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Guide me home, Father
I am blind, blinded by things I should not have seen and have lost my way
Take my hand, Father
I cannot feel, because my hands have not worked righteous tasks
Whisper to my ear, Father
I have gone deaf from hearing things that I should not have listened to
Open my heart, Father
I have closed it to thy word, resisting the truth given freely to me
Heal my soul, Father
My actions, my word, my deeds have injured me more than by another
Sing to me, Father
Uplifting and fill me with songs of joy and hope once again
Speak to me, Father
Let not silence settle and apathy give me comfort without thy word
I reach out to thee, Father
With all my strength, I climb my way back up from the edge of sin's cliff
Wash my eyes, Father
Wash and remove the scales that cover them from thy glorious light
Renew my soul, Father
Fill again with everlasting faith, the emptiness of the shell it had been before
I am blind, blinded by things I should not have seen and have lost my way
Take my hand, Father
I cannot feel, because my hands have not worked righteous tasks
Whisper to my ear, Father
I have gone deaf from hearing things that I should not have listened to
Open my heart, Father
I have closed it to thy word, resisting the truth given freely to me
Heal my soul, Father
My actions, my word, my deeds have injured me more than by another
Sing to me, Father
Uplifting and fill me with songs of joy and hope once again
Speak to me, Father
Let not silence settle and apathy give me comfort without thy word
I reach out to thee, Father
With all my strength, I climb my way back up from the edge of sin's cliff
Wash my eyes, Father
Wash and remove the scales that cover them from thy glorious light
Renew my soul, Father
Fill again with everlasting faith, the emptiness of the shell it had been before
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To be honest
This pain is like dumping water into empty lungs and trying to have faith that it is air.
Painting the Mona Lisa in the dark, blindfolded, seems more feasible.
This mind shakes at the soft, pattering quiet that whispers nothing is worth being happy: rears its head on the best days.
"Hopeless"
is the
vicious
heartbeat mantra
-tied to my translucent pulse.
Choking on droplets and begging the water to birth oxygen.
Slowly drowning, praying the whole damn ocean will swallow me
if it's not going to let go.
Literature
#4
This never happens to me, so sorry that I'm confused.
Usually when I say, "I love you," shouldn't you say it, too?
Literature
Feckless Bard
A verse so thin
From bane akin
To other words
This, that soul din.
A hollow noise
Like fate boxed in.
A simple scale
And meter's been.
I've found these rhymes
And words before.
A bard, I am
And do implore.
Please do not read,
My lost Lenore.
She haunts me still,
From my front door.
So dumb in sums,
A kingdom comes.
As wasted funds,
Met idle thumbs.
Again regret,
From none but crumbs,
A love not tasted,
Life becomes.
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