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Awakening by TalesOfNightWing

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She tucked you in
She held you tight
Your mommy's hands, so soft, so safe.... A child so young, dreams so precious... Heaven met you when you closed your eyes.

Bad things happened, only five... Family torn, Daddy's alive, but never to be seen again... A child so young, a heart so torn.
The precious moments turned so forlorn.
Mommy was all you had. Mommy, sister, brother. Sister was different. Something had happened.
You cried yourself to sleep, every day for a year. You would wake up from dreams that hurt
tears staining your pillow. A child so young, too young to be so broken.

Sister held you and covered your ears, as mommy and her boyfriend fought. You cried together, would that man hurt your mother?
Why did he stay? We didn't love him. He would bite at us with cruel words... what did we do for it?
Finally he was gone, we could sleep alone, and not worry for our Mommy.
Why did a child so young, six or seven, have to hear such words of hatred?

Dreams so silent, but always running. A man you didn't know, always coming.
You woke each day afraid, until you knew you were awake, and he was gone.
One night, in dreaming, you began to fly. You could fly away from the man, he couldn't catch you.
You were safe, but those you loved were not. Not the ones left on the ground.
During the day Mommy was gone, working in a factory, to keep us three fed. She came home with splinters and cuts...
She was always hurting, and tired. I just wanted my Mommy back.
A child so young, to grow up so fast. Feed yourself, wake yourself. Don't wait for reminders, cause Mommy isn't home.

Mommy was home! Home to stay! She was learning something new. A new job, where she never had to leave.
She came to games, she visited school. She took you fishing, and was busy.... but was home.
The joy of getting to see her every night. The happiness of seeing the scars fade from the old job.
She could be happy again.
A child so young, yet of tainted heart. So much glee, and finally, her dreams let her sleep.

Sister was gone. Brother was gone. Off to college, a new life, you were all alone.
So much pressure, money failed. Say goodbye to home, little girl.
Say hello to a one room apartment, above an old milk barn. Mommy slept in the living room, the kitchen was small.
The bathroom was down darkened stairs, lead to a cold room with no heat. The bathroom dark and dirty.
The little girl yearned for the love of a man. Someone to hold her as Mommy struggled. No Daddy.
Daddies had failed her too many times. Fall into the clutches of the Selfish, and the perverted.
The nightmares began. The man of shadow was back, chasing her in places she had never seen.
Self harm to feel, alive but so numb. A mirror of dead eyes, poetry of darkness and regret.
A Girl so young, too young for love.. the grasps of evil, her only friends.

Darkness followed her from the night to the day. Shadows shifted, objects moved. Mirrors broke, fear brewed.
Owls and birds, following every move. The Nights so dark, the blood so sweet. The scars remained hidden, no one knew.
So many omens, dreams so dark. Tried to cry, too numb.
A girl so young, so sweet a past. A childhood broken, yet so free. Unremembered memory haunting her.
Too young for such terror.

A new home, a new beginning. The shadows followed her to her new living.
The nightmares continued, the sweet dreams fled. A happier girl, but always so tired.
Couldn't sleep. Couldn't rest. Stressed, lonely....
Nightmares became chilling, each worst than before.
Mommy was home, and she would sleep with her. A teenager too scared to sleep alone.
Poor little girl, so much happening. So much new light shining in, but the dark was too deep to be pushed out by the light.
Mommy Prayed. She Prayed to heal this child's mind.
A girl so young to feel so old inside. A soul so dirty, it hurt her mind.

A new school, new faces and friends. So much love for this one little girl. No longer lonely, but the dreams still came
The nightmares overwhelming, she couldn't sleep. Dying slowly, in the exhaustion of a normal day.
But once in a while, a dream of him. That boy who stole her heart, and eased her mind.
Such beauty, such peace, so simple... so sweet.
Then the dream that broke her heart, a dream of him. Killed before her eyes, an unbeating heart. She tried to help...
but he was gone.
She woke to find that it wasn't real, but the image remained.. blood, dead eyes.
A girl so young to see her lover die. Even in a dream, it tortured her mind.

The dreams got worse, the sweet ones so few. Mommy states away, too far to help.
Lying awake in bed. Falling asleep on accident, and waking up crying.
Where did the sweet dreams go?
Mommy, mommy... You used to tuck me in so tight.
Dreams of heaven were in my sight. Such a pure soul, so full of light.
What happened mommy?
Sweet dreams...
Sweet dreams...
not tonight.
Image size
2609x1821px 1.51 MB
Make
SONY
Model
DSC-W570
Shutter Speed
1/200 second
Aperture
F/2.6
Focal Length
5 mm
ISO Speed
80
Date Taken
Feb 7, 2013, 6:07:00 PM
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:star::star::star::star::star-half: Overall
:star::star::star::star::star: Vision
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This, again, is amazing, beautiful, and unique. The little birds are cute, they add...a little something i cant put my finger on. And the eye itself is unique in general. I absolutely love it.
Its so life like. Im just wondering how you did this. It puts all MY eye drawings to shame. Honestly it does.
I think my favorite part of this art is the eye. The little kid sleeping, is that supposed to be a reflection? That is just a trip. I love love love it.
The full on angle of the picture is astounding too. It gives a unique view of it.