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To the future children of this world, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that life is so tough.
And that not everyone is going to like you no matter how spectacular you truly are.
I'm sorry, this world is filled with hate and prejudice.
That everyday innocent people are killed either by themselves or others.
That because you're different you might have to run just a little harder than everyone else.
I'm sorry for the fact that true friends are so hard to come by.
And that one day they will still hurt you.
What sets people apart is whether they're worth hurting for or not.
I'm sorry that one night (or many a night) you will end up lying in the darkness crying all alone.
And that you might never know the reason why.
And I'm sorry that you're not given a choice to be born and the only thing you can do is make the best of it.
That sometimes hard work just won't cut it.
I'm sorry that sometimes you might be alone in a place you never wished to be in; with not a soul in the world to watch over you.
That, sometimes, no matter how hard you scream you might not always get what you need.
Sorry, that it can be so hard to put on a brave face when it seems the whole world is the same shade of gray.
You'll just have to bear being the only color.
And I'm sorry that people will lie to you and break your heart over and over and over again.
I'm sorry that one day you might just be so sad that you wish you just didn't exist,
And no one can really help you besides yourself.
I'm terribly sorry that everyone meets a person that can say a single word and completely shatter your world.
I'm sorry that person just might be you.
To the dear, precious future children, I'm sorry that you can only endure and hold on to the memories, near and dear. And I'm sorry that it's so hard to live.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that life is so tough.
And that not everyone is going to like you no matter how spectacular you truly are.
I'm sorry, this world is filled with hate and prejudice.
That everyday innocent people are killed either by themselves or others.
That because you're different you might have to run just a little harder than everyone else.
I'm sorry for the fact that true friends are so hard to come by.
And that one day they will still hurt you.
What sets people apart is whether they're worth hurting for or not.
I'm sorry that one night (or many a night) you will end up lying in the darkness crying all alone.
And that you might never know the reason why.
And I'm sorry that you're not given a choice to be born and the only thing you can do is make the best of it.
That sometimes hard work just won't cut it.
I'm sorry that sometimes you might be alone in a place you never wished to be in; with not a soul in the world to watch over you.
That, sometimes, no matter how hard you scream you might not always get what you need.
Sorry, that it can be so hard to put on a brave face when it seems the whole world is the same shade of gray.
You'll just have to bear being the only color.
And I'm sorry that people will lie to you and break your heart over and over and over again.
I'm sorry that one day you might just be so sad that you wish you just didn't exist,
And no one can really help you besides yourself.
I'm terribly sorry that everyone meets a person that can say a single word and completely shatter your world.
I'm sorry that person just might be you.
To the dear, precious future children, I'm sorry that you can only endure and hold on to the memories, near and dear. And I'm sorry that it's so hard to live.
I'm sorry.
Literature
sorry
i'm sorry for
still breathing,
i'm sorry for
being me,
i'm sorry for
bothering you,
i'm sorry for,
taking so of your time,
i'm sorry for
being stupid,
i'm sorry for
being a perv,
i'm sorry for
liking rock,
i'm sorry for
being retarded,
i'm sorry for
being goth,
i'm sorry for
being weak,
i'm sorry for
not pleasing you,
i'm sorry for
being useless,
i'm sorry for
being ugly,
i'm sorry for
being forgetful,
i'm sorry for
being shy,
i'm sorry for
being fat,
i'm sorry for
waisting your time.
i'm sorry for
being alone,
i'm sorry for
cutting,
i'm sorry for
writing this,
i'm sorry for
still living.
Literature
First Impressions
I remember the first time I met her
a tower of books tucked under her chin
glasses sliding down her nose
that she wiggled like a hare's
I helped her carry the tower
to her brother's truck
him ever so persistent to return home
and her just happy to escape into literature
she slumped into the seat
the tower resting at her bare toes
she stuck out her hand
and told me her name
and laughed at the common of it
she would be a freshman after summer
same as me
her brother still urgent
had the engine roar to life
and drive away
her hand waving at me
with a broad smile bubbling over
that danced for me
and all I could think was
Literature
Faith
I love your belief in God.
Not because it matches mine.
Because it makes you even more beautiful to me.
You are the dream I always wanted, but never had.
(God likes to surprise me. Well, consider me surprised.)
It makes me want to sleep every single night by your side.
I want to wrap my prayers around you.
I want to press my lips to the segments of your body.
If you asked, I would rest my head besides yours
and dream your nightmares for you.
(You shudder in your sleep. I don't think you know.)
In faith, I'll be your dreamcatcher.
In dreams, let me wis
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I wish someone had told me all this before I set out into the world by myself.
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the poem was so sad...
but then i saw your profile pic XDDDDDD
(not to be mean o3o)
but then i saw your profile pic XDDDDDD
(not to be mean o3o)