ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
As I climb, the branches thin
Shall I step out on this limb?
If the ground is still below
If, and only if, you know
What's this pouring down my cheek?
Salty, sad; I've sprung a leak.
Broken, thrown, windswept and tossed
I fought gravity and lost.
Shall I step out on this limb?
If the ground is still below
If, and only if, you know
What's this pouring down my cheek?
Salty, sad; I've sprung a leak.
Broken, thrown, windswept and tossed
I fought gravity and lost.
Inspired by a friend.
© 2009 - 2024 IStoleTheDolphins
Comments7
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
That poem, as good as it is, is sad.
I almost sprung a leak reading it.
It's really good, though.
I almost sprung a leak reading it.
It's really good, though.