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Talvolta bisogna Sbriciolare
Sbriciolare
i vecchi valori:
donne
come mucche da riproduzione,
uomini
padroni di schiavi.
I falsi timori religiosi.
L'apparenza non è l'essenza del tuo io.
Talvolta bisogna Sbriciolare
bisogna ridurre tutto in Briciole.
Sbriciolare
i nuovi pregiudizi:
neri
kamikaze, ladri, schiavi,
mafia
solo in italia, solo nel sud.
L'anticonformismo in ogni occasione,
il sesso come primo bisogno fondamentale.
Talvolta bisogna Sbriciolare
tutto
di quei falsi muri
dalla moda imposti.
"Sii te stesso", disse
qualcuno.
Sbriciolare
i vecchi valori:
donne
come mucche da riproduzione,
uomini
padroni di schiavi.
I falsi timori religiosi.
L'apparenza non è l'essenza del tuo io.
Talvolta bisogna Sbriciolare
bisogna ridurre tutto in Briciole.
Sbriciolare
i nuovi pregiudizi:
neri
kamikaze, ladri, schiavi,
mafia
solo in italia, solo nel sud.
L'anticonformismo in ogni occasione,
il sesso come primo bisogno fondamentale.
Talvolta bisogna Sbriciolare
tutto
di quei falsi muri
dalla moda imposti.
"Sii te stesso", disse
qualcuno.
Literature
i'm sick
i knew infectious diseases to have statistics, medication and survival rates
not quaky lungs, thick eyelashes and calloused fingers
i expected a rash or a popped blood vessel or abdominal pain
but i got bumper car thoughts and feelings with spikes
i did get trouble breathing, a headache and sore feet
but i think that's from holding my breath, following untamed solutions and chasing after you again
i also got pain
and i reckon this kind is out of morphine's expertise
but i don't know if that's a symptom
or a long term side effect from all the ways i tried to save you
maybe the statistics are all the times i mistook you as a cure
and all the t
Literature
Despairing
You've told me no tales, and I've told you no lies
And yet I am the one that still sits here, and cries
Marking the time as the future is stumbling
I despair once again at my life now crumbling
Sorrow runs deep and my tears will stain far
I beg for an answer to the who that we are
Shifting and aimless, with no hope I can keep
I bang against this wall, unbreakable and steep
The scars from the tears, my face they do mar
Cracks in my sanity mark a door standing ajar
Broken and bent, through these shadows I'll creep
The words that you spoke made a rift that's too deep
I can think of your smile, and a part of me sighs
But as soon as
Literature
I Cannot Hide What's On My Mind
Five easy steps to fucking everything up forever
I swear I could write the book on fucking up
On being hated
On being problematic and bitter
Jaded and tired
Just fucking sick of being a fuckup
Suicidal vibrations
Step one is to forget who you are
That's a big one
If you stray from yourself you lose your roots
You need to touch base every now and again
Step two is reject opportunity
Goes without saying really
Reject opportunity and you reject happiness
Step three? Accept everything as gospel.
Especially the negative
Confusion is the key
Contradiction is the lock
You need to be vigilant
Step four: destroy yourself.
Binge, p
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...sii te stesso anche se è difficile in un mondo come questo... anche se esserlo ti lascerà solo, ma sii te stesso e ragiona con la tua testa!!!
Molto bella, è un sacco che non ti leggo!
Molto bella, è un sacco che non ti leggo!