I saw grey monsters eat special elements of dying love.
I saw empty people talk about empty things and I saw the heat become the cold and the cold become the heat. I saw synapses turn into nothing, synapses into boredom, boredom into pleasure and mind numbing into activities for the young. Youthful pleasures, undying lust for dying bodies and fake dreams given by a toxic society. I saw it all. I saw the last one break down and cry for the last time, for the final moment before the great greyness grew, taking more of them, growing and spewing more of it's ugly destruction.
Fire became so big, it became our lives. I saw nothingness, I saw it all and I saw us never die, because we never lived. I saw lives wasted, I saw love lost and I saw hearts that were broken and could never be mended again, break once more.
I saw the murders without murderers, the murderers without victims and I saw the fathers cry because they never had children, and all the popular and fake people of all those pointless schools become greater and more toxic still. Wealth is king and appearance is queen in a world based on image. Disney gives you your prince charming. Porn gives you your perfect wife. School gives you your perfect life. But in the end, you were never you, you were only what you were told to be. Be good. Behave. Be successful but let us define success. You are your money. You are your clothes. You are your facebook likes and you are your friends, your are your job and don't you ever dare to be yourself.
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Lorenzaccio
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One day, someone will have to tell me why everything is so complicated all the time.
A hobby of mine :
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A hobby of mine :
writtenhome.blogspot.fr