Of Stars and SlaveryMindless dolls controlled by masters controlled by fear, is this our fate?
Can we cut the sharp ropes that strangle us or is it too late?
A people that works until its grave but cannot pay their rent.
They cook meals, carry crates, but cannot catch the devil's scent.
We were birds, we were free and had no strings attached,
But they cut our wings and our souls were detached.
We are no stars only because we are watching the stars,
But they carved up our eyes, so all we do is count our scars.
There was a time when God had not forgotten about his breed,
But now he is a misbegotten idol carved in cold clay, Godspeed!
Soma fixes our misery, broken bones and twisted spines;
A system running so fluid that it seems divine.
I'm a Royal Vampire Princess Timelord druggie alcoholic alien that has a fetish for tractors and men, and I have a secret Jewish boyfriend AND my drug dealer is a ghost... apparently. |
lolz Nah; actually I'm just a random person in the universe that strongly believes in "to thine own self be true". You never know what to expect from me!
I like to draw, but my true passion is in writing! I also like to make videos!!!!