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i am the drifter.
and i wonder, from place to place.
uncared-for, and unwanted
unbidden, unbound.
i am the wanderer.
and i try in my life,
but i find my goal already acheived,
by that which i hold dear.
i seek my peace
my happy land,
where i can be content, free from strife.
and lose the memories of this past..
i am the guardian
and i protect the ones i love,
the ones who i deem life
should be free.
i am the shoulder to cry on
and i am the support,
a voice of love,
for those that love has forgot.
i would die for them,
i would lay down my life
i would suffer the torments of this world
just to see them smile.
but what of me?
what of my life?
what of my needs?
well, that is a different story.
i turn for help, and i find,
that the knife in my back,
is held by those,
whom i have protected.
whom i have held. whom i have loved.
but do not weep for me,
do not throw false hopes upon me.
for i have teetered on the brink before,
and i will do so again.
do not bleed for me,
for in my own mind
i am not worth your sacrifice
i still drift.
do not cry for me,
for life has long made me unfeeling.
life has made me a heart of stone,
a heart of coldest ice.
i still wander.
unwanted, uncared for. unloved.
i am the drifter
and i will find my peace yet.
and i wonder, from place to place.
uncared-for, and unwanted
unbidden, unbound.
i am the wanderer.
and i try in my life,
but i find my goal already acheived,
by that which i hold dear.
i seek my peace
my happy land,
where i can be content, free from strife.
and lose the memories of this past..
i am the guardian
and i protect the ones i love,
the ones who i deem life
should be free.
i am the shoulder to cry on
and i am the support,
a voice of love,
for those that love has forgot.
i would die for them,
i would lay down my life
i would suffer the torments of this world
just to see them smile.
but what of me?
what of my life?
what of my needs?
well, that is a different story.
i turn for help, and i find,
that the knife in my back,
is held by those,
whom i have protected.
whom i have held. whom i have loved.
but do not weep for me,
do not throw false hopes upon me.
for i have teetered on the brink before,
and i will do so again.
do not bleed for me,
for in my own mind
i am not worth your sacrifice
i still drift.
do not cry for me,
for life has long made me unfeeling.
life has made me a heart of stone,
a heart of coldest ice.
i still wander.
unwanted, uncared for. unloved.
i am the drifter
and i will find my peace yet.
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life has been....complicated of late. i dont know what to feel, or why. my best friends can sometimes become my worst enemies without even doing anything. i ......i become frightened, upset, emotional, angry, sad, or reigned without any form of trigger. i need to write these feelings down, and i need to hear peoples thoughts....
....god, that makes no sense ><
....god, that makes no sense ><
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dont give a shit if it makes no sense! it sounds nice, its good and as of now its in my favs.