Thank you for being with me all these years.
I’m afraid now it’s time to say goodbye.
I’ve lived too long and stayed too strong
to shed tears. I do not fear my death,
neither God or Satan control my breath.
No need now to worry about my soul,
always my mind’s been my own to control.
I believe the logic I have conceived over the years
to be the truth of this mortal life.
I have never given in to the controlling fears
conjured and executed by society’s knife.
I never listened to their lies;
my mind was open to different ideas.
Now my time is up. They’ve finally found me out.
It’s up to your generation t
You start to shake,
You start to scream.
As your nightmares come true,
From your fucked up dreams..
You cannot RUN,
You cannot HIDE,
For the Demons can kill you,
From the INSIDE...
I guess my feelings never mattered...
I guess you never cared..
Thats fucking alright with me though,
My Soul was already dead,
What you did to my heart was Nothing....
Compared to the thoughts eating away inside my head.
The words you spoke to me,
Now seem empty and foolish...
I guess I was a fool to think we could ever be..
Life seems barren and depressing,
Ever since you left me to rot...
My pain has went beyond the point of crying,
I have never been this distraught...
I am confused beyond my comprehension,
I feel as though I am losing my mind,
Every minute I live Im slowly dying,
Or just maybe... I never existed at all..
But within each hell,
Isn't there a light?
Even if its the fire,
There is company in your sight.
...You can live inside a Hell,
One that is formed inside everyone's Heart,
One that only few understand....
For this is temporary for some people,
And it is eternal for others,
But please,
Don't let it consume you.
The Darkness that feeds from your sadness and sorrow,
Kick it aside and it'll be better tomorrow.
But this path I did not take,
And living in this Hell is the destiny I make,
Because I gave in to its power and hate,
And it has been my horrible mistake,
So please, please,
Don't end up living in Hell for us all..
Its sad knowing when its your time go,
Especially when its suicide it makes seem slow.
Finding that moment perfect in time,
Never ever feeling like you're committing a crime.
The Nuka-Cola Salesman CH1 by Daxter45, literature
Literature
The Nuka-Cola Salesman CH1
Out in the Capital Wasteland, the remains of D.C., there lived a traveling salesman. Though, he was not apart of the typical Trade Caravan that went around to the different settlements and towns scattered around the wastes. He was a lone salesman that sold a very odd item(s). He specialized in the old Nuka-Cola Buisness. This is the Nuka-Cola mans story.
Lets begin this mans tale in the year 2277 in the town of Megaton.
"Hello sir, would you care to buy one of my Ice Cold Nuka-Colas?" This was what he would always ask to the first person he saw when he entered into any town. Though most of the time he would get the same response.
"Wha
Sometimes I laugh because of how much of a fool I was,
To try to be loved for once in my life.
It was a foolish dream that now I plainly see,
It was a life that was never meant for me...
Thank you for being with me all these years.
I’m afraid now it’s time to say goodbye.
I’ve lived too long and stayed too strong
to shed tears. I do not fear my death,
neither God or Satan control my breath.
No need now to worry about my soul,
always my mind’s been my own to control.
I believe the logic I have conceived over the years
to be the truth of this mortal life.
I have never given in to the controlling fears
conjured and executed by society’s knife.
I never listened to their lies;
my mind was open to different ideas.
Now my time is up. They’ve finally found me out.
It’s up to your generation t
You start to shake,
You start to scream.
As your nightmares come true,
From your fucked up dreams..
You cannot RUN,
You cannot HIDE,
For the Demons can kill you,
From the INSIDE...
I guess my feelings never mattered...
I guess you never cared..
Thats fucking alright with me though,
My Soul was already dead,
What you did to my heart was Nothing....
Compared to the thoughts eating away inside my head.
The words you spoke to me,
Now seem empty and foolish...
I guess I was a fool to think we could ever be..
Life seems barren and depressing,
Ever since you left me to rot...
My pain has went beyond the point of crying,
I have never been this distraught...
