Triggered by Demor De Zoldik,
Here I am at it again tired from being behind the screen looking for a better life.
How ironic human evolves, trying to lazy our lives ending with creating a mess too big to solve or manage on their own.
I foresee people more stressed raising chaos, their laziness overthrows their limits, I see rebellion fighting to return to nature, thriving to primitive life.
That’s why villages should remain.
When a friend tell you “You are nothing”, indeed you are… by Dinoraptor101
That destructive feeling that I get, that hatred towards who caused it.
but in righteousness she stands, I cannot escape but only death releases me.
A depression becomes part of life distrust is my only faith in friends
what has become of me. An artist am I no longer, of else I think no longer.
To grief upon myself condemned, like ink like blood I desire.
and the world feels alike, one person hurts the herd and I retreat inert.
awaiting time to heal… for time is my one and only left friend.
O_O don’t take this seriously.. I just write this to feel better.
now I’m cool! ready to live. well what’s left of to live in me anyways.