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When I fell in love with a sociopath
I didn’t know if I would last
I was taken fully by surprise
When I saw the deadness in his eyes
He seemed so genuine and kind
And it seemed that he could read my mind
It seemed I’d met my fellow soul
But to use me was his only goal
He soon became a big black hole
Draining me...
Devouring me...
I almost disappeared...
Crushing me...
Killing me...
My vitality tarnished too...
I almost didn’t make it through
In my affair with the sociopath
I met my mother’s wounded wrath
She showed me he was full of lies
And spotted the deadness in his eyes
She kept the sociopath and I
From being friends and oh, I cried
I was a sleepless corpse for days
I missed him more than I could say
Even gone he was a big black hole
Draining me...
Devouring me...
I almost disappeared...
Crushing me...
Killing me...
My vitality tarnished too
I almost didn’t make it through
After my time with the sociopath
I met a messy aftermath
I kept heaving despondent sighs
When I thought of his green, listless eyes
I couldn’t bring myself to write
I just lied sleepless in the night
I had a nasty writer’s block
And couldn’t untangle all my thoughts
He still was a big black hole
Draining me...
Devouring me...
I almost disappeared...
Crushing me...
Killing me...
My vitality tarnished too
I almost didn’t make it through
Next time I saw the sociopath
I kept myself out of his path
Despite his several fruitless tries
I never looked into his eyes
He gave up on me without a care
He found a girl with auburn hair
She’s totally head-over-heels
For a man who’ll never ever feel
Now he’s her big black hole...
I ignored the envy blazin’ high
How he would leave me just to die
And does he have the gall...
To just move on and let me fall...
But I won’t falter, I will stand
He’s nothing special...he’s just a man
If you can call a big black hole a man...
But he didn’t get to ever finish...
Draining me...
Devouring me...
And make me disappear...
And he never got to finish...
Crushing me...
Killing me...
That bastard almost made sure that I didn’t make it through
When I fell in love with a sociopath
I didn’t know if I would last
By the sociopath I wasn’t slain
But there are scars that still remain
I didn’t know if I would last
I was taken fully by surprise
When I saw the deadness in his eyes
He seemed so genuine and kind
And it seemed that he could read my mind
It seemed I’d met my fellow soul
But to use me was his only goal
He soon became a big black hole
Draining me...
Devouring me...
I almost disappeared...
Crushing me...
Killing me...
My vitality tarnished too...
I almost didn’t make it through
In my affair with the sociopath
I met my mother’s wounded wrath
She showed me he was full of lies
And spotted the deadness in his eyes
She kept the sociopath and I
From being friends and oh, I cried
I was a sleepless corpse for days
I missed him more than I could say
Even gone he was a big black hole
Draining me...
Devouring me...
I almost disappeared...
Crushing me...
Killing me...
My vitality tarnished too
I almost didn’t make it through
After my time with the sociopath
I met a messy aftermath
I kept heaving despondent sighs
When I thought of his green, listless eyes
I couldn’t bring myself to write
I just lied sleepless in the night
I had a nasty writer’s block
And couldn’t untangle all my thoughts
He still was a big black hole
Draining me...
Devouring me...
I almost disappeared...
Crushing me...
Killing me...
My vitality tarnished too
I almost didn’t make it through
Next time I saw the sociopath
I kept myself out of his path
Despite his several fruitless tries
I never looked into his eyes
He gave up on me without a care
He found a girl with auburn hair
She’s totally head-over-heels
For a man who’ll never ever feel
Now he’s her big black hole...
I ignored the envy blazin’ high
How he would leave me just to die
And does he have the gall...
To just move on and let me fall...
But I won’t falter, I will stand
He’s nothing special...he’s just a man
If you can call a big black hole a man...
But he didn’t get to ever finish...
Draining me...
Devouring me...
And make me disappear...
And he never got to finish...
Crushing me...
Killing me...
That bastard almost made sure that I didn’t make it through
When I fell in love with a sociopath
I didn’t know if I would last
By the sociopath I wasn’t slain
But there are scars that still remain
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Please mum, Toby asked Mrs Lovett eagerly, pulling on her skirts frantically, can I go down to the market.
Why on earth would you wanna go to the market dear? the baker asked suspiciously, hands rested on her hips, Whats so interesting about the market, hmm?
Erm, to get some supplies, Toby lied quietly, anyway I havent been to the Pub
I mean market, in ages!
Alright then, Nellie sighed kindly, looking out of the shop window, it is a beautiful day. You shouldnt be cooped up in here. Go on then. But dont be stopping by
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I has been two days since Mr. Todd and Mrs. Lovett became lovers, when Mr. Lewis paid a visit to Mrs. Lovett's pie shop.
"Hello love" he greeted her casually with a kiss on the cheek as soon as he walked in
"Oh
em
Hello Mr. Lewis" she replied awkwardly. In these two days she had forgotten about him as Mr. Todd was taking up all her time
He could not keep his hands off her.
Her mind drifted to the previous night. She was taking a bath after a long tiring day. The hot water felt so nice on her cold skin. She had candles all over the room
She didn't know why, but it helped her relax. She was almost asleep when Sweeney
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As soon as he stepped foot in his shop he took off his shirt even though he didn't mind blood, he hated stains!- and started painting the shop. Not because he wanted to, but because he had to find something to take his mind off of things. Of her.
He was almost done with the painting when he saw her from his window. She was so beautiful in that dress of hers, green with black lace
He wondered where she was going
As much as he hated himself for doing that, he came closer to the window to spy on her. To see what she was up to. To his great disappointment she was going to that Mr. Lewis of hers. He was standing a bit further so
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Not organized as I usually make it and not as definite of a rhythm...but I don't give a damn. This is a true story and it is MINE...no one take it. I'm suffering still from this, not as badly as before, but...yeah. It was meant to be a song at first, but poetry could work, right?
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This sounds...almost exactly like what happened to me, except he got me to stay when he found the other girl. I'm so glad you didn't go down that road.
Hugs. <3
Hugs. <3