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LostAnd it was said,
written and bled ..
that the road ahead ..
will have tears to be shed ..
dead bodies on the floor spread ..
hope lying on a thin black thread ..
and it is said,
and it was fed ..
sadness was all that we will dread ..
as we have seen a map that we read ..
on a long long road we have led ..
and the map contained words of rhymes ..
filled with hate greed and crimes ..
perverted but-sacred at times ..
and as i move towards the cave ..
on a mark of X - i march as a brave ..
slurping on the floor, as the rocks i pave ..
to the quest ive become a slave ..
to the quest ive become engraved ..
the intersect has been reached ..
the fences have been breeched ..
the secret has been leeched ..
and the map suddenly bleached ..
but ive continued to dig below ..
hoping the rhymes would continue to flow ..
hoping my life will eventually glow ..
hoping that destiny will finally show ..
that i will not be living as a shadow ..
a hope for a better tomorrow ..
and as i dug and dug ..
While..depriving ones soul from the mere luxury of adding up the equation to fit the equator ..
while the static atmosphere seem to only disturbly attract all that is wicked and fatal ..
and while the clockwise movement is nothing but the countdown of a pathetic existence ..
and while the guardians of one being ..are nothing but the creatures that seem to crash you and watch you burn ..
while the beautiful people are the demons ..
while the ugly people are the forsaken heroes ..
while love is brewing hate ..
and hate is brewing pain ..
while pain is brewing despair ..
and while the brewed cup of despair is ready and hot ..
you figure out that it takes just one innocent sip ..
to taste the flavor of injustice ..
the scent of betrayal ..
the scene of a swift stab to the heart by a darling ..
and while the word care is accompanied by insecurity ..
while wisdom is patched with greed ..
while the self driven esteem is train tailed to the sweet embrace of failure ..
while the sun rays a burn ..
Undo it all ..and i refuse to resist
i choose to cease to exist
i want to come undone
i shall stop, no longer shall i run..
forfeit the game..
forget this useless name..
turn lose the beast..
plate me as a feast..
undo the stitches..
am closer now.. left a few inches..
chain me down..
break my fuckin crown..
pluck out my wings..
mute these wails that sings..
pull me down to the floor..
chain the hopeful door..
leave me there to rot..
end me with a full stop..
uncure my wounds so deep..
label me as the sick fucked up creep
unbound the so called trust
stab me with all ur fuckin thrust..
fuck my innocence
abuse my weaknesses..
drown me in my lust..
rape me if you must..
burn me into flame..
feed me all the blame..
because i .. i am ..
i am insane
i am the shame
i am the empty i am the plain..
i am the me with a crossed out name..
so flush me down ..
push me let me drown..
unnourish me .. enjoy my screaming plee
stab these guts..
mutate the sluts..
grind my flesh..
eat me fresh..
suck out my blood..
theBathtub'sHolei was having a shower the other day
nothing special as far as i could say
moving my hands with foam to my body and rub
when i suddenly saw a hole in the bathtub!
closed the water and kneeled to take a look..
what i have found, was never read in any book!
an entirely different world through this hole..
glowing neons while everything is dark as coal..
and in its center of this universe ..
where everything is in reverse..
lies a symbolic temple with a fountain..
where its nectar falls and fills the mountains..
and the creatures are finally on sight..
flickering those transparent wings so bright..
drinking from that forbidden stream..
something that has never been seen..
and i squeeze my finger through as deep..
to taste that stream, i made a swift sweep..
a slimy liquid like substance
something like.. and i halted, could never finish the sentence..
and i finally figured out what it is ..
that brought life to these creatures, the awakening kiss..
a mixture of sperm and sweat..
and years an
a psychotic vibe ran through my body ..
ideas and visions of a demonic mind ..
where have all these stories come from ..
how have i ever been able to think of such things ..
walking round and round ..
a box of lost and found ..
a circus with a clown show ..
a play with mimes, a no show ..
a peaceful sigh utter from these silent chairs ..
who's watching now .. no one stairs ..
dreams and angels .. grip to any fuckin dream ..
the mind is such a lonely place ..
questions and questions, thats only the bigging phase ..
you then start to wonder where you belong ..
a humming voice - a no words song ..
aching for someone to notice ..
as you bleed right in front of them ..
tears and a black reded syrup of a rotten flesh ..
nothing can mend me now .. nothing can fix the mesh ..
fill up your plate .. taste this bitterness ..
tell me how it feels .. tell me what it has done to you ..
and it all turns black .. ready for fuckin phase two ..
