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You have absolutely no idea
What it's like to be me
Unless you're looking through these eyes
There's no way you can see
I know that you don't understand
It's a hard thing to explain
The methods that I use
To get through all this pain
You may not think you're judging me
But it's obvious you are
If you try to help while judging me
You won't get very far
You're telling me to do things
That I simply cannot do
It's not that I don't want to change
It's just I don't know how to
I know I'm hard to deal with
I know it oh, so well
And for that I am ashamed
It hurts you, I can tell
I'm sorry for the way I am
More sorry than you know
But the depth of all my feelings
Is something I can't show
You do not have the power
To understand all there is to me
Because the person that I am
Is someone you'll never be.
What it's like to be me
Unless you're looking through these eyes
There's no way you can see
I know that you don't understand
It's a hard thing to explain
The methods that I use
To get through all this pain
You may not think you're judging me
But it's obvious you are
If you try to help while judging me
You won't get very far
You're telling me to do things
That I simply cannot do
It's not that I don't want to change
It's just I don't know how to
I know I'm hard to deal with
I know it oh, so well
And for that I am ashamed
It hurts you, I can tell
I'm sorry for the way I am
More sorry than you know
But the depth of all my feelings
Is something I can't show
You do not have the power
To understand all there is to me
Because the person that I am
Is someone you'll never be.
Literature
The Abused
Their Eyes
Have many stories hidden behind them
They stare at you blankly
Sadness and pain buried deep within
But you won't catch a tear shed from them
Their hands and feet
Brutally beaten, trashed, slashed, and stepped upon
By the ones who cruelly made them victimized
Forced to live fearing for their lives
Yet they refuse to break and continue to survive
Their hearts
Forever scarred from being completely broken to pieces
From the tortures of abuse for the many years
Not knowing who to trust
Though they continue to stay strong
Their brains
Images carved deep inside them
Of everlasting turmoil
Confused on what they did wrong
Literature
How Dare You Find Depression Funny.
Why don't you just stop mocking people that have depression?
I mean seriously because when you mock them, you're mocking me.
Does that come as a shock to you - friend?
Yeah me, I've been battling with this for the past 10 years.
I've been a cutter for so long and still I feel the craving for more cuts, deeper cuts.
I have scars on every part of my body, there is no undamaged skin, if you look close enough there are even scars on my face, which I put there.
How can you find it funny?!
Yes you have had depressed times in your life, that is quite normal, human nature in fact, but it isn't like having depression as a disorder.
To have
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Depression
Thoughts run through your mind
'I'm a failure, I'm worthless'
Feel like you're being left beind
Invisible to everyone
Your world is just so bleak
You believe words they say
'You're pathetic, unwanted'
You must be that way
Got no one to turn to
Your 'friends' have all gone
They didn't have a clue
Couldn't understand
You slit your wrists, want to die
Through your veins runs despair
Ashamed, it's all your fault
To you life isn't fair
Sat in a corner, tears in your eyes
There's no hep, you're on your own
Force a smile so they don't realise
You just can't cope anymore
That's not true, there's someone there
To help you out, hel
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Yeah...it's pretty much self-explanatory...just something I wrote directed towards some friends of mine...
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I have had this type of discussion with my friends... They mean well BUT...
Excellent piece