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we were 12 and 13 and 14 and
it was us against the world,
you + me = infinity and
we were sadness and heartbreak and toeing the edges of the universe,
saying i want to jump
and we were so, so young,
we were slow ache//slow break[ing points],
please hold on because i'm surrounded by people but
i have nobody else,
we were summer camp and ghost stories and
we still haunt the same old ghost towns,
we were quiet smiles and messages at 3 in the morning,
we were tears clinging onto our eyelashes because
the world was too much,
we were trapped and then you left but
you never left me,
never leave me,
we held each other up and we did our best to understand and
we were flaws that we're still working out.
we are rainstorms,
we are unspoken words,
we are infinite.
we are 16 and
it's us against the world.
it was us against the world,
you + me = infinity and
we were sadness and heartbreak and toeing the edges of the universe,
saying i want to jump
and we were so, so young,
we were slow ache//slow break[ing points],
please hold on because i'm surrounded by people but
i have nobody else,
we were summer camp and ghost stories and
we still haunt the same old ghost towns,
we were quiet smiles and messages at 3 in the morning,
we were tears clinging onto our eyelashes because
the world was too much,
we were trapped and then you left but
you never left me,
never leave me,
we held each other up and we did our best to understand and
we were flaws that we're still working out.
we are rainstorms,
we are unspoken words,
we are infinite.
we are 16 and
it's us against the world.
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Split
Run nails down my
arm; I won't let you under
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Dried up Tears
It’s.
Another...
Quiet day, locked up inside my room. Home alone, but I still don’t want to move around the house. Got a lot of chores I should be doing, but I’ll get to them later, maybe.
Was just wanting to chill all day, laying around like a Snorlax. Was trying to absorb positive vibes, but my brain had other plans, no time to relax, getting pushed back into the ring for another round of sadness.
Inside of my mind is rambled, over thought so much damaging things, I’m now not sure what is actually reality or just a product of my mind. The ability to create illusions that can be implanted inside your brain so easily
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Leaves Fall, We are Dreaming
November lingers on the skin
cold-fingered, longing,
dreaming by the crackled hearth
of birdsong in May.
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Totally feeling like this right now. Growing up tore me and my best friend apart.