You don't know what exhaustion is until you've pushed a bike all day with nothing in your stomach...
After hours he had finally reached some kind of town, not very big but it had a gas station. He sat on his bike in the station's lot, munching on some crappy frozen sandwich wondering what to do next. The problem in the modern world is that it's really hard to find somewhere to sleep on short notice, especially when you don't have a lot of money to spend. The sun was setting, he stopped thinking for a moment just to really enjoy it. Feeling the last rays of warmth on his face, he stared at the sunset till his eyes hurt and he had to look aw
He leaned against his bike, lighting another cigarette. Blew smoke as he contemplated the silence around him, alone, finally. For a while he just stood there, blowing rings of smoke, his blue eyes lost in thoughts. Still as if in a photograph, except for the nonchalant movement of his hand as he brought the cigarette to his lips for another drag. Minutes that might have been hours passed by in silence as he just stood there smoking and stroking the leather seat of his bike. Lost in the universe behind his eyes, a world much more exciting than the one he stood in.
A laugh woke him from his meditation as two kids passed by laughing and playing
Complaint of Modern Society by frenchdevil8, literature
Literature
Complaint of Modern Society
Cigarette butts sink to the bottom of the sea,
Ashes cover the world as far as one can see.
Oil swirls, loosing itself to the blue current,
A man arrests the earth with a plastic warrant.
The court jester mock's the king,
Worthless gold hits the floor with a "cling".
A suited man is stabbed by an old hag,
A child tries to catch butterflies in a plastic bag.
Cigarette butts sink to the bottom of the sea,
Ashes cover people as far as one can see.
Real Imaginary Friends by frenchdevil8, literature
Literature
Real Imaginary Friends
People never listen, I just get ignored again & again,
Then the doctors ask why I talk to imaginary friends.
They don't listen either when I explain why,
The voices in my head are always my only reply.
They say I'm a silly teenager with no ambition,
That they'll have to lock me in if I don't take my medication.
I just throw away the pills & say the voices have taken flight,
Even though they whisper to me every night.
I don't want to be trapped in a mental institution,
I just wan't someone to listen & give me solutions.
Normal people, they all laugh saying I'm crazy,
They all count the days left before they lock a door on me.
The w
One year old, you were but colors and shapes to me,
A presence that in my little head meant safety.
I bit on your fingers with my toothless gums,
And you'd laugh so I'd bite until my mouth went numb.
First day of school, I was scared and gave your sleeve a tug,
Our secret signal for you to crouch down and give me a hug.
At night you'd sit on my bed and tell me a story,
Sometimes they were sad but in the end everyone was always happy.
Old fading photographs scattered on my bedroom floor.
Why isn't your hand warm anymore?
"Daddy, daddy" please smile at me like before.
High school and me turning into a silly adolescent,
Even when we
There are so many times I wish I had made the right calculations,
Balanced everything out in logical, solvable equations,
However I gave up on math after learning multiplications.
So many things I said, I wish I could have phrased better,
Caught the words before they slid down my throat like water,
Sadly I was always better at putting my words on paper.
There are so many nights where I wish I had slept,
Been able to escape facing all the things I felt,
Maybe if I had everything today would be easier to accept.
So many nights, I should have stayed sober,
Should have listened to you and put down the liqueur,
I fell into the illusion
You don't know what exhaustion is until you've pushed a bike all day with nothing in your stomach...
After hours he had finally reached some kind of town, not very big but it had a gas station. He sat on his bike in the station's lot, munching on some crappy frozen sandwich wondering what to do next. The problem in the modern world is that it's really hard to find somewhere to sleep on short notice, especially when you don't have a lot of money to spend. The sun was setting, he stopped thinking for a moment just to really enjoy it. Feeling the last rays of warmth on his face, he stared at the sunset till his eyes hurt and he had to look aw
He leaned against his bike, lighting another cigarette. Blew smoke as he contemplated the silence around him, alone, finally. For a while he just stood there, blowing rings of smoke, his blue eyes lost in thoughts. Still as if in a photograph, except for the nonchalant movement of his hand as he brought the cigarette to his lips for another drag. Minutes that might have been hours passed by in silence as he just stood there smoking and stroking the leather seat of his bike. Lost in the universe behind his eyes, a world much more exciting than the one he stood in.
