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Broken

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These tears.
Fall down my cheeks.
Blood red.
Like death.

I cry.
Not of joy.
And not of hate.
But of longing.

My eyes.
Were gauged out.
Unable to see.
Your face.

My mouth.
Is sowed shut.
Moans so agonizing.
Lusting for your lips.

My ears.
Are torn off.
No more dark whispers.
I miss your voice.

My fingers.
Violently removed.
Nothing to hold.
Not even you.

Engulfed in sorrow.
I sit alone.
I hope to see you soon.
If only I could.

Drowning in tears.
Needing some air.
Supply me with oxygen.
If only you could.

Surround by fear.
Needing an escape.
Whisper to me sweet things.
If only I could hear.

Devoured by the cold.
Needing some warmth.
Wanting your arms around me.
If only you were here.

Silently,
I sit.
Silently,
I pray.

Silently.
I wait.
For.
You.
I had just watched an Ep. of Ghost Whisperer, the one with Sally Stitch...and then Cloudy-x3 had drawn a pic of a girl who was stitched and i guess i was feeling down? not sure...anywayz...i wrote this as if I was a doll or more of a person stitched together and missing pieces :P
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Professional-Fcukwit's avatar
well that didnt make me nearly cry at all. *sarcasm*