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Secluded in my dissonance
I find the world too obsessed
with sex, love, money and power
I shake my head slowly
Sex
Who's getting it and who's not
Does it matter? I don't really care
When I look in the mirror I see someone
I barely recognize, I'm still me but which me today?
Am I the me that will walk out of the house and smile
Or the me that would rather lay in bed and never wake up
Does the light ever reach?
Love
It's not really love that they obsess over but mere attraction
The concept that they will find the perfect person in one try
All the fairy tales and myths that trick us into believing
That love and committment don't require compromise and trust
It's the mythic belief that everything will turn out wonderfully if we just believe
Believing.. Sometimes the naivety bothers me
Money
Those who don't have any want more
Those who have plenty can't seem to have enough
Obsessing over the things they buy the things they wear
The color of their clothing the cut of their hair
It's pathetic in it's eternal childishness
Power
The vacuum of who is and isn't worthy
The ones who control the cash, control the world
So we all want cash so that we can get our turn in charge
Because the fairy tales tell us that with money we could be happy
But happiness?
What ever happened to happiness? We left it by the trash bin
Who needs happiness when you can buy everything else?
I do... I would give it all away, for the touch of real happiness, real love.. I would give it all away for that one pure truth. That one pure moment.
I find the world too obsessed
with sex, love, money and power
I shake my head slowly
Sex
Who's getting it and who's not
Does it matter? I don't really care
When I look in the mirror I see someone
I barely recognize, I'm still me but which me today?
Am I the me that will walk out of the house and smile
Or the me that would rather lay in bed and never wake up
Does the light ever reach?
Love
It's not really love that they obsess over but mere attraction
The concept that they will find the perfect person in one try
All the fairy tales and myths that trick us into believing
That love and committment don't require compromise and trust
It's the mythic belief that everything will turn out wonderfully if we just believe
Believing.. Sometimes the naivety bothers me
Money
Those who don't have any want more
Those who have plenty can't seem to have enough
Obsessing over the things they buy the things they wear
The color of their clothing the cut of their hair
It's pathetic in it's eternal childishness
Power
The vacuum of who is and isn't worthy
The ones who control the cash, control the world
So we all want cash so that we can get our turn in charge
Because the fairy tales tell us that with money we could be happy
But happiness?
What ever happened to happiness? We left it by the trash bin
Who needs happiness when you can buy everything else?
I do... I would give it all away, for the touch of real happiness, real love.. I would give it all away for that one pure truth. That one pure moment.
Literature
didn't i ever tell you
ballerina shoes seethe with dust and i
am lying in the corner on a
spider-web
you spun for me with your dreams
but didn't i tell you,
didn't i ever tell you dreams are lies
and hope is just a fairy tale
it's as dead as happily-ever-after
piano keys dig into the soles of your
feet but you walk on them because
maybe, maybe, the notes will
leak through your dry, hard skin and
give you the music back
but didn't i tell you,
didn't i ever tell you music is a lonely
sound, locked up in a soul-cage
music is trapped by the bones of my heart
guitar strings hang from the ceiling
and snap themselves into your stringy
dark hair, wrenchi
Literature
Envious
Everything she has,
I want.
I want to be thin,
to have her curves,
her beautiful shaped eyes,
dancing and perfect green.
I want to have men stop,
stare, willing to do anything,
for a moment of my time,
as they do her.
I want to be so loved,
so spoiled.
Men offer her jewelry,
trips, cars, clothes...
everything they have,
just for her attention.
Anything she wants,
is hers for the asking.
I want to have her long legs,
able to go dancing,
whenever she wants,
as long as she wants.
To be able to wear...
sexy clothes,
fine jewelry,
delectable shoes.
To not be laughed at,
to be desired...
I want to be he
Literature
_restraint.
x-x-x
Knitting together
Esoteric scars with my
Scattering needles
Hoping that I may
Yield the temptations that are
Ridiculing me
x-x-x
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Came to me in the shower as well.. I was thinking about politics and my poll and a few other things..
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Wonderful work sis! I would give anything for that pure happiness.