Writing "A Solid State" My First Collection of Finished Poems

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[SIZE="1"][COLOR="DarkSlateGray"]I wrote these poems all day today, out of boredom, and out of a creativity flood. This is my first collection of work, in it's completion. Also, for me this is the conclusion of my creative draught. Lately all of the poems saved on my computer get deleted, this being the first complilation in a while to survive. Personally, I don't think I did that bad with these. The last two poems may look long, but they aren't.

Really, there is no big theme, poem 1 and 9 are connected, but not directely. The last poem is rittled wtih song titles from both this compilation, and from my favorite bands (Co&Ca, Chevelle, etc.) And the title is a bit of a shout out to Mudvayne's album "The End of All Things to Come." And a few poems were inspired by my life, (i.e. Not Endearing in the Least and An Apology Note to One's Self).

Enjoy, feedback is greately apreciated.
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[CENTER][B][U][CENTER]TABLE OF CONTENTS[/CENTER][/U][/B]
[B] I. The Prequel: One Soul Under an Oath of Truth
II: Solid State
III. Not Endearing in the Least
IV. An Apology Note to One's Self
V. To Take Away (The Divide)
VI. Reverse/Rebirth
VII. The Invigorating Silence of Solitude
VIII. A Collapse of Heart and Lung
X. The Feeding Hand
IX. Suffering from a Lack of Clarity
XI.The Coming of All Things (Must End)[/B]

[B][U]The Prequel: One Soul Under an Oath of Truth[/U][/B]
It's always cold here,
in a story we all shape.
Under an oath of silence,
to tell the truth without words.
To live without silence,
is to love without a heart.
You're senses fail,
your heart shatters.
Under the eyes of you,
one soul under oath.

Are you surprised by what you find?
Do you know what we've discovered?
One final task to diminish,
one final thing before our escape.
One nation inside hell.
Once together we fall separately.

It's always cold here...
in the beginning.

[B][U]Solid State[/U][/B]
I've tried
to drown this all away,
but made no progress in the process.
I will succeed in never again being seen like this.
This is how I am in my solid state.
Held accountable for everyone's sins,
like a dream catcher.
Oh baby am I in denial!
Hide my face and my body
I'm leaving this solid state for a more,
liquefying life.

I wrote the story for you,
my love.
For you and only you.
I wrote this story for you,
my love,
my dearly beloved.
I've tried,
to cease the pain.
It comes in pulses,
my love.
This solid state,
a story of myself for you and them.
My love,
you're pushing it
My love
you're pushing it.,

Let's try to drown this all away,
and make no progress.
We will never succeed.
We will make no progress,
in this solid state.
I wrote this story for you,
in my solid state.
I wrote this story for you,
in our solid state.


[B][U]Not Endearing in the Least[/U][/B]
Nothing you say makes sense,
nothing you do is cute anymore.
Everything you do bores the shit out of me,
you're lack of sense,
you're lack of life,
I'm not the only one who feels this way.

Everything you try to do
is not endearing in the least.
You constantly want,
and constantly get without thanking anyone.
Where's your sense of compassion?

You lie to us to get you're way.
Handing the attention to people,
only to want something in return.
Everything you do pisses the fuck out of me,
you're lack of compassion,
you're lack of truth.
I'm not the only one.

Lies,
lies...
it's all on you.
Attention
attention,
must be on you.
Grow up,
or give up.
Nothing you do is cute,
everything you attempt fails.
You're not endearing in the least.
I'm not the only one.
I'm never the only one...

[B][U]An Apology Note to One's Self[/U][/B]
Awaken now from this false reality.
You're naked eye wanders looking for truth.
Persuaded to find him by false dreams.
Feelings you don't really feel.
Brought to life by the need.
A feeling of wanting
refused by you're feeling to fight.
Tempted to take control into you?re hands,
you'll fail again.
Never take me,
just leave this alone.

Sorry to myself,
for the pain you're about to feel,
in the end it will help ease the doubt.
Behind the mask lies the true feelings you hide.
Awaken now from this doubt,
it will be much easier now.
Don't get angry...
don't get mad...
It will only piss them off inside.

It's looking like bleeding.
Release the pain.
It feels like horror,
but it's not even there.
You keep letting you're feelings
control you from the inside out.

Cry for lies...
lay in shame...
take away for you're crimes.
Sorry to myself,
for the things you thought you felt.
Beating myself up was all my fault.
Underneath it all lays the oath to learn the truth.
Sorry to myself...
for the things that were lies.
Sorry to myself,
for letting this grow bigger.
Sorry to myself,
sorry to myself...
it will soon become alright.

[B][U]To Take Away (The Divide)[/U][/B]
Stronger now; the divide.
Let it grow, throw it aside.
Tear it up it was never there.
Or the pieces will fall everywhere.
Like lightning it takes over,
so flee for definite cover.
Souls will take the hate away,
and give it back some other day.
There goes the happiness.

Go with the flow,
it follows through to the attack.
Reach for the glow,
or it will fade to a darker black.
Take it home and let it feed,
on the back of your head.
Filled with lies and greed,
putting your sanity to bed.

