"God, forgive me not for my sins, for I know what I have done…Teach me and burn me to a beautiful eulogy as cruel as the sun…Amen" took the form of cold silent breaths in the annals of time, the catacombs of geography and the spike pad of the city. These words followed by an incomprehensible gasp.
"What did you just say" his voice asked. Obviously he had heard what I said because the look on his face was pungent and acrid to say the least. His beautiful face was so depressing all the time to look at. But there was power in his face, conviction almost. His face lit up my long forgotten shrine dedicated to honesty and truth… maybe even sinceri
Come to bed, don’t let me sleep alone
My mind wanders to any place but home
Knowing that I am no Job
I wish this book would close
A slider between my self and I
Close these eyes, but the other set stays open
Look at me choking, and the other one hoping
My corpse floating, my other joking
Do you know what it feels like to be alone?
I don’t, he speaks and talks, plunders and robs
Time from my precious beat of time, rape the clock
Come to bed my savior, I miss you, save me from me
Can you hear him, and his little piano
His diddle and rhapsodies intertwined with boleros of fire
Is he feeding or starving the fire? This is a waver
Scarce flowers engulfing a vast field
Grass of mediocrity crushed between the ground and my heels
Reality shifts, the mind takes a sublminal hit
Standing on dead gravel and new born grass,your hand is amiss.
Your hands in my mine, rushing into the face of time
My eyes hidden, your eyes bold and naked, just sublime
Keep falling time, keep falling
become numb as i, and lung to the eve your eventual demise.
You gave me mind, body and soul to hold
To mold, to give bliss, to sadistically choke
these rough hands went to work
but they never knew that to mold another , one molds himself too.
The mold went away, and you were mine to do as
Preacher tell me I will be saved
Tell me it will be what I dream to taste
Tell me, tell me with haste
I know not this haste and you and salvation
Is to liken Lucifer with heavenly praise
You my bastard son, will rot your days in chains
Father, say not such things
My mind is but a knife
they're your hands that closer bring…
Out you damn heaven, son of no cause
You have yet to taint my flock
Run you, off with you now, never look back, raise not a brow
Father help, I need this last
Resort of passion, this must last
For I see the reach of a darkening past, father save me from relapse
Son of nothing , I must not help you
You may ha
These rooms seemed so familiar
And now they seem to despise me
They enter my mind, spreading within
Then why must this familiarity end?
Walking on dull carpets, and dying colors
Wondering where I lurked, why every step shook
Why every room wanted me to jerk. My hands on
Splinter walls, hallowed screams in fulfilled halls
Wandering so lost, so betrayed, in a fray which was once
Known only by me. Millions walk past, in the smallest room
But no one knows the sorrow of the lost soul, wandering with
No goal, existing to be hated, to foil what is, and to exist solely to balance
Peeling back boards to seek the truth
Nails burning with
Drowning in a pool of thought and paradigms
Cutting wrists and necks in the red and blue lines
Wading against will in a wind of time
Making sense just to me, these signs
Fall in the river
It clenches tight
Ripping flesh and thought left and right, to the smallest piece
So it can infect and overtake
To just break and shake till it is the past, and the future it creates
Climbing out, my thoughts find support
I climb out, hands building forts
The skin I've left wading in the pool
Its too late, my thoughts rusted like promising broken tools
The droplets have torn into my eyes
Dilute my salt and all
The ears are filled with it, I he
Theres a line of so many following the blondes
Its so much more fun to know whats going on
Until the edge of the river is reached
Is it the edge of the water or their sanity they have reached?
One by one, every one jumps off, with one look to the man bieng slowly drained with a shining cross
Some jump and begin to fly, as others seek serenades and accolades in a promised demise
The man in the corner, in pain from his body, but with pride and sorrow for the objects beheld by his eyes
Lured by the promise of fun, the fragence of a beautfull web of lies
All are gone and some remain,
held by a gloruis chain
No one knows why any remain,
Drowning in a pool of thought and paradigms
Cutting wrists and necks in the red and blue lines
Wading against will in a wind of time
Making sense just to me, these signs
Fall in the river
It clenches tight
Ripping flesh and thought left and right, to the smallest piece
So it can infect and overtake
To just break and shake till it is the past, and the future it creates
Climbing out, my thoughts find support
I climb out, hands building forts
The skin I've left wading in the pool
Its too late, my thoughts rusted like promising broken tools
The droplets have torn into my eyes
Dilute my salt and all
The ears are filled with it, I he
These rooms seemed so familiar
And now they seem to despise me
They enter my mind, spreading within
Then why must this familiarity end?
Walking on dull carpets, and dying colors
Wondering where I lurked, why every step shook
Why every room wanted me to jerk. My hands on
Splinter walls, hallowed screams in fulfilled halls
Wandering so lost, so betrayed, in a fray which was once
Known only by me. Millions walk past, in the smallest room
But no one knows the sorrow of the lost soul, wandering with
No goal, existing to be hated, to foil what is, and to exist solely to balance
Peeling back boards to seek the truth
Nails burning with
Preacher tell me I will be saved
Tell me it will be what I dream to taste
Tell me, tell me with haste
I know not this haste and you and salvation
Is to liken Lucifer with heavenly praise
You my bastard son, will rot your days in chains
Father, say not such things
My mind is but a knife
they're your hands that closer bring…
Out you damn heaven, son of no cause
You have yet to taint my flock
Run you, off with you now, never look back, raise not a brow
Father help, I need this last
Resort of passion, this must last
For I see the reach of a darkening past, father save me from relapse
Son of nothing , I must not help you
You may ha
Scarce flowers engulfing a vast field
Grass of mediocrity crushed between the ground and my heels
Reality shifts, the mind takes a sublminal hit
Standing on dead gravel and new born grass,your hand is amiss.
Your hands in my mine, rushing into the face of time
My eyes hidden, your eyes bold and naked, just sublime
Keep falling time, keep falling
become numb as i, and lung to the eve your eventual demise.
You gave me mind, body and soul to hold
To mold, to give bliss, to sadistically choke
these rough hands went to work
but they never knew that to mold another , one molds himself too.
The mold went away, and you were mine to do as
Come to bed, don’t let me sleep alone
My mind wanders to any place but home
Knowing that I am no Job
I wish this book would close
A slider between my self and I
Close these eyes, but the other set stays open
Look at me choking, and the other one hoping
My corpse floating, my other joking
Do you know what it feels like to be alone?
I don’t, he speaks and talks, plunders and robs
Time from my precious beat of time, rape the clock
Come to bed my savior, I miss you, save me from me
Can you hear him, and his little piano
His diddle and rhapsodies intertwined with boleros of fire
Is he feeding or starving the fire? This is a waver
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