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Life is like soaring above
And like drowning far below
All it takes is a push and a shove
My thoughts my own personal foe
Laughing and playing with everyone
Crying and sleeping all day
Headstrong, stubborn, and ready
Not caring if I've started to decay
Optimistic, loving, and caring
Depressed, run down, and worn out
On top of the world, forever daring
Sickened and always in doubt
Sunrises, rainbows, and adventure
Grey skies, bitter tastes, and dead ends
Two halves, but one whole together
Polar opposites who can't remain friends
And like drowning far below
All it takes is a push and a shove
My thoughts my own personal foe
Laughing and playing with everyone
Crying and sleeping all day
Headstrong, stubborn, and ready
Not caring if I've started to decay
Optimistic, loving, and caring
Depressed, run down, and worn out
On top of the world, forever daring
Sickened and always in doubt
Sunrises, rainbows, and adventure
Grey skies, bitter tastes, and dead ends
Two halves, but one whole together
Polar opposites who can't remain friends
Literature
Forgive me Dear
Forgive me, my dear
for I loved him.
At the start of the year
I was proud of myself
This year, i said, I'd be better.
I was passing then,
scraping by
and then it ended.
I had fallen from the grace
that the summer sun had given
while the bitter winds of winter started
to take more and more of me.
I left, never went and that was
when they said finally,
"learn or leave."
So, this is when he comes in
my dear.
His eyes, his face, his love.
Where most saw a joker,
a gamer,
a loser,
I saw hope.
He
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Want...
What I want isn't important
I want to feel loved.
I want to be happy.
I want to be successful.
What I want won't change anything
I want to help people
I want to be accepting of everyone
I want to help others understand...
What I want is Impossible
I want to live carefree
I want to make a difference in a big way
I want to get rid of other people's pain
What I want is selfish
I want time to discover and explore
I want the luxury of being healthy
I want to be someone else.
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Suicide
You called me up,
crying,
down the phone,
you said you'd taken some pills,
and didn't want, to die alone.
Is your life,
that messed up,
you had to take steps,
to make it stop?
I cried to you,
to call 999,
you said you couldn't listen,
to voices other than mine.
your voice sounded weak,
fighting for breath,
the silence was noticeable
as if i was deaf.
The streets of heaven,
are already full tonight,
full of souls,
souls of angels,
souls like yours,
souls of people,
whose life ended too soon.
Your death,
has brought nothing but pain,
upon this world.
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I wrote this as a tribute to people, like me, who have bipolar disorder
© 2010 - 2024 FallenAngelShi
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Hello, this is beautiful!
For school we have to bring in a poem that we like that is about mental ilness, would I be able to use this one?
For school we have to bring in a poem that we like that is about mental ilness, would I be able to use this one?