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Third Wheel
What gives them the right,
To take that drink, tonight?
What gives them the permission,
To sit in such a romantic position,
When all I’m doing is sitting, staring,
Opposite to them, crying but trying
To hold back those tears.
Trying to hold back the fears
That are enrolling out before me?
The cold wisps of Winter are brushing against me,
And the heart I ignored for so long is in anxiety.
My fists are clenched.
My pride is pinched.
And my eyes are sour -
They have been for the past four hours.
Your childish beauty entrances me,
Asking a favour that just killed me.
“Take a photo of us kissing, mate!
Oh please, please, it’ll be so great!”
And reluctant to react, I take your phone,
And with a silent tear escaping, I kneel by your throne.
Your lips touch, passionate, true;
The camera flash splits through sky;
Through me and you.
FIN
What gives them the right,
To take that drink, tonight?
What gives them the permission,
To sit in such a romantic position,
When all I’m doing is sitting, staring,
Opposite to them, crying but trying
To hold back those tears.
Trying to hold back the fears
That are enrolling out before me?
The cold wisps of Winter are brushing against me,
And the heart I ignored for so long is in anxiety.
My fists are clenched.
My pride is pinched.
And my eyes are sour -
They have been for the past four hours.
Your childish beauty entrances me,
Asking a favour that just killed me.
“Take a photo of us kissing, mate!
Oh please, please, it’ll be so great!”
And reluctant to react, I take your phone,
And with a silent tear escaping, I kneel by your throne.
Your lips touch, passionate, true;
The camera flash splits through sky;
Through me and you.
FIN
Literature
Confused
I shouldn't feel this way,
Should I?
So many thoughts,
So many emotions,
All jumbled together;
Each fighting for the right
To be the strongest in its class.
I've been freed,
Yet I've never felt so enslaved.
I feel exhilaration,
Yet I've never felt so dejected.
I'm alive,
For what seems like the first time in my life,
And yet,
All the life has been completely stripped from me,
Leaving me weak and vulnerable.
This feeling;
What is it?
This battle that is raging on inside me,
How will it unfold?
Will it make me better? Stronger?
More importantly,
Will I survive this battle?
My world has vanished from beneath me,
And now
Literature
Crush
Something in the way you smiled
Made me weak in the knees
My cheeks would blush a scarlet red
Like a wild drum, my heart started to beat rapidly
If you ever looked my way
I hid my face in shyness
While giggling softly like a preteen
Smiling from cheek to cheek
I can only imagine, you and me
Hand in hand, walking the streets of Paris
Side by side without a care in the world
Proclaiming to everyone our love for each other
You serenade to me the most beautiful love song
No words can describe how magical your voice is
Those deep, harmonious tones can tame the wildest beast
Each angelic note is as heavenly as the next one
But this
Literature
nine reasons why you should
nine reasons why you should never love a poet:
one.
we like to hear things like 'you're beautiful' and
'i'd die without you' but deep inside we always know
you don't mean it.
and it just tears us apart slowly, no matter how much
we love those poisonous lies.
two.
and when you ask 'are you okay?', we're going to
answer with 'i'm fine'. and you'll hear that
even if our bones are shattering inside of us and
our hands are trembling from all the hurt that we go through.
three.
because we play our music too-loud-to-bear so that,
when we're all alone,
it chases away the thoughts that come with the silence:
things that haun
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This is dedicated to a friend of mine.
One day we went out to town, me, my girlfriend and him..
And I did invite another girl, but she cancelled.
So he was basically the third wheel, and the thing is, I knew he liked my girlfriend.
But me and my girlfriend got drunk-ish, and he doesn't like drinking,
And during our drunkness, she asked him to take a photo of me and her kissing.
And I felt really bad, but I was too... 'influenced' to say no.
He's been bitter about it for a while.
So, this is dedicated to him.
Sorry.
One day we went out to town, me, my girlfriend and him..
And I did invite another girl, but she cancelled.
So he was basically the third wheel, and the thing is, I knew he liked my girlfriend.
But me and my girlfriend got drunk-ish, and he doesn't like drinking,
And during our drunkness, she asked him to take a photo of me and her kissing.
And I felt really bad, but I was too... 'influenced' to say no.
He's been bitter about it for a while.
So, this is dedicated to him.
Sorry.
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How sad...
It sucks to be the third wheel. It's never any fun.
It sucks to be the third wheel. It's never any fun.