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I cannot stand hypocrisy,
though I know I'm guilty of it.
I care nothing for dishonesty,
but I've told a lie or two.
I do not condone betrayal,
yet I've set a few fires
along the way.
I would never blame another
if the blame was mine to take.
My intention was never to hurt you,
but it happened just the same.
I do not expect forgiveness,
I doubt I could give it
either way.
I would never claim perfection,
though I am a perfectionist.
It means I never finish anything,
because I'm never happy
with how it ends.
So I guess you could say
I'm far from perfect.
I would certainly agree.
At least I'm honest about it,
just as sure as the words you read.
though I know I'm guilty of it.
I care nothing for dishonesty,
but I've told a lie or two.
I do not condone betrayal,
yet I've set a few fires
along the way.
I would never blame another
if the blame was mine to take.
My intention was never to hurt you,
but it happened just the same.
I do not expect forgiveness,
I doubt I could give it
either way.
I would never claim perfection,
though I am a perfectionist.
It means I never finish anything,
because I'm never happy
with how it ends.
So I guess you could say
I'm far from perfect.
I would certainly agree.
At least I'm honest about it,
just as sure as the words you read.
Literature
Almost
I almost cried today.
I almost felt that familiar pang of loneliness and
It almost seized control of my heart again.
It almost threw me back into that darkness,
That abyss of nothingness
I have become acquainted with on several occasions.
I almost fell to my knees today.
I almost needed to feel the comfort of touch
So I almost crossed my arms over my middle and held myself.
I almost laid my face into the space between my knees
Screaming and sobbing;
I almost released every emotion I ever had
Emitting a geyser of regret, fouled by desperation.
I almost rolled my body onto my cold hardwood floor.
I almost placed my hand upon the b
Literature
Far Gone
How far gone
was I that I
didn't even
recognize
a tender touch,
a kind word?
So far gone,
flinching at the
slightest touch,
wincing at every
word you ever spoke;
and you
never spoke
out of love
Wrapped so tight
to the point
of numbness,
I couldn't feel
the pain inflicted.
My body is
still addicted
to your cold ways.
-Brian Shuffett/Kat Ward
-June 26th, 2010
Literature
Far from me
I think I realized that the moon is much to far to reach
That the stars are just to far from me.
And I can simply weep
And just let things fly away
Far from me...
just fly away.
Reach the heavens
Like I can not,
Make me watch
As you go far.
Reach the moon
Where my own wishes don't reach.
Reach the stars
That I cant see.
My window pane grows colder tonight
My breaths a whisper in this night.
And I see my dreams float high above.
Going away where I can't touch,
Far from me
I realize
The moon is much too far for me too reach.
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-ed some time ago.
Came back for another look and see a typo: "..intension.." is spelled "..intention.." as you prob'ly know.
(Wow. A lot unintentionally is rhymed there. )
The last two lines I'm a little more unsure of this time. What do you think?
Think they really need to be there? Too repetitious when you need to be (or not)? It's up to you, of course.
I still like this poem, by the way. lol
Came back for another look and see a typo: "..intension.." is spelled "..intention.." as you prob'ly know.
(Wow. A lot unintentionally is rhymed there. )
The last two lines I'm a little more unsure of this time. What do you think?
Think they really need to be there? Too repetitious when you need to be (or not)? It's up to you, of course.
I still like this poem, by the way. lol