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There’s a constant pain
I feel deep inside
from the simple task
of trying to breathe.
A black disease that taints my lungs.
Little creatures roam around inside
piercing my sides with
pitchforks and dynamite.
A knife that lives within my stomach
slices and tears my muscles apart.
A thousand and fifty-two pills
unable to heal this constant pain.
Like,
a black disease
that taints my lungs.
Sleep takes me away to another place
but once I wake up, it starts all over again.
This constant pain I feel deep inside
needs to die or fucking fly.
The drugs I take won't even cure this pain
I'm out of options of things to try.
I feel deep inside
from the simple task
of trying to breathe.
A black disease that taints my lungs.
Little creatures roam around inside
piercing my sides with
pitchforks and dynamite.
A knife that lives within my stomach
slices and tears my muscles apart.
A thousand and fifty-two pills
unable to heal this constant pain.
Like,
a black disease
that taints my lungs.
Sleep takes me away to another place
but once I wake up, it starts all over again.
This constant pain I feel deep inside
needs to die or fucking fly.
The drugs I take won't even cure this pain
I'm out of options of things to try.
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Written today or so... don't really know what inspired me to write this.. nor do I even know if it's worth posting.. but here it is for now....
As always, feel free to critique
As always, feel free to critique
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i really like this one. the imagry is great. i can relate!