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somber sad and quiet
its how i wish to be
i can't really explain it
but its not allowed
something would be wrong
people would worry
worrying about me
how utterly ridiculous
but in my words
i can be whomever
i can be depressed
i can be selfish
i can be jealous
i can be cruel
i can be scared
i can be someone else
someone no one knows.
its how i wish to be
i can't really explain it
but its not allowed
something would be wrong
people would worry
worrying about me
how utterly ridiculous
but in my words
i can be whomever
i can be depressed
i can be selfish
i can be jealous
i can be cruel
i can be scared
i can be someone else
someone no one knows.
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I love...
"Homophobe..."
I hate random people I've never met
Because what they do in the privacy
Of thier own bedrooms confuses and
titillates me... I find myself excited but
I have been told all my life that it is wrong
"God hates Gays" They tell me... "Gays go to hell..."
I see two men holding hands and I
have to turn away...it makes my heart
race and my face burn...so I lash out at them
And Attack...
I see two women kiss and I don't know
what to say...I am literally without words...
So I respond with the hate and rage that I was
Taught by my Church and my God that I am
Supposed to feel. I say things that hurt them
Or anger th
Literature
Lesbian Essay
The hardest barrier I have ever faced in my life was figuring out that I am a lesbian. Yeah, you heard right; Im a lesbian. Not a very big surprise if you talk to the kids at my school. To them, Its just another reason to pick on me. But I faced this mountainous barrier with integrity, justice, courage, and determination. This fact came with a ton of barriers packed within, as it in itself is not a barrier. The first of these barriers was the fact that telling my mother meant almost certain death, the constance of religions haunting impression of hate which still lingers over the modern civilization, and the fact that I am
Literature
We
We
On these days, so hot and depressing I think of you.
I don't know you...
You don't know me.
Sometimes I think it will never be, the future that is we.
Then I see leaves, rustling in the gentle breeze.
Flower petals, scattered across the ground.
Blue painted sky, and butterflies that will never die.
And then I remember you are there.
You'll always be there.
I'll find you one day....
And you'll find me.
And we'll paint the future.
As ours.
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omg, me too ;-;
Some days i just want to just be not happy ;-;
Which is why i love writing
Some days i just want to just be not happy ;-;
Which is why i love writing