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Was siehst du?
Mein Atem legt sich hauteng
um deinen bloßen Körper
Er bedeckt jeden
noch so versteckten Winkel
und streicht sachte
über deine Rundungen
Was spürst du?
Die Wärme deiner Nähe
die langsam zur Hitze
des Moments wird
und ihr Abkühlen
auf deiner Haut
Meine Hände folgen
dem Weg des Atems
fühlen den wohligen Schauer
der dich überkommt
das Aufrichten dünner Härchen
Was machst du?
Ich schließe meine Augen
und lasse meinen Kopf folgen
bis mein Mund
deine Haut berührt
Zärtlich küsse ich
die Perlentropfen an dir
und tauche ein
in Unvergesslichkeit
Was willst du?
Ich will nur dich
und dich allein
Sehen. Spüren.
Halten. Lieben.
Mein Atem legt sich hauteng
um deinen bloßen Körper
Er bedeckt jeden
noch so versteckten Winkel
und streicht sachte
über deine Rundungen
Was spürst du?
Die Wärme deiner Nähe
die langsam zur Hitze
des Moments wird
und ihr Abkühlen
auf deiner Haut
Meine Hände folgen
dem Weg des Atems
fühlen den wohligen Schauer
der dich überkommt
das Aufrichten dünner Härchen
Was machst du?
Ich schließe meine Augen
und lasse meinen Kopf folgen
bis mein Mund
deine Haut berührt
Zärtlich küsse ich
die Perlentropfen an dir
und tauche ein
in Unvergesslichkeit
Was willst du?
Ich will nur dich
und dich allein
Sehen. Spüren.
Halten. Lieben.
Literature
Vengeance
I live so deep inside the dark Never knowing how to change I'm dying But I'm calm And then I hear how they coming And I'm pulling my punches And I don't know what I'm becoming But this feeling is numbing And I find myself falling Who are you? And who are we? I am vengeance for the times that used to be I am no longer what I used to be And what you see Is just a mask that I'm putting on And I hate that I love it But the mask that I wear is me I live so deep inside the dark Never knowing how to change I'm dying But I'm calm I have mastered all of the fear but one Loss is something I cannot afford And I have scars to remind me I used to thought that I was a good man But vengeance is a bad thing And it's all I've got I live so deep inside the dark Never knowing how to change I'm dying But I'm calm
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Black Lake
* Warning contains Mature content The figures were silhouetted only briefly in the glow of the full moonlight, then a veil of fog drifted hauntingly across the black lake All was shrouded permanently into an eerie shadowy world of smoke and darkness But what had I seen? Was it not a man dragging what appeared to be a women’s body toward the water? I returned to my rented cabin by the lake secure in the idea that my eyes were simply playing tricks on me It was late... and I had been drinking The next morning I was awoken by sirens and emergency lights I looked out my window to see them pulling a mutilated body unto the opposite shore I felt a cool breeze float across the hairs on the back of my neck I decided, I must tell the authorities what I had seen I reached for my clothes and found they were covered in blood I staggered to the bathroom to wash my face Surely there was still but sleep in my eyes As I gaze at my figure in the mirror I saw the claw marks across my
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Ancestors' Curses
We're possessed by the beasts inside Try to oppress them but they break out In the wrong place and in the wrong time We carry them in our blood Though we've not killed anyone We're killers because we're alive When we die, die also the beasts The violence we do hold in Don't act all innocent You don't know what you possess When you feel so angry that you can't control yourself anymore You'll reveal the frightening truth Each of us able to kill When our beast has awakened Not oppressed inside of us anymore It all depends on how far we go Losing our sanity and straying from morals That we choose to follow Because of these beasts So we do all we can to forgive Not holding on to anger that's causing the violence Even if we're harmed heavily To repeat this cycle no more Maybe it's a never-ending fight with ourselves Trying to hide our pointless existence By becoming something greater That we never are deep within But, hopefully, we win this fight And one day there's no beasts
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als ich das letzte Mal geträumt habe, wurde mir bewusst, dass meine Beine zertrümmert waren. Gerade dann als ich aus Situation raus wollte. Ich wollte rennen.
Aber da hätte ich mich nicht einmal bewegt....
Aber da hätte ich mich nicht einmal bewegt....