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Confessions of an Insomniac

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Pathetic defines me
Crying for what I lack
Inadequacy
Or at least what I
See as my faults
My ‘defects’ of sorts
Pining for things I can
Only dream of
I grasp as wisps of reality
I can’t reach
Feel it brushing my fingertips
The songs of my soul
Are fading to amber shades of grey
Much to my dismay
(My love for him
Has always been and always will be
Amber shades
Of his deep greys)



Aching tears
Daggers of memories
And wishes that slice at my skin
Pain in my heart
Swelling in my breast
I wonder why
I feel so deeply
(The people who love me most
Are those who’ve never even
Shaken my hand)

It’s a comfort and a curse
A double edged blade
I wonder how long it will take
For the web of life to be
Shattered by it
(The people I love most
Are ones I’ve never held in my
Arms)

Who are you all?
I know you
But all I have seen
Is a hollow beginning to you
I wish I had the means and the ways
To see you
And find out what it means
To be someone to other people
(In the night, as I hover between nightmares and
Reality
I think of all of you
And I wonder if
You think of me in the same way)
Well... yeah
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Karmaneko's avatar
Once upon a time ago, the Karma had commented on most of your work.

Where did they go!?

I love this.