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He's everyone to me,
Anywhere I look he's staring back at me.

Once upon a time something not so amazing happened. I learned how to air guitar, and how to move my hips, and that the chorus on the TV isn't the whole song, no matter how many times I see the commercial.
I also learned that the words that I knew as a little kid aren't right, but sometimes being right is wrong and I'd rather look back on the words I came up with, than the ones that actually were.
About a year ago I figured out that Led Zeppelin was a play on words and not the name of a guy in the band, and this past few months I realized that the squiggles on the metal boxes outside on street corners spell the word alpha, and they weren't those mazes they used to give us in school that you'd solve with your pencil.

I'd hate to think that everyone is born with a reason.
I'd rather earn my reason than be born with it.

I found a world and lost it again, which seems to happen a lot. What else is there to find?
If I were Alice, I would have stayed in wonderland.

This weekend I'm going to watch the entire play called Puzzle Pieces. I've already seen bits and pieces this passed weekend.
The way it was cast it is ironic.

I relate.
Those bits that don't seem to connect but… they do.
I can connect them well.

So I started writing one. One about God and music and the way I used to pray wrong. The way I used to pray to god to make the monsters under my bed go away and how I'd beg him to let me live till morning.
I just realized that I prayed wrong but I don't pray anymore, so it's ok.

And I think you're beautiful.
I only wish I could give you what you've given me.
isn't it great, the way my mind connects these things?
i love you, too.
:iconthewrittenrevolution:
how does he play in to this?
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artifice-child's avatar
there's a fine line between disjointedment and balance, and you walk it with style.

this strikes equilibrium between childhood naivete and the jadedness of unspoken love, blending them up one and the same, yet polarized: gone then, here now.

the humor and drama also balance out very realistically, which is VERY rarely done well in writing--usually people hinge too much to one side or the other, which throws everything else off as well.

you switch up using "God" and "god"; is that on purpose or should it be standardized?

this is lovely.