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Lost againLooking through the glass
Somewhere I haven't been
A new adventure tonight
between sunlight and mist
I am no longer in
the shadows of hell
A seeker is sought
to place me right
bring me the sunshine
leave the darkness behind
Those skeletons that clatter
let them fall to
the room let them
A dagger aimed to
the heart that is
mine alone not for
you to own
Who can not feel!
Let the color of
Hate flow through you!Right into the palm of my hand!
I will throw those words back at you...
You shake like you are about to cry
I know all your flaws
Your weaknesses are mine
So go back to where you are from
Stop invading my head
Cease the yelling
Let it end
No one wants you around
Put you to rest
Into the coffin of my head
Let you lay there for no one to see
No one will be at your funeral
No one will be at your wake
You say I have turned into the monster
You are wrong...
I wanted your heart
You just wanted me dead...
So now I lay you down to sle
Afraid to smileA rose is but a rose
Nothing more than a flower
Just as sweet as it was in an hour
But something that can tower
over the heart and devour
for roses have thorns
and we forget
as time passes we soon regret
so never look at this flower again
to each their own in the end
Hush little baby
don't shed those tears
don't put the blame on me
all in fears
I am not the one
who picked such a disgusting flower
in your decisions you have the power
so become a coward
see if I care
I watch as you shoot a hateful glare
from across the room we crouch
a hating love that will never go out
so here we stay
let the ghosts lay
give up the fight
or give into fright
you will never become better than me
but someday you will wait and see
this power that was inside you...
Inside the rose tree...
So once again the rose that you picked
will create scars where the thorns nicked
Who will grab the mic stand?We've waited for this day...
Longer than the hands of space...
Longer than we could of ever known for ourselves...
The world has changed...
Ashes to ashes
And skin to skin
One killing another
For our kin to live
The adrenaline pumping through the system
the fight we bare to push ourselves
it's more than the burden we could ever see
trying too hard to help the selfish machines
A rose that falls
To see them all
Perish in their own demise
a helping hand
one that is grand
and together we fall
So be prepared to face it all
There is no hope
There is no salvation
Only a dream that we try to build
SO take the pill
Live a little
maybe then among the masses
we will see
that we are just catching our asses
So sweet little baby
take a deep breath
and watch the world
for this is the day we've waited for
when the world burns up
and we all fall down
only then to rise up
and grab the mic stand.
My Dandelion ForeverShe looked at me one day and said,
"I regret the day we met."
I look at her in return,
"But that was the day you wept.
But why are you talking nonsense
We are supposed to be friends."
Then she said...
"Those pretty girls we see on tv
They mean so much to you...And to me...
Because they are all roses and i am just a dandelion
Something you want to run away from
something that isn't beautiful in the sense
something someone talks about in past pretense"
I laughed softly to her
but she threw me a glare in return
"Don't laugh at me anymore.
It's not funny.
No it's not..."
I ran my fingers through her hair
And tried to whisper all she wanted to hear.
"You are the shining star...
You are the envy of the sea,
Of the earth.
You walk in brilliance.
You may be the dandelion,
But you are the envy to all roses.
Every Rose wishes to be you.
And every poor bastard wish to stay true,
As you do."
She stared at me in disbelieving.
What was this ringing in her ears...
The vibrations felt even in h
TalkI want to talk...
But I am afraid to speak...
People will think I am clingy...
People will think and look at me differently...
I try my best though to stay quiet...
Wondering when to talk...
When I open my mouth nothing but nonsense...
People sneer and turn away...
And sometimes I wonder why I talk...
I feel this tug of emotions...
And sometimes why I even bother anymore...
Why bother talking at all?
No one looks at me how I want...
I dunno if I scared them off...
I just get so down with the silence...
But it's hard to say what others are thinking...
I just need a friend who will talk to me...
Who wants to talk to me...
Not talk to me because I strike the chord first...
So here I am once more...
Here I am once more...
Hiding behind what is false...
Here I am once more shadowing and being someone I am not...
LilithLilith would slowly smirk as she looked over the clouds down at everyone below. They all looked so tiny but most of them were living normal lives... Sometimes she craved for this. But this is not why she visited the Greek goddess... No, actually this goddess summoned her which was unusual. But hearing the words seem to be nothing more than just the sound of a mosquito in the background. She looked at the goddess slowly standing up when the goddess decided to hush her senseless babble. She would turn towards the goddess and chuckle softly whispering, "Now now Artemis I didn't know you were in love with me."
Artemis didn't seem to bat an eye as she simply stated, "I was sent by your own lover, dear, he has done a favor for me so I thought I would do a favor for him. I thought by trying to convince you by going to this man who wrote you such a letter was a bad idea. But I see now my words fall on deaf ears." Artemis looked away sighing rubbing her forehead. Her pure white hair which refle
Beyond LoveYou say 'beautiful' like a mistake -
like it slipped out unwarranted
from those dark parts of your mind
that you don't want me to go to,
you say it like that.
You caress like it's worship -
like if you pressed too hard
or took too much, you'd pay the price
and I love those urgent times when
you're willing to pay it.
