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ControledThis mad world of mine has decided to control my mind
I say and do things not of myself
Tired of the strife and everything else
Love withers and dies a harsh death
I love you with my last breath
Be you my mother my brother or my friend
Just live in peace till the end
Because this mad world of mine
Controls this mind of withered dreams
And false realities and won't
Let me rest in peace
She IsShe is a deception. A prophet of false reality. She is a doomer, One who has two faces. She is a whore, Who never wants her kids. She is a liar, One that has all the cards. She is a bitch, One who needs death. She is my sister. I shall never speak to her again.
Dark OneMy Dark One is here, drying the tears this world of pain has left on my face.
My Dark One is here, carrying me away from the abyss I seek.
My Dark One is here, calming the fears the tormenters give.
My Dark One is here, saving me from my self again.
My Dark One is here, caring for me like no other.
My Dark One is here reforming the soul once thought broken and gone.
My Dark One is here, to keep from death with his own twisted love.
My Dark One is here, I'm safe now.
Pretty dream butterflypretty butterfly up high
pretty colors way up high
calming dreams aye
little one's sleep
in peaceful draughts
never doubting nor pouting
the pretty dream butterfly
flies through thier dreams
and calms them aye
pretty dream butterfly
way up high
calming their deams
worldpain is all i know even after all the joy somedays
i wish i was away from this mis understood world
because then i would be able to understand why
this world treats it's self like it does but i know
that will never happen and for that i know is
rong because we should treat eachother like brothers
and sisters instead of lower and upper class citizens
with no middle people because maybe then the world
will be well again instead of the sickness that is now here.
Hurthe hurt me more then words can say
he said he loved me then pushed me away
so fragile are my emotions
that i wanted to die and i do but i can't for it
will hurt him and others i know i am not allowed to
see him and that i was not allowed to hear him
but why do i care am i doomed to repeat all but again
he hurt me more then words can say
he said he loved me then pushed me away
so fragile are my emotoins
You call meYou call me a freak
I say I'm unique
You call me crazy
I say sanity is overrated
You call me a sissy
I say I'm sensitive
And proud of it
You call me depressed
I say it's true
But I'm not ashamed of it
Five AMPre-dawn darkness again, seething, quiet
A monster hugging the city
How heavy, how suffocating it is
The clock has run down on time for dreaming
A void between night and morning
Ready to swallow everything up
A time for old men's reflections
On love, and loss, and sorrow
Oppressive black sky, you eat everything
But the all-night diner
Where lonely old men sit
Drinking coffee at five AM
QuicksandYou trapped me
Dragged me below the surface
And held me there
You chained me
Put brass around my ankles
And left me struggling
You broke me
Beat me with whips made of hate
And hurt me more
You changed me
Made me who you wanted
And killed me inside
You hid me
Stole me away from the light
And made me blind
You crushed me
Blew my dust in the wind
And danced on my grave
surrounding my body
And now I'm twenty feet under
With no chance of being saved
From Your 'Secret' AdmirerHeaven,
this is not a love letter
I will swear to God,
with a halo on my head
and a hole in my heart.
But the fact is I revere you
more than I have any right to.
After all, we are nothing except
who have awkward conversations.
So why is it that every time the line
falls silent I panic, worrying that your shadow
will make my efforts nothing but a distant memory,
when every word you speak strongly marks my mind?
Simple: I fear having something to lose
and losing the nothing I have. You are a
treasure to me, and this note becomes my confession.
Sincerely- I typed this, but I'm sure you'll recognize the handwriting.
Death, Judgment, RebirthLast Time in the ICU
Shadow rats, beady red eyes focused hungrily
Stay still too long and they’ll swarm
Sharp little teeth rending flesh
They know the sick and weak
They can wait
Tenth floor ICU, down with the disease again
He’s resting quietly, the nurse says
She looks like a huge black rat
Does she know what’s happening?
Closing the door
She walks away
Sweet childhood dreams are interrupted
Rats gnawing away at the edges
Toothy little kisses all over
Cleaning, cleansing scurry
Down to the bone
Sentenced to Live
Firelight, poker-faced patchwork man reading aloud
An old but vaguely familiar tome, his tone is somber
Was I one of the wicked? Weren’t we all?
Who can say that they were good?
Sentenced to live yet another life
I cry; I’ve had enough living
I want to sleep forever, leave my shell behind
To crumble to dust, useless, I won’t need it
Every door opens to the same world
Is this hell, then? The onl
give me a challenge, give me you.i have grown
the blood in my veins
have become more
than plasma, and i
am now trapped
within my own hollowed-out
this haze of
has to be transitory--
i can't let it be anything
are winter fire
that warms my body,
that stokes my heart.
is velvet gloss
through my hair,
under my shirt.
is silk screen
beneath my fingertips,
between my lips.
moves like ocean water,
washes over me,
floods every inch of me.
clinging to your cheeks,
puddling the pillow,
caught inside my kiss.
palm to palm with mine,
soft and breathy in my ear,
loud and gasping
against my mouth.
pressing against mine,
rising to meet me,
applauding in rhythm.
grasping at my shoulders,
sliding down my chest,
clinging to my skin.
squeezing me tightly.
arching up to me,
tilting back your chin,
pressing us so close.
undulating in excitement,
trembling in joy,
shivering with delight.
echoing inside my head,
calling out to the universe,
telling me everything.
tender and delicate,
Untitledi'm holding myself
because you are the air in my lungs
and if loving you
is like breathing
i would rather drown
The Flying FlagLong and faithful,
You have flown,
Our country's emblem,
You have shown.
Plain of blue,
Stripes of red,
Star spangled banner,
No force of arms,
No threat without,
Will bring her down,
A fortress of strength,
Impregnable from attacks.
But rot the core,
And she will fall.
No trojan horse,
But a traitorous heart,
Will wreck her strengths,
Into a weakness.
Above it all,
Oblivious to the changes,
The flag flies on,
pray into my collarbone
let your snake tongue slither
with the syllables.
i wish for soft-chested nights,
and the trickle of champagne down crystal glass.
poppy-lips, lull me to sleep,
nurse my coiling tongue with yours;
tap my scalp like a silent drum,
and wind my hair in between your fingers
like broken guitar strings.
(serenade me with the buzz of pollen in your kiss.)
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