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I Remember

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I remember, it was like laying down on the cold comfortable ground

Red frost of autumn leaves woven through careless hair

But also like a room flooded by the dusk that made you feel so sound

As the wooden chair in the room, it was forgotten, but it didn't care

It felt like lying still under the placid water where you could never drown

Vision blurred by the water above it, all that could be done was to stare

Tense and paranoid lily pad eyes always pondered questions that were profound

It resembled walking bare footed down dark ice covered corridors totally unaware

Until afterwards, skin ripped from my soul, bloody prints left behind, and my naivety renowned
its a full time job being this stupid
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TheArtistOfWords's avatar
I love this; I don't understand it, I don't think I ever will understand it, and I am perfectly happy that way.

It's very good, and if this kind of thing is you being 'stupid', I can't wait to read a piece you think is brilliant.