You teach me love like I'll die without it -
like if you don't defrost me
and my frozen image of myself,
then I might stop breathing
and extinguish beneath my own icy damnation.
You kiss me like you have to -
like we're sharing an oxygen tank
in a toxic, broken-down universe
and you are trying not to breathe
to save me.
You kiss me like that.
You love me, like that -
how am I supposed to resist
a man who loves me beyond his own sense
and senses - beyond love ?
In SanityI find myself in a world of white,
This place it feels so pure.
The Sun's rays are warm and bright
I've never felt so sure.
I explore the land and all its sights,
I enjoy the world's grand tour.
I wander around until the night
Shows what it has in store.
In the darkness, a speck of light
Reveals a hidden door.
I turn the handle and peer inside,
A sight I can't endure.
I turn to run, to escape my plight,
I dare not to explore.
But something inside catches my eye,
I can't resist the lure.
I awake to find myself tied tight,
A voice tries to assure,
"This one may finally fix you right,
Maybe this is the cure."
I willI will love you
all the way to the place where ladybirds go to die,
to the lushest corners of the earth
that hold the secrets no man was meant to see
and we will find them, and know them together.
I will love you
all the way to the place where bubbles are made
at the bottom of a glass of cider
that blisters the glass with condensation
as we trade hats and laugh at the way the air smiles.
I will love you
all the way inside a branch where buds dream of Becoming,
where those one-day-flowers stir wooden hearts
into an uprising, into a blossoming life
and we will plant our ambitions there, in the blooming place.
I will love you
all the way to the square brackets that hold our boxes
because you are my best friends, and you will be
as we fold papery hands around paper-cut wrists and cry
and mourn eighty-odd years flown by too fast. Even then.
Even then, I will love you still.
kafka has been dead foreveri.
I am going to cut the veins out of my neck:
pull the stars from the legiments
drown the cities in bruises
I am going to burn in hell:
tear down the pyramids, the faces, the continents
the weight of the universe
(if I live to be 20
I will know the landscape of my mind
as well as the bottom of the ocean
& people I've never met)
Pop Rocksbeads of roman sweat and dust
lace the wind like meth into pop rocks—
feel the fizzlepop of history flamenco
across your justahuman tongue
and wonder why your professor never
lectured on the strawberry tang
of crusaders' sloshed blood.
the secret is the almond
in your brain
you should listen when it screams
to run away
there is nothing
in your ribcage
one half of a clichè.
if I'm made
of bones and chemicals,
cold calculus, or
man of science
tell me why
think away the pain.
Do not be ridiculous,
love was just dark chocolate,
of rancid coffee.
Stereotypical SuicideSuicide is not a stereotype.
Not everyone has a family,
Nobody who lives for their care,
Nobody who wants them around,
Nobody who helps them through life,
Suicide is not a stereotype.
Not everyone has friends,
Not a person there for a simple hug,
Not a person existing for a reassuring look,
Not a person around to leave the words,
Suicide is not a stereotype.
Not everyone has a home,
No place to live and feel happy in so,
No place to live without leaving again,
No place to live to avoid the truth,
Suicide is not a stereotype.
Not everyone has a love,
Nothing there to hold them in warm arms,
Nothing there for a kiss to remember,
Nothing there to be a greatness in life,
Suicide is not a stereotype.
Not everyone has a someone,
"Don't do it - for your family
They mean nothing to me anymore,
"Don't do it - for your friends"
Friends? What friends? They don't exist,
"Don't do it - what about home
sunset soon forgottenin a single moment all her greatness collapsed,
her soulfulness small and full of absence.
i am wild
with infinite shades of yes -
and a careless smile
so kiss me quick
under the sun
(just until the pain leaves)
DunesOut on the dunes, you could be walking on the moon
Maybe you are, maybe we are; see that planet in the sky?
How much more can be said about body heat, about
Sucking the marrow from bones in a vain attempt to quench?
Disheveled by dust-storms in an ocean of sand, we walk
Blank-window eyes searching for what, some sort of life?
Our feet are heavy, the ground wants to eat them; no moon, this
Now the sky is the color of sand, and there are no stars to wish on
Sweat and dead weight, we wait for the coolness of night
Fatigued, delusional, we see a rusty car approach; we get in
Tears of fireA lot has been said...
A lot has been done...
I can't believe you think,
You're the only one...
We have all loved...
We have all lost...
Sometimes it is time,
Not completely but...
Only a moment...
Look back at others...
Seen what they have seen...
How much you hurt...
How much you blame...
Don't just shun away...
You broke my heart that day...
When you said no it's ok...
Leave it all behind...
I am trying hard not to cry...
With the light that fades...
As shadows sling my way...
And it all turns to grey...
The build my coffin...
Let me suffer...
Bury me alive...
And await for me to die...
I should lie down,
in the hole I dug in...
It's all my fault...
Always has been...
Just let me die in peace...
Sick of you...
Sick of me...
Let the rain wash away...
All that was left of yesterday...
Let the rainbow shine...
It's a brand new day...
I'm out of your life...
And it will be alright.
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