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Last night, I dreamt that a friend of mine was crying.
The tears of his confusion so beautiful against his cheek...
His eyes so hurt, so lost....
I needed to help him....to be there for him...
I spent the whole night dreaming that we sat somewhere as we were lost in the darkness of our feelings,
holding him together,
keeping him from falling apart....
I didn't want to do anything else,
he needed me...
There wasn't any talk of confused kisses,
Or quick jokes to cheer up his wonderful smile,
We just sat there together....
My pale hand across his face,
drying the tears of yet another lost heart....
That's what I'm here for I guess....To love all, with all my heart.....and fall apart myself, as I hold everyone else together....
The tears of his confusion so beautiful against his cheek...
His eyes so hurt, so lost....
I needed to help him....to be there for him...
I spent the whole night dreaming that we sat somewhere as we were lost in the darkness of our feelings,
holding him together,
keeping him from falling apart....
I didn't want to do anything else,
he needed me...
There wasn't any talk of confused kisses,
Or quick jokes to cheer up his wonderful smile,
We just sat there together....
My pale hand across his face,
drying the tears of yet another lost heart....
That's what I'm here for I guess....To love all, with all my heart.....and fall apart myself, as I hold everyone else together....
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Therian
How long has it been since I was alive?
Gliding here in the skies, watching the sun and moon rise and set hourly, the winds shifting through my once physical form, the seasons no longer discriminate with the quick passing of time. When I first found myself here I felt I had to run to keep up with the changing, but I quickly realized the futility of the effort, since then resorting to floating on here effortlessly.
I no longer knew the feeling of sleep. I would close my eyes and open them to a whole new world, signifying that time had passed, but just how much? Now that I had no physical form to feel rest, to feel anxiety, how did I know whe
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Therian
Therian
Therian is something you can not see
It's something we need to believe.
It's the soul of a wolf within thee
In believing this we wait for the moons eve.
If you are blessed with a wolves spirit,
Then nature and time seem to be equal.
It's the idea that we were once wolves,
But reincarnated into humans.
The feeling of warmth lingering on the moon beams.
The feeling that your unique.
Therian is not just a thought it
is who i am
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My therian awaking
The path of the wolf:
It all started six years ago, looking back I´ve always been a little different than others in my age. Just six years ago, when I was 13, it was the second week of august, the night of Friday, I had a significant dream. It was about dolphins and how I've always liked them, something within me stirred, but until this summer I couldn´t comprehend it´s meaning. Before that night I never felt a special connection to any animal, but ever since this certain thing kept growing and slowly developed shape.
2005: (still far from understanding anything) I started developing a deep connection and longing towards dolp
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beautifully written, the last line breaks my heart