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What used to be was formidable,
Never second guessed;
They knew I wasn't capable,
So I never stressed.
Desires smoothly saturated,
And easily dismissed;
I never knew the struggle
Of having to resist.
Devil, crown the fornicator,
For I will always be king;
I hold this status prisoner and whisper,
"Hail the dusk to which my deeds may always cling."
What is left today is pity,
Not a person is at all pleased;
I was never one for amity,
My relationships were always diseased.
The one I hold now is uncertain,
And never will belong to me,
I am but his friend,
And that is all I will ever be.
I hold near my almost-lover,
And closer my remorse
I never imagined this happening;
Protestingly drawn in by this force.
What I need is a splash of time to be
Away from this disease
Nameless, dear, you call this friendship
And I am agreeing to appease.
Not only is this aching,
I must admit, it hurts;
It is something you're awakening,
What this sentiment exerts.
You must admit you're fighting it;
It's easy to say I'd hurt you worse,
But Nameless, dear, I want you near,
Though you believe my intentions are adverse.
I grant you this release;
Someday you may see
Even if this isn't right for you,
It feels so right to me.
Nameless, I wish you only the best,
And keep your head held high.
And even though I'll still be here,
I felt the need to say good-bye.
Remember to draw the line, dear,
When things are too intimate for you,
And if ever you feel you love me,
Nameless, I love you, too.
Never second guessed;
They knew I wasn't capable,
So I never stressed.
Desires smoothly saturated,
And easily dismissed;
I never knew the struggle
Of having to resist.
Devil, crown the fornicator,
For I will always be king;
I hold this status prisoner and whisper,
"Hail the dusk to which my deeds may always cling."
What is left today is pity,
Not a person is at all pleased;
I was never one for amity,
My relationships were always diseased.
The one I hold now is uncertain,
And never will belong to me,
I am but his friend,
And that is all I will ever be.
I hold near my almost-lover,
And closer my remorse
I never imagined this happening;
Protestingly drawn in by this force.
What I need is a splash of time to be
Away from this disease
Nameless, dear, you call this friendship
And I am agreeing to appease.
Not only is this aching,
I must admit, it hurts;
It is something you're awakening,
What this sentiment exerts.
You must admit you're fighting it;
It's easy to say I'd hurt you worse,
But Nameless, dear, I want you near,
Though you believe my intentions are adverse.
I grant you this release;
Someday you may see
Even if this isn't right for you,
It feels so right to me.
Nameless, I wish you only the best,
And keep your head held high.
And even though I'll still be here,
I felt the need to say good-bye.
Remember to draw the line, dear,
When things are too intimate for you,
And if ever you feel you love me,
Nameless, I love you, too.
This is from Aranis's point of view.
It's 2:30 and I just finished this gosh darn poem.
Kind of daring posting this, since I don't know if Nameless feels anything at all for Aranis anyway...
I doubt it. x.x
So, yeah...
Tried my hand at poetry...
Stupid decisions are made at 1 in the morning. Dx
Can you believe that? Took me an hour and a half.
It's 2:30 and I just finished this gosh darn poem.
Kind of daring posting this, since I don't know if Nameless feels anything at all for Aranis anyway...
I doubt it. x.x
So, yeah...
Tried my hand at poetry...
Stupid decisions are made at 1 in the morning. Dx
Can you believe that? Took me an hour and a half.
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I love this!