looking down onto a world so cold
the myth of hope has faded into old
darkness drowns out any light we wish to find
casting out the memory of love we left behind
there are no heroes where evil romes the land
children lose there innocence...they sadly understand
teens and adults a like choose to end their life
grown out of holding on,grown into eternal strife
what is there besides the vacant land of pain?
where can thought exist in the time of the insane?
Have we traded our morals for foolish objects that shall disapear?
is there anything left that we can hold dear!
media controls our slowly decayings hearts
love is just lust that tears us all apart
selfishness is common when our goal is to just survive
Our we simply animals! just trying to stay alive?
Do you see dear friend?
How we our meeting our suicidal end?
even I have fallen prey to lowly desire
our souls have withered as though it were water smothered by fire
once apon a time,we once held truth
learning common values while only in our youth
now that is gone and we cast out belief
children as young 10 look only toward grief
divorces ranges high as teen abstenince ranges low
old friends in elementary school become in higher grades a foe
picking apart each child bedtime story down to dna
we only believe in the end is what everyone must say.
but look deep inside there your soul slowly meets its grave
were already dead, just drones in masses told what to do and behave
this is the world in which we only try to get ahead
but why should we try? when everyone is already dead
what point is there to grow?
when no one truly understands what they know?
why should it matter? when no one reaps what they sow?
people have forgotten why they do what they do.
It was ment to be out of love for me and for you.
joy was here to share,
to give to someone to show you care.
these small words fueld each work
it was the soul of humanity before it was forced to lurk.
But I suppose now one cares in a world without out heart
you think one way, you tear someone else apart...
Author notes
this poem simply speaks of how our world is nothing but media controlling zombies. how we our life was once a place of love,now traded in for dequsting lust
A contest entry
- Teens & Young Adults by DAMSELx.
300 points, ended August 30, 2008, 101 entries
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