Soulless TV
Sometimes I think
the TV
is the work of the devil.
Put here on earth
to trick us
to be lazy.
Steal our souls.

“Turn it on...”
“You know you want to...”

“All your worries
will away...”

“Happy..
Forever happy...
and laughter...”

without meaning

You are staring.
Staring
at the screen.
The lifeless screen.
It’s flashing.
Unknown figures
moving,
talking.

You are staring
the night away.
Staring
the day away.

Alone sits
the body.
Motionless
empty
soulless
sad.

So let me ask you this:

-What is the point?
 
Vala Yates
1983 - ...


Ljóð eftir Völu Yates

Weeping Willow
Flowers and Candy
I need your love
Their Heimar
Myrkhuginn
Traust
Plagued with Worries
Is love?
Tónafljóð
Söknuður
Someday
Soulless TV
Jólagleði
Think yourself crazy?
Chaotic Paranoia
Næturgalin
I am
The little things
The look that said
Think about me?
Sleepless Thoughts
Tárið talar
Splitting Heartache
Later
Seinna
Chaotic Paranoia II
Rússíbaninn
Rollercoaster
A lone tear
Þetta smáa
Forgetmenot
Goodbye
All/one (Blinded)
Heavy pains
Fangin?
Hugviltur
Draumveltur og vangaráðningar
Til minnis...
Hjarta tromp
Changes
Vonin í myrkrinu
Not here anymore