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I'm the little girl
who doesn't sleep very well
I'm the little girl
Who writes in the dark
I'm the little girl
Who barely see's what's going down
I'm the little girl
With the pills in her hand
who doesn't know what it's like to be gone
who doesn't sleep very well
I'm the little girl
Who writes in the dark
I'm the little girl
Who barely see's what's going down
I'm the little girl
With the pills in her hand
who doesn't know what it's like to be gone
Literature
My Little Flame
O little flame,
you once burned so free.
You were bright and warm,
so comforting to me.
But now you wither and cool,
soon to go out.
I hope to restore you,
but my heart's filled with doubt.
I don't have the energy.
I don't have the drive.
I'm sorry little flame.
I can't keep you alive.
And without you, my fire,
there's really no hope for me,
but this was always inevitable,
always so plain to see.
O, flame, I wish it were different.
I wish you could live on,
but it's too late now.
Our time together is gone.
So good bye lovely flame.
Thank you for your time.
I'm glad that for a moment
you were only mine,
and as I watch you fade away,
I ca
Literature
No Longer a Little Girl
Dear imagination, can't you be the thing you were
Butterflies and daffodils and happiness so pure
Sunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could be
Hidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't see
Shining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the prince
Twirling with excitement, though the others weren't convinced
Dear intimidation, did you find it to be true
All I ever needed was an overdose of you
Silly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mind
Making me abandon every daydream I could find
Lost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and dead
Far too weak to turn around, yet scared of things ahead
Dear destructive ten
Literature
Bully
I am the boy,
Who dresses like a girl.
The ones who wears makeup,
And idolizes Jeffree Star.
I am the gay kid.
You call me a faggot.
You tell me I'm nothing.
Your words sting like bee poison.
Nothing makes me happy.
I am the cutter.
I slit my wrists wide open.
That's how I ease the pain.
I want to curl up and die.
Death is better than this.
I am the dead one.
A victim of a bully.
An innocent man.
The kid you told to kill themself.
The one who took your advice.
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I know, I'm the little girl as well.