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I'm back on route zero
this is square one
but this time
unlike the last one
I'm not standing in the rain
I'm singing,
like someone insane.
It's easy being cruel
when you know exactly why
you hate all of them
and you also know the truth
that it's all irrational
but I can't help myself
I've already judged them.
So this time
I'll get it right
it will be done
and then it will be over
until I start again
but on my own terms
I'll never be ruled.
this is square one
but this time
unlike the last one
I'm not standing in the rain
I'm singing,
like someone insane.
It's easy being cruel
when you know exactly why
you hate all of them
and you also know the truth
that it's all irrational
but I can't help myself
I've already judged them.
So this time
I'll get it right
it will be done
and then it will be over
until I start again
but on my own terms
I'll never be ruled.
Literature
Relearning
It's been years since I've tasted velocity Such a nostalgically frightening feeling Off to the end of the vacant street Pretty damn nervous, but knowing that It's absolutely necessary Speeding up, slowing down, going straight A smooth cruise until I decided to test the Length of my leprechaun legs Down I went, along with the mountain of metal A faint chuckle left my mouth once my back and The dirt became ephemeral friends Wholesome blunder Safe trip back Strange pondering throughout the day Looks like I'm gonna have to do some relearning...
Literature
this lullaby (industry of man)
now I lay me down to sleep promises I pledged to keep should more die here, before I wake that might just be too much to take I keep losing people enough is enough this pain has no equal it's proving too much while wars are engaging fields crimson in sheen the costs are enraging the lives lost, obscene why'd we choose to do this why is this our hand how did we come to this industry of man the people don't deserve to die for profits for power in reserve high time we stopped it now I lay me down to sleep promises I pledged to keep should more die here, before I wake that might just be too much to take and so with fresh tears to weep and fresh wounds that cut too deep I stand and watch the hopeful die and so I sing this lullaby we keep losing people enough is enough talons of the eagle just keep adding up while the wars keep killing and draining our stores why are we so willing what is it good for money has its limits while lives lived have none so tell me why is it treated like
School sucks when it has to be done.
But this is the last
For the best
Until I go again.
But this is the last
For the best
Until I go again.
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