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I am a terrible person, with only feelings of sorrow.
Overwhelmed with regrets from yesterday & for tomorrow.
I wish for happiness, but only for reality to be silent.
I work for happiness, but only to be given mistreatment.
Flames of darkness consume my soul.
I understand nothing on the whole.
Finding others for comfort, an impossible task.
I hide my hideous face behind a mask.
Scorned, I am, & forgotten by all.
Mourned, I will not be, for it seems to be the law.
I have feelings of love.
But I am undeserving of.
I am fated to stay alone, even if I please others.
Others will not moan, as they will be with their lovers.
I allow others to use me for purposes of haze.
But I can never receive any praise.
Ungrateful fools; wretched they be.
Lucky ghouls; at least they are free.
Quite a horrible tragedy.
Perhaps it's a sort of macabre comedy.
There are those who say I am handsome.
Those who say that must be being held for ransom.
I know not why I was made.
All I know is that I'm afraid.
Crossing the threshold of the world was a mistake.
No one will ever understand my heart ache.
My lament of innocence will fall on deaf ears.
My descent of dissonance will be with tears.
Is there a chance for at friendship at least?
I believe not, as I am a forgotten beast.
This is my lament.
I am filled with torment.
I will be in the darkness.
My life all but aimless.
I await my fated meeting with Death.
I slowly draw my breath.
The forest is covered in shadow.
I finally arrive at the meadow.
There is but only one destination
My existence, it is one of aggravation.
I will not be missed.
I have never been kissed.
The end is nigh.
None will cry.
I pray that no one will suffer the same fate as I.
I say that the ones who have friends have no reason to cry.
The shadow is coming from the bend.
Perhaps I can be his friend.
Farewell.
Overwhelmed with regrets from yesterday & for tomorrow.
I wish for happiness, but only for reality to be silent.
I work for happiness, but only to be given mistreatment.
Flames of darkness consume my soul.
I understand nothing on the whole.
Finding others for comfort, an impossible task.
I hide my hideous face behind a mask.
Scorned, I am, & forgotten by all.
Mourned, I will not be, for it seems to be the law.
I have feelings of love.
But I am undeserving of.
I am fated to stay alone, even if I please others.
Others will not moan, as they will be with their lovers.
I allow others to use me for purposes of haze.
But I can never receive any praise.
Ungrateful fools; wretched they be.
Lucky ghouls; at least they are free.
Quite a horrible tragedy.
Perhaps it's a sort of macabre comedy.
There are those who say I am handsome.
Those who say that must be being held for ransom.
I know not why I was made.
All I know is that I'm afraid.
Crossing the threshold of the world was a mistake.
No one will ever understand my heart ache.
My lament of innocence will fall on deaf ears.
My descent of dissonance will be with tears.
Is there a chance for at friendship at least?
I believe not, as I am a forgotten beast.
This is my lament.
I am filled with torment.
I will be in the darkness.
My life all but aimless.
I await my fated meeting with Death.
I slowly draw my breath.
The forest is covered in shadow.
I finally arrive at the meadow.
There is but only one destination
My existence, it is one of aggravation.
I will not be missed.
I have never been kissed.
The end is nigh.
None will cry.
I pray that no one will suffer the same fate as I.
I say that the ones who have friends have no reason to cry.
The shadow is coming from the bend.
Perhaps I can be his friend.
Farewell.
This is a poem based on a man who basically had a very rough life at such an early age. The character in question is from one of my stories.
© 2013 - 2024 OrionTheSorcerer
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I really like this. Sorrowful poetry is my favourite.