A laugh woke him from his meditation as two kids passed by laughing and playing
Complaint of Modern Society by frenchdevil8, literature
Literature
Complaint of Modern Society
Cigarette butts sink to the bottom of the sea,
Ashes cover the world as far as one can see.
Oil swirls, loosing itself to the blue current,
A man arrests the earth with a plastic warrant.
The court jester mock's the king,
Worthless gold hits the floor with a "cling".
A suited man is stabbed by an old hag,
A child tries to catch butterflies in a plastic bag.
Cigarette butts sink to the bottom of the sea,
Ashes cover people as far as one can see.
Real Imaginary Friends by frenchdevil8, literature
Literature
Real Imaginary Friends
People never listen, I just get ignored again & again,
Then the doctors ask why I talk to imaginary friends.
They don't listen either when I explain why,
The voices in my head are always my only reply.
They say I'm a silly teenager with no ambition,
That they'll have to lock me in if I don't take my medication.
I just throw away the pills & say the voices have taken flight,
Even though they whisper to me every night.
I don't want to be trapped in a mental institution,
I just wan't someone to listen & give me solutions.
Normal people, they all laugh saying I'm crazy,
They all count the days left before they lock a door on me.
The w
One year old, you were but colors and shapes to me,
A presence that in my little head meant safety.
I bit on your fingers with my toothless gums,
And you'd laugh so I'd bite until my mouth went numb.
First day of school, I was scared and gave your sleeve a tug,
Our secret signal for you to crouch down and give me a hug.
At night you'd sit on my bed and tell me a story,
Sometimes they were sad but in the end everyone was always happy.
Old fading photographs scattered on my bedroom floor.
Why isn't your hand warm anymore?
"Daddy, daddy" please smile at me like before.
High school and me turning into a silly adolescent,
Even when we
There are so many times I wish I had made the right calculations,
Balanced everything out in logical, solvable equations,
However I gave up on math after learning multiplications.
So many things I said, I wish I could have phrased better,
Caught the words before they slid down my throat like water,
Sadly I was always better at putting my words on paper.
There are so many nights where I wish I had slept,
Been able to escape facing all the things I felt,
Maybe if I had everything today would be easier to accept.
So many nights, I should have stayed sober,
Should have listened to you and put down the liqueur,
I fell into the illusion
My head hurts from being locked in all day,
J'aimerais tellement partir, tu sais.
The pages fly by so slowly on my calendar,
J'en ait marre, J'en ait marre!
Everyday the same trash, the same scenery,
Jour & nuit, le ciel est tellement gris.
Why am I no longer allowed to be free?
Je vous en supplie , laissez moi sortir d'ici.
My head spins from being in here all day,
Laisser moi patir, s'ils vous plait.
Hey Guys!
I'm just going to use this to post a little art of my fursona now ^^
If you're a furry and want to see all the "adult" content follow me on FA!
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Hey Guys,
I feel like I need to update this page and clarify a few things!
The "poems" written here are all from my angsty teenage period.
I'm now a less fucked up person, in my 3rd year of college.
Though I will not remove my work, in the hope it will help other lost teens, like the works of others helped me.
I've been a deviant for 7 years now... I might start posting things on here again, but more in the lines of visual arts & crafts.
The pride of who I am is a luxury none of you can ever afford.
Negative: Guys are like branches you hold on and they break.
Positive: Guys are like dogs you pet them and their tails go up.
I carry pain killers in my bag cause you wankers give me headaches.
Love is like the flu you catch it on the street and end up in bed. =p
If your going to hell then hell will be my heaven
The truest proof of love is giving people you cant live without the right to disappear.
Never have sex in your backyard, love may be blind but neighbors aren't.
Quand je suis dans tes bras je voie la vie en rose, quand