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Justice Insanity
Daily Routines
"Bland Is Life"
I don't understand why
They continue to bother
Feeding the miserable animal
That I know they all wish
They had never taken in
What is there point
To keeping me locked up
In a room of clouds,
Only to keep my alive
With trays of no flavor
Everyday, my mind is a mess
Trying to figure out
If normal life is as bland,
Everyday, I wonder if this
Is the doctors' deed
In preparing me for the world
If that's the case,
I'll keep skipping these
Flavorless meals in the hope
I can die before I ever
Reach the outside again
Daily Routines
"Bland Is Life"
I don't understand why
They continue to bother
Feeding the miserable animal
That I know they all wish
They had never taken in
What is there point
To keeping me locked up
In a room of clouds,
Only to keep my alive
With trays of no flavor
Everyday, my mind is a mess
Trying to figure out
If normal life is as bland,
Everyday, I wonder if this
Is the doctors' deed
In preparing me for the world
If that's the case,
I'll keep skipping these
Flavorless meals in the hope
I can die before I ever
Reach the outside again
Literature
Escrtito #2 que te dedico.
Ya mi mente envenenada con tu persona ni siquiera puede recordar la razón del por qué estos sentimientos tan destructivos que siento por ti. Ni siquiera sé si tienen sentido mis palabras, cuando hablo de ti me siento como una loca enjaula. Mi locura es el amor que me provocas y mi jaula el deseo que no sacio. Me siento como una estúpida porque me tienes a tus pies y lo sabes, lo sabes porque mi actitud incontrolable te lo demostró. Hay algo que si recuerdo, aquel primer día de clases, aquel sol de 8am que encendía tu pelo color caramelo, aquella mirada profunda atrapada en el vidrio de tus lentes, las vuelta
Literature
The Journey
Beneath my skin, my veins pulse with desire
To know why I am here.
As I journey to find the answers to life,
I sail through the monotonous seas
That stretch forever beyond the horizon.
As my ship sails towards the dry land,
Mountains tower before me,
Filling me with both awe and intimidation.
But the mountains are eroding as time passes by,
Into merely fragments of what they once were.
I move my eyes and watch the glaciers
Melt slowly into rivers.
But even though they disappear,
They melt to provide water for all life on this planet.
You could say rivers are created by glaciers for a purpose.
I ponder those mountains and glac
Literature
Real Estate
The cost of intellectual property has gone up.
I can already feel the ideas curdling like milk,
Strings of silver silk lining
Tangling it up so neatly--
A package for the loan-shark in my bed in the morning.
A message to my lover, to whom I owe such a debt:
All you ever do anymore is take.
My poems crumble at the touch,
Fading into the clusters of Sunday brunch and Family Guy reruns.
What's the price of the two seconds of quiet
Without a pile of unfilled lines awaiting my autograph
Ruffling through the papers you'll have me sign-
What wouldn't I give to sign with the devil, over you...
Teetering on the corner of thought,
My pen limp and b
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Day after day, sitting in her padded room - given food to be kept alive for tests that are supposed to "make her better". And they're the cause for her to be driven to be suicidal - and for the wrong reason.
Wouldn't most want to kill themselves to get out of the place? Just think of how bad these people were brainwashed! They made them afraid of the real world, in which most would have begged to be.
Wouldn't most want to kill themselves to get out of the place? Just think of how bad these people were brainwashed! They made them afraid of the real world, in which most would have begged to be.
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Really dark. I guess spending life that way is actually a good reason to wish for death