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Unintentional Toxicity
You've bolstered my most prominent belief: "I don't belong in this world" "I'm incompatible with this world" "I'll always be misunderstood" I know you don't mean to chip away at my self-esteem, But because of the cruelty you've suffered, your choice Of words do exactly that-- fucking up my progress and trust When you told me how much money you made the week prior When I told you that I learned that hard work doesn't pay off, I felt like a failure When you told me that you'll miss high school because of All the fun you've had, knowing that I had to be locked away from Society all those years, I felt a void grow in my heart When you told me how amazing sex is for you when I told you that I wish I was asexual because no one will ever want to share Their body with me, I felt my libido whimper and My envy strengthen When you told me that you don't understand why I want to Wait on trying marijuana, I felt like you were ashamed of me When you told me that you don't understand why I want
Literature
The Suffering of a Schizophrenic (Poem)
The Suffering of a Schizophrenic By J.C. Solis What heartfelt sadness one feels deep inside Where one’s inner demons live and reside What suffering and tinges of due pain The pain that long since drove a man insane So this is a life that one can’t control A feeling that keeps one from being whole For these are the words that have remained true It is through illness that someone now rues And as this plague infests deep in one’s mind To see and hear voices that are not kind It is through this cacophony we see That when a person begs to be set free It doesn’t take a little bit or much That comes from the feel of this sickly touch For one to see that the mind has gone wrong The insanity sings its deathly song This is a feeling that so many feel A feeling that none of them can repeal It is a feeling that robs one of light For the monsters prowl in both day and night For this is the mind at its most deranged A mind that is lost within its own mange And all reasoning
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so sad, so glad
no better company than my sadness and a purring cat. indulging in it, pretend feeling blue is a macaron, a little crunchy but melting on the tongue. listen to the sadness winding itself through your veins like a river, knowing - unlike a river, sadness runs out. but like a river, sadness has to flow or it will spill all over your fields, destroying precious, uninsured crops.
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