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Gory Games

Gory video games are playing on the television screen…everyone watches excitedly without a flinch of fear…where’s peace when I need it? Where’s love when I want it? Where’s their sanity? Is it replaced with vanity and catastrophe? Oh, I find it peculiar and ludicrous to watch such despicable zombies spew with blood…and it makes me turn away with fears and shames… hunting me down…why do people make such games? No one cares if I smile or frown…I’m coming down with something…I was your everything, but now I’m nothing… Risking my life…tripping out on stumbling stones – drifting away from the serene shores…injecting me with infections…ripped apart by rejections……crazed, yet collected by connection… damaged by daunting –disheartening –deception! Ogling outlandishly at my obsession…probing with perception and pondering about prospection! Embellish me with your emerging effulgence! Unchain me from captivity and toughen up my once tarnished meekness and trustworthiness Risking my life…tripping out on stumbling stones – drifting away from the serene shores…injecting me with infections…ripped apart by rejections……crazed, yet collected by connection… damaged by daunting –disheartening –deception! Ogling outlandishly at my obsession…probing with perception and pondering about prospection! Oh, I find it peculiar and ludicrous to watch such despicable zombies spew with blood…and it makes me turn away with fears and shames… hunting me down…why do people make such games? No one cares if I smile or frown…I’m coming down with something…I was your everything, but now I’m nothing… Gory video games are playing on the television screen…everyone watches excitedly without a flinch of fear…where’s peace when I need it? Where’s love when I want it? Where’s their sanity? Is it replaced with vanity and catastrophe? Gory video games are playing on the television screen…everyone watches excitedly without a flinch of fear…where’s peace when I need it? Where’s love when I want it? Where’s their sanity? Is it replaced with vanity and catastrophe? Oh, I find it peculiar and ludicrous to watch such despicable zombies spew with blood…and it makes me turn away with fears and shames… hunting me down…why do people make such games? No one cares if I smile or frown…I’m coming down with something…I was your everything, but now I’m nothing… Risking my life…tripping out on stumbling stones – drifting away from the serene shores…injecting me with infections…ripped apart by rejections……crazed, yet collected by connection… damaged by daunting –disheartening –deception! Ogling outlandishly at my obsession…probing with perception and pondering about prospection! Embellish me with your emerging effulgence! Unchain me from captivity and toughen up my once tarnished meekness and trustworthiness Risking my life…tripping out on stumbling stones – drifting away from the serene shores…injecting me with infections…ripped apart by rejections……crazed, yet collected by connection… damaged by daunting –disheartening –deception! Ogling outlandishly at my obsession…probing with perception and pondering about prospection! Oh, I find it peculiar and ludicrous to watch such despicable zombies spew with blood…and it makes me turn away with fears and shames… hunting me down…why do people make such games? No one cares if I smile or frown…I’m coming down with something…I was your everything, but now I’m nothing… Gory video games are playing on the television screen over and over again like a broken record on an ancient recording…everyone watches elatedly and greedily without the slightest flick of fear…where’s peace when I need it? Is it torn into pieces? Where’s love when I want it? Where’s their sanity? Lost in their poverty pit? Is their humility-invigorating elation replaced with self-satisfaction and calamitous tragedy?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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