see her in my dreams sometimes,
Stuck between the dusk and the dawn.
Running like a beast and howling like a demon
Her minds been gone too long.
It was five years ago,
In the middle of the summer.
Right before the fall of snow
A green eyed girl with a face full of freckles,
Was the only trouble I'd ever know.
Now she only had a mother
Never knew her father,
said he left the same afternoon.
So why would she bother ,
To ever miss a father
Who wouldn't even stay the moon.
Well we got older,
The winters grew colder
I was young and I made a mistake.
Another girl came in her head full of sin,
Didn't know I wasn't hers to take.
I awoke in the night in the middle of a fight,
To see what the moon shown.
Was a green eyed wolf as big as a bear
Ripping up that girl I'd known.
It looked me in the eyes
And to my surprise
That wolf just burst apart.
And there in the middle
Lay my green eyed little,
Lady with a beating heart.
Now that's the end of the story
Its a little gory, but I swear that it's the truth.
That's why I'm stuck in a padded cell,
guilty for lack of proof.
Now I still hear her out the bars of my window,
Howling as she calls my name.
I scream right back,
Hoping that heart I cracked
Still might feel the same.
Stuck between the dusk and the dawn.
Running like a beast and howling like a demon
Her minds been gone too long.
It was five years ago,
In the middle of the summer.
Right before the fall of snow
A green eyed girl with a face full of freckles,
Was the only trouble I'd ever know.
Now she only had a mother
Never knew her father,
said he left the same afternoon.
So why would she bother ,
To ever miss a father
Who wouldn't even stay the moon.
Well we got older,
The winters grew colder
I was young and I made a mistake.
Another girl came in her head full of sin,
Didn't know I wasn't hers to take.
I awoke in the night in the middle of a fight,
To see what the moon shown.
Was a green eyed wolf as big as a bear
Ripping up that girl I'd known.
It looked me in the eyes
And to my surprise
That wolf just burst apart.
And there in the middle
Lay my green eyed little,
Lady with a beating heart.
Now that's the end of the story
Its a little gory, but I swear that it's the truth.
That's why I'm stuck in a padded cell,
guilty for lack of proof.
Now I still hear her out the bars of my window,
Howling as she calls my name.
I scream right back,
Hoping that heart I cracked
Still might feel the same.
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I guess we're all alone in our minds
Alone in our hearts, in our
Hidden sufferings and cesspool of
Pain and confusion and longing
I wish I know what I'm doing this for
What im inflicting these on us for
it hurts to know that you won't know me
and i won't be there for you anymore
I'm sorry
and I don't think my sorry is enough
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The midnight falls upon
The city, like a blanket
Of black & blue.
And to lift this strangeness
And coldness, I think quietly
Of you.
The warmer days of your smile,
The breath's ocean currents,
The kisses that came as
Fires, so lovely and strange
& sudden!
The nights of the stormy
Planets, when the atmosphere
Felt dense as an oven's,
Because we were together,
Flaming, foolishly loving!
And now we're physically
Separated, and maybe it is right,
But I still think of you
When the blanket, falls
In the form of the midnight.
(4/04/2015).
Y. Syskov.
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About a poor girl who never knew her father,
Daddy was the Wolfman...
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Made images in my mind. I am happy to seeing you getting better and better. I am sorry for the absence..