where you choose not to care anymore ..
let the demons come
Like Cockroaches ..a creep that seers through the darkness
watching as mankind dwell into hatred ..
learning .. observing ..
tranquility as they might call it ..
seems to not exist anymore ..
in a world where lies overcome truth ..
no good guys winning in this battle ..
fairy tales to us; happiness is ..
bed time stories, only tailed on streets ..
cold and hungry ..
power has now become weak ..
only demons and devils rule us all ..
simple words that i use ..
seem to hurt, carve its way in ..
find its path through those blood pumping veins ..
churning acid - burning with pains ..
father father, can't you see ..
everything's transparent now .. zero opacity ..
rhymes and lyrics, a mayhem of stories ..
collide and combust ..
visions and letters .. like food and baggers ..
makes no sense, is it the only way now?
the purest form of truth?
hath not endless tears and regret be of honesty?
must I weep these nonsense to you?
a magical intrusion, a systematic fusion ..
dreamt a mystically magnificent disturbing dre
Hydrais this what i think it is?
love ..? could it be? ..
the soothing embrace ..
in a dark lonely night ..
where your weak .. and she is your only might ..
a touch of sweet white grace ..
wiping away the tears .. from my face ..
overwhelmed by this love's trace ..
in my mind .. i refuse to believe this ..
it must be fake .. this .. this bliss ..
i will not allow myself to get crushed once more ..
beaten down, anguished .. broken and sore ..
im hurt .. deep down in this .. inner hollowed core ..
i .. for once .. have understood, what tears are made for ..
hearts paralyzed by false beauty .. and innocent eyes ..
that stare .. burns through any living soul ..
untamed lust.. thats what i only seem to recall ..
a poisonous serpent with nine heads ..
faces .. for each new love ..
a monstrous mistress ..
she was what i believed in ..
the seething sound from her tongues ..
like a violin string, with voice- it sung ..
this dark gloomy crimson river ..
and im all alone left to sail ..
run away from
ihateyoui lost the will to write ..
seems to me words are out of sight..
they don't do it anymore ..
the pain i have inside ..
blades is my serenity now ..
beautiful blades of silver shine ..
a cut so deep, pour down the wine ..
drink my love ..
oh how i wish you could feel ..
how my blood,wine and rust ..
taste with my uncontrollable lust ..
towards breaking you down ..
pulling that .. that headed crown ..
i would die to see you suffer ..
i would give away anything ..
to watch your begging ..
its 2 past 12 now ..
and am all alone now ..
fighting this knife .. fighting not to bow ..
can i cry ..
can i weep ..
watch me ..
as i tune these screams louder ..
listen to these viollon, listen to these lethal notes ..
hear my weeps ..
another sad song ..
another emotional breakdown ..
are you enjoying this - he screams! ..
are you enjoying this - HE SCREAMS ! ..
all alone now ..
happy now ..
oh God, i cant i cant ..
i cant stop the tears from gushing out ..
this foggy mellowed lake of my sa
Confessions..and here it starts again,
yet another vortex for us to dwell in ..
seeing no one but ourselves, as we slumber ..
deeper.. deeper into our bleak nothing ..
a dark demented stain ..
a frightened scream,
a nightmares dream ..
how insane could one man be?
to love a candle light?
does he not know, for every light lies a shadow ..
lurking beneath us all ..
the dark dark side of an angel ..
where wings turns to blazing flames ..
white is no longer seen ..
shattered by my own fantasy ..
nourishing myself with feeds of lies ..
breading a generation .. watching it as it dies ..
the cryptic secret has been unsealed ..
yes, for once i shall speak out loud ..
no longer will these words be engraved in stone ..
in blood shall they wrath upon the walls ..
for this human race to wake up from a fiction ..
that has settled upon the surface of our lives ..
so subtle and silent ..
a crust that hides true feelings ..
its time for these embers to fall apart..
a choking truth ..
breath in for
AmaranthineCast your dreams
To your body's tide
When your mind opens wide
All things end
Yet there's no goodbyes
From within your own eyes
How far gone? (Updated)Just because there's words
Doesn't mean there's a thought behind them.
(The slate was wiped clean.)
Just because my eyes are open
Doesn't mean I'm awake.
(I fell asleep long ago.)
I may be hearing
But that doesn't mean I'm listening.
(I've tuned into another station frequency.)
I may have been touched
But that doesn't mean I feel.
(I'm long past numb.)
Though I eat
I shan't taste.
(The food has been bland since before this.)
I wouldn't want to wake up.
(Your world is terrifying.)
