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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
Don't Birds Eat Bugs?Don't birds eat bugs?
Perhaps, but there're always the ones that prefer seeds.
Shouldn't girls wear makeup to look pretty?
Maybe, but there're always the people that are blind.
Shouldn't men be strong and chivalrous?
Possibly, but even they need to be cared for sometimes.
What you see isn't what they truly are
Open your eyes wider
Look a little deeper
No matter what gender, race, or 'label'
Makes no difference who you are
We are all humans alike.
naught but to dreamStars cluster at my window,
They watch me lay back
Trying to sleep off the pain -
I want naught but to dream
Of your eyes once more.
Morphine to my mind
Crystallized over hours
Watching wind swept clouds.
Weary, windswept -
Just let me lay back;
I want naught but to dream
Of your eyes once more.
El DuoEn medio de una confusa oscuridad.... imaginaciones e iluciones se hacen precentes.. al igual que esta... vaya conectada de las manos... danzando.. junto a los sentimientos.... Allí yacía un dúo..... confuso e incompleto.... que en una caricia dolorosa.... se despiden.... a gritos mudos se van alejando... pero el abrazo frío nublaba los ojos de aquel dúo roto...... incompleto....... el angel y el demonio.... despues de decadas enteras y sin sentido se reencontraron.... entrelazando sus dedos.... danzando por el camino vital que a todo ser se le precenta hasta que desaparesca y no deje rastro.... solo una memoria... dificil de comprender y recordar..... algo imborrable...... la sonrisa del alma blanca guía a la negra... mientras ésta compensa el milagro con proteccion en sus brazos..... uno es el pecado... el otro las virtudes... ambos forman uno solo..... dejando un dúo completo. ".. el misterio de tus palabras solo me dejan ciego cada vez que in
Easy MelodyThere is solace
in the empty spaces of existence,
but those are few and far between.
That’s what I used to think,
but there’s a fine line
between company and chaos.
It seems either the walls scream
or I am lonely.
What I need is a medium;
voices of monotone,
of reason, with no burden of my life
or their own,
just a nice easy melody.
A girl named Neon(poem)In a dark cruel world
A girl was born into
She was gifted with many talents
Yet she was denied
She had a distinct look to her
Abnormal to her kind
A bright pink hue to her fur
Like a bright rose
She was consumed in grief
Afraid to be free
Her mother showed her the way
Now she's believes
Her name was Neon Rose
She is an Umbreon
Her light shines brightly
As she runs around in the night
Now she is loved
Never to be alone
Showing new confidence
That she has never known
Let her aurora shine
Showing the kindness within
Now she is loved
Like a StoneI saw you last night.
And you were the sun.
But Icarus flew
I was a raging torrent
Like the sea.
And when he plummeted
He was a whistling stone.
I swallowed him whole.
AnteriormenteAbridle el cráneo, que fluya su sangre
de arriba a abajo, hacedlo, que muera,
pues sus gritos no le importan a nadie
si no queda escrito en papiros de seda.
Gritos en silencio por solitario,
pues haciendo algo malo
que se acerquen los iluminados
es gritar sin dar medio bocado.
Con el gesto en tu ceño destapado,
sin gorras, pañuelos o cabello
veo el centro de tu central de miedo:
tácito funcionamiento. Traumatizando.
Pues miras tú y yo ordeno
cuando en segundos fue al contrario
porque tú eres el hermano que no tengo
fundido en un estilo olvidado.
La sombra del cazador de sueños
que cobra vida mientras ando
se precipita en la alegre ponzoña
que rezuman los humanos.
Gritadme con los ojos, mirando,
y aunque pesen vuestros párpados,
seguiréis señalando. Dormitando.
Que se calle el fuego: apagadlo.
Reaching for the StarsThey told us to reach for the stars
without ever telling us what we were reaching for
because they thought we'd figure it out for ourselves.
The more we reached for the stars the more we realized what we were grasping at.
Desperately trying to hold in the palms of our hands
tiny pinpricks of hopeful light
against a backdrop of darkness
surrounded by the hopes of the others foolish enough
to try to touch something that was light-years away
and probably already dead for aeons.
We reached for something that had left us behind long ago,
we reached foolishly trying to touch space with small hands
that still coloured with crayons and hugged teddy bears at night.
We reached for the stars
without ever knowing how far away they were,
and when we finally realized how far they were
we were already lost in space,
or had figured it out early
and crashed back to earth in a fiery inferno of broken dreams.
See, they told us to reach for the stars so we'd k
AnonymousI’m sat here, trying to write out the words that I want to come out ever so much. Everything from how I feel and such, to how I miss your ever so soft touch.
I once knew that lovely feeling called “bliss”, one of the many things I miss, one of the many things you made me feel. All this sadness, all this hurt I’m trying to conceal. I don’t know if it’s working or if it’s not, maybe it’s all just for naught.
I know it’s pointless and I know I shouldn’t. But I still love you, even though you couldn’t.
I know I shouldn’t, and I know it’s pointless. But I still love you and it leaves me voiceless.
I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted to hear, I really am. I promise, I’ll do my best to make these feelings disappear.
- Not so yours truly,
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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