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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
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."
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 ?
BloodRunning away, again and again through the years
Moving from white square to black and back
Packing and unpacking things without meaning
Carrying them from here to there religiously
The doctor says there’s nothing wrong, but still
I’m up at three, drinking coffee, coughing up blood
Watching the same old ghosts watching me
I don’t have to pack them when I move, they follow
A cannibal who’s eaten everyone around him
I’ve turned on myself now, three toes already gone
Watching the lights of the modem blink yellow
No connection; another cough, another coffee alone
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)
CarcinogensMy hands smell
like antiseptic solution
and cancer, because
the peroxide won’t
cleanse your cigarette
ashes from my nails,
and the cremation
jar is still smoking.
Asperger SyndromeAsperger Syndrome is awesome.
Asperger Syndrome is cool.
Asperger Syndrome rocks.
People with Asperger Syndrome are sweet but not that outgoing.
People with Asperger Syndrome have their interests.
People with Asperger Syndrome have their pet peeves too.
People with Asperger Syndrome are quirky.
People with Asperger Syndrome sometimes have other problems too.
People with Asperger Syndrome have feelings.
People with Asperger Syndrome are people too.
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.
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