My mind's eyes are completely closed
I like where I am.
(My world is nice. My world is safe. They can't get to me here.)
I'm in my bubble.
How far gone am I?
I can't take
All the pain I see.
(It shouldn't effect me.)
I feel like screaming
At the world.
(As if that would do anything.)
It's like torture
(Because I can't help you. I don't know how.)
So I'm hurting.
(I feel lost, you're always my constant.)
What do I do?
How can I help you?
(Please don't go! I need yo
SmileI am the clippings.
The shards and the trimmings.
The thrown away and wasted, stitched and pasted.
Lost and Fragmented.
But I'll put on a smile and pretend I'm not dented.
The Moon in VirgoThe Moon in Virgo
She wore Mercury on her lips;
For when the visions came
the madness left a poisonous taste in the mouth
and rotten teeth
There was once a sweet and youthful
element, as is the case with women,
But she lost her worth in societal eyes
long before twenty two.
Now she is eighty six
with no husband to determine her path;
The stars do it well enough.
Even the sun shines in a way
that allows her to regain stolen beauty,
Without the use of too much rouge.
Astrology became a science when God abandoned her,
Many would argue he was never there.
A distant relative was burned as
a witch of sorts,
But she is not bitter.
The tea she takes helps her to forget;
To drift off to sleep in a manner so sweet
that she cries to dream once more upon waking.
What do I write?I don't know what to write.
There's so much on my mind,
So many things that could take flight!
But I don't know what to write.
I could talk about inadequacy.
How I was lazy and immature and didn't listen in school.
How I don't have much vocab and my grammar is as useful as a broken tool.
How I don't write much because I'm afraid of appearing as a fool.
I could speak on inadequacy.
Then there's always anger.
How people say I'm good at art when all I see is a twelve year old's lines.
How my freedom is restricted and I'm just confined to two places.
How my friends don't respond and I sit here in stasis.
Yeah. I could write about anger.
But how about guilt?
How I've been such a asshole to my family in recent months.
How I've not stayed in touch with the friends who're living in hell.
How I screw up often and end up hating myself and not leaving my shell.
I don't know.
Maybe I just care too much.
Writing at OxfordBetween the dusty pages of
drunken novellas and tragic plays,
a small ferret creeps and a young girl strays.
Enticed by a fantasy mirror and
lightly cut by a subtle blade,
the fabrics between worlds gently part
and literature is new and made.
A delicate array of alternate ideas
welded together within the parchment of a book.
Be careful how far you peer between
the never-ending lines of flowing ink.
Beware of your ever changing daemons and
ensure you don’t fall for their trick.
For they would have you think that
there is nothing more behind these shelves.
The truths they do hastily conceal as
there is more than you could ever believe.
Keep your friends closer, your enemies closer still.
You’ll never know where you may meet as
you hide behind your wandering quill.
Wo willst du hin?Sie suchte sich
Sie versuchte sich
versuchte zu finden
Sie fand sich
fand sich nicht
Nord Ost Süd West
wer sollte sie
sollte sie nachhause bringen
wer sollte sie festhalten
denn es machte keinen Sinn
um einfach zu warten
Laundromat crazy people amaze me with their odd waThere couple who settle in as if they are having a quiet day in.
They sit on the couch reading separate books and sometimes they
exchange the same magazines back and forth saying, “You gotta read this”.
The man has what I call the lamb chop beard which makes him look professor-ish
The woman looks like a soft, yet stern grandma ready with hard candy
The best part is the sweets loving wild haired Laundromat attendant
She walks around happily asking if anyone wants the televisions on
as she tells us how she likes to not have a television on so she can read.
Though on every visit one must be prepared for the Laundromat troll
who is so similar to the Internet troll in that they both love chaos
Acting as if the world owes them and that still pisses them off.
Pushing you out of the way to get the “warmest” dryers to save a quarter
Usually it is peacefully silent in the Laundromat with the machines humming.
The attendant silently breezing out the door to go get a sweet
requests and (my art can be used for your art)Update 3 and requests are always open
first off I want to thank everyone for watching and commenting
I enjoy the thanks for all of u
any and all requests are open for anyone of anyteam
in can be
Just don't overflow on requests just one at a time
nothing chewing teeth with naked bare gums ..
as they shatter away this surface ..
i can taste the blood ..
together with pieces of flesh ..
tastes like you ..
the sadness mixed with harsh truth ..
a bleak ending ..
such a perfect end ..
a well written novel ..
i envy you ..
for i dwell in your misery ..
gasping for air ..
i just envy you ..
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