I am confused beyond my comprehension,
I feel as though I am losing my mind,
Every minute I live Im slowly dying,
Or just maybe... I never existed at all..
But within each hell,
Isn't there a light?
Even if its the fire,
There is company in your sight.
...You can live inside a Hell,
One that is formed inside everyone's Heart,
One that only few understand....
For this is temporary for some people,
And it is eternal for others,
But please,
Don't let it consume you.
The Darkness that feeds from your sadness and sorrow,
Kick it aside and it'll be better tomorrow.
But this path I did not take,
And living in this Hell is the destiny I make,
Because I gave in to its power and hate,
And it has been my horrible mistake,
So please, please,
Don't end up living in Hell for us all..
Its sad knowing when its your time go,
Especially when its suicide it makes seem slow.
Finding that moment perfect in time,
Never ever feeling like you're committing a crime.
The Nuka-Cola Salesman CH1 by Daxter45, literature
Literature
The Nuka-Cola Salesman CH1
Out in the Capital Wasteland, the remains of D.C., there lived a traveling salesman. Though, he was not apart of the typical Trade Caravan that went around to the different settlements and towns scattered around the wastes. He was a lone salesman that sold a very odd item(s). He specialized in the old Nuka-Cola Buisness. This is the Nuka-Cola mans story.
Lets begin this mans tale in the year 2277 in the town of Megaton.
"Hello sir, would you care to buy one of my Ice Cold Nuka-Colas?" This was what he would always ask to the first person he saw when he entered into any town. Though most of the time he would get the same response.
"Wha
Sometimes I laugh because of how much of a fool I was,
To try to be loved for once in my life.
It was a foolish dream that now I plainly see,
It was a life that was never meant for me...
I do not even know where to begin. Ill just make a short summary. I consider myself a writer and nothing more. I have my doubts about life and goverment, and I tend to write about that alot, but it seems like nobody ever takes advice from the Silent Prophet... Thats what I was called once... But yeah, I dont feel like going into emo mode, so welcome to mah page and I hope you like my writing :3
Favourite Visual Artist
I dont has one :P
Favourite Movies
There are many xD
Favourite TV Shows
I watch anime most of the time
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Mainly Heavy Metal like SlipKnot, Slayer, and several other bands.
Favourite Writers
Edgar Allen Poe
Favourite Games
Jak and Daxter:The Precusor Legacy, Fallout 3, Fallout New Vegas, PAIN! Brutal Legend, Bayonetta, BioShock, BioShock 2
Favourite Gaming Platform
PS2 and PS3
Other Interests
Writing, Playing Videogames, Thinking and watching animes.
Things seem to change a lot over the course of the years. People change, trends change, videogames change with the time (which is kinda depressing because most of the shit they make today always has to fit the fucking Call of Duty code as I call it.) and everything just seems to always change with time. I just feel like rambling, wanted to type today. I'm still kinda pissed that the book I was writing on my new thinking system I created, "Cogitarism," was deleted off my grandparents computer. Thank God I printed out some copies. The pain in the ass part is that I gotta retype like four pages full of the intro to the book. Though, thats all th
Life has been getting very odd lately.... Idk anymore.. Alot of shit has been happening lately and I dont know what to do now.... I had to go to the hospital for the second time because of my depression and people keep thinking something is wrong with me... Maybe there is..... Im getting help now aapparently... Maybe that wil make the emptiness go away... Maybe...
But anyways... I gotta be careful about what I post anymore because now-a-days you can get in trouble for just about anything on a computer if the right people see what you post. I might have to get rid of a few of my Deviations now. Well thats not a might I am going to get rid of
The Capital Wasteland was a place of Radiation and killing,
Its a wonder how anybody out there are still Living.
There are many dangers the Wastelanders must face each day,
Their survival is a very sadistic game they all must play.
In this Wasteland of a world, very soon your gun will be your best friend.
You can become a Raider and kill the innocent and steal from the poor.
Or you could become apart of the Brotherhood of Steel and help the people of the Wasteland,