: t a k e . t h e . p i l l :white walls are bleeding redMore Like This
the nurses have bound you to your bed
white walls are closing in
they tell you sternly to rest your head
there is no point in screaming
no one will come
there is no point in fighting
there is nowhere to run
the whores in white watch you sleep
and the doctors lurking in the dark medicate you
and force you to eat
just take your pills
the doctor is standing by
if you protest they’ll electroshock your brain
and call you ill
your only friend has voices in her head
they tell her you’re not real
most days you sit alone in the garden
and try to remember how to feel
you don’t remember when they locked you up
just that you were young
and every night since that day you've prayed
to that deadbeat god above
that this afternoon you’ll be hung.
Dreams RussiaxReader You sighed gently in your sleep causing the Russian who was just beginning to dip into sleep beside you to quickly open his eyes.More Like This
He had just returned home from yet another unproductive world meeting and thrown the sleek covers over his body. It had been a long and stressful day and it seemed that the minute he had walked into the house you two shared, his mood had instantly lightened, but now sleep was threatening to overcome the powerful man.
He had just let his eyelids close over his violet eyes when you let out a small sigh. He loved all your small sounds, from your small sighs to your hums or even yelps of surprise, and they fascinated him to no end, after all, he wasn't ever one for small noises.
Ivan ran a large hand gently through your hair, letting a small, childish smile play on his lips. You almost always made some type of noise in your sleep when you were dreaming. He wondered for a moment what you were dreaming and if
If you give in, they winIf you give in, they win:More Like This
There ain't no one in the world who can decide your limit,
Cause if you're playing this game, then you're playin' to win it.
I don't believe in the words of the hopeless and dry;
These wings are born full of freedom and they're achin' to fly.
I don't care if the world gives me scars on my back,
Cause I will wear them with pride over a suit that is black.
I am the heaven and the hell and I'll make you believe it;
I am an angel and a demon and I swear that you'll feel it.
Cause I ain't never gonna give in - never say die.
Until the moment that I am ash I will always have tried.
Until the very last minute, when the skies are grey,
You see it raining black lightning but I'll never go astray.
Because the path is before me; it's laden with dirt,
But I will trudge across the mud to the heart of the earth.
I am the core of what makes you; the drill that'll breakthrough,
So follow if you feel me cause I'm comin' right at you.
Your attitudes are made from a bo