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Who are we?
Swimming through the sea
without a care in the world
going to the men who me see
and drag them to the deep
I love singing my heart out
though company might attract
when too close they come i scream out loud
then drag them to the deep
I am a human with a tail
just like a fish
when land men put down the sail
i drag them to the deep
Calling to my sisters
we all sailors seek
and when they finally come to us
we drag them to the deep.
Swimming through the sea
without a care in the world
going to the men who me see
and drag them to the deep
I love singing my heart out
though company might attract
when too close they come i scream out loud
then drag them to the deep
I am a human with a tail
just like a fish
when land men put down the sail
i drag them to the deep
Calling to my sisters
we all sailors seek
and when they finally come to us
we drag them to the deep.
Literature
Fallen star/ Girl of the dream
I want a ticket to anywhere
With a girl who would dare
To challenge reality...
Someone who would sit
And simply see
Who I am,
Who I can be...
A girl with the most beautiful eyes
The universe has seen
Where only truth radiates
Eyes that see through all the lies...
A adventurous spirit
Who can see beyond this world
Into the vastness untold
Of the pages that be...
A soul free of the city ties
Of the chains that weigh us down
Free from all the tries
To be someone in town...
Of the softest hair
Waving like the ocean
Without the slightest care
Drifting slowly to somewhere
A girl with a huge heart
That does have a part
Solely for me
Just there
Literature
that girl named Sarah
how could I forget you?
It would be like the diamond forgetting the concrete which pressed it into luminescence;
like a butterfly forgetting the cocoon in which metamorphisized;
or like a star denying the sovereignty of its motherly galaxy--
How could I forget you?
No matter where we go from here,
Or what your image in my head may fade or smudge into,
or how incoincided my memory of you from the actual you may become,
or how your name may dissipate from my memory,
or what may come next in your divinely authored biography,
or which people your narrative may bring you with interlockingly,
how could I forget that pale g
Literature
When I was a child, I was afraid of ...
When I was a child, I was afraid of walking home alone in the dark. In the winters, especially, just walking home from school was something that truly terrified me. It terrified me, as I was a child with a great imagination. Not seeing what was around me in the woods I would have to walk through to get home only made it worse. Because even when I couldn’t see, I could still hear and I could still feel. I could hear every little noise that was created by something out there. I heard the wind rustling the trees, the crunching of snow under my boots, and that godforsaken rumbling and rustling I would never know the origin of.
During my lo
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I've always thought that mermaids were a pessimistic allegory for love.
I like this though.
I enjoyed reading it.
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