Weaker now; these things inside.
Reach out to those who've lied.
Bring it back like it was never gone,
surely this way you can't go wrong.
There goes the purity you've known.
And sit in silence all alone.
Souls will take the pain away,
and give the weak a place to stay.
There goes the malice below.

Someday you will make things right,
but for you don't lose the will to fight.
And one day when we've gone away,
the things you felt will always stay.

[B][U]Reverse/Rebirth[/U][/B]
Go back to the beginning,
read this over again.
A book of words that go back.
As you read,
we've passed on.
Now you're just dreaming
of that better place.
Now revert back,
to the simpler form
you?ve been known for.
And never wake up.

Reverse/rebirth.
Go back/come forth.
Like you never could before.

[B][U]The Invigorating Silence of Solitude[/U][/B]
Slowly the scars incinerate,
the ashes left, blow in the wake.
Left is the heart you've lied to.
Almost immediately the pain sets in.
Saturating into nothing more than a germ.
Fermenting in the oils of fire, we are alone.
Forever, alone... forever, alone.
Are you afraid of being left in the middle.
Trapped in nowhereville.
We are alone.

No one to hold on to
no one to guide us through.
Left here alone,
with nothing to shape.

Wake in the middle of the night.
You're sheets are cold and damp,
from the sweat of a dream.
Almost immediately the nightmare begins.
Unrelenting selfishness,
staining the glass gray like a cloud.
The solitary cloud, alone.
Forever drifting, forever...

No one to see, alone...
pain fades into scars.
No one to heal these wounds.
Silence surrounds us in a forest of solitude.
Wrapping your fingers around the trunk.
Breaking branches every time your silence is disturbed.
Now without a tree to cover you,
you wake up alone.
So invigorating,
it's beckoning.

No one to hold,
no one to guide us home.
Left here alone,
with no one to hold.

[B][U]A Collapse of Heart and Lung[/U][/B]
Am I still breathing?
Can I still walk among you?
The end is closer,
than ever before.
And I can feel you,
reaching into my skin,
for what makes me whole.
Let go for a minute,
so I can say sorry.
Let go so I can feel my soul.

The end is strung with chaos.
A collapse of heart and lung;
such a small sacrifice,
for such a larger purpose.

Am I still chocking?
Can I still walk and bleed?
The end; i can taste it,
like never before.
I can see you,
running away into their embrace.
I can never be whole.
Let go for a minute,
so I can rip out his heart.
A collapse of soul and mind,
a terror that cripples the body.
Such a small sacrifice,
for a collapse of heart and lung.

[B][U]The Feeding Hand[/U][/B]
Bitten once,
and you bleed for eternity,
bitten twice
and it ends.
If it's happiness you lack,
than bleed to find it.
Grab the rose by the stem,
and let the blood fade inside.
Nurturing the petals with pain.

The feeding hand,
it's eating away at your face.
Exposing the insecurities as they form,
deep within the skin.

Bitten once,
and you feel hate forever.
Bitten twice,
and the pieces fit into place.
It's only once do you feel this way
If it's love you need,
this is no place for you.
Take my hand and burn,
take my hand and burn.

The feeding hand,
by which as cities burn.

[B][U]Suffering from a Lack of Clarity[/U][/B]
Withdrawal sets in,
taking away my sanity.
I'm suffering from a lack of clarity.
My vision is fogged.
Driving in red rain,
underneath black skies.
Colors seem to twist around,
blocking my vision.
Like I wasn't blind enough.
My soul is writhing,
without my body.
I'm suffering from a lack of emotions.
I need something...
anything...
to make this real.
The words from our fathers,
makes us cold
and heartless.
The darkness in our hearts,
creating a shadow
beneath our feet.
Suffering tied to loneliness,
loneliness tied to a lack of sleep.
All I want is to breath.
Pain settles in,
taking away my pride...
I?m suffering from a lack of clarity.
I'm growing weary of this pain,
so used to it
it's weakening.
Come to me... clarity.
The lack is killing me.
This is who I am...
don't deny the bleeding.
Don't deny my pleas for life.
Don't deny my calls for help.
This lack of clarity,
is making me feel solid again,
almost like I never became this in the first place...

[B][U]The Coming of All Things (Must End)[/U][/B]
Closure came and took my home.
Death knocked on my door and dragged me out.
My beginning has stopped turning,
and now I'm on the brink of dying.
But yet, you say nothing as usual.
Do you really want me gone?
Come on, this must be a game,
don't tug on my sleeve.
This is the coming of all things,
and this is where it ends.
For soon everything,
must end.
I'm looking for an excuse to die,
I'm looking for you to carry me home
Each memory taken from me,
relapses at the thought of rapture.
Like a collapse of heart and lung,
I'm swung into a solid state,
suffering from a lack of clarity I can't stop.
Like the invigorating silence of solitude,
I can't talk when I'm alone.
It's time to take away the sorrow.
The coming of all things, must come to an end.
All around me, they chanted, 'welcome home.'
As I swung through the doorway screaming,
'There could be nothing after this!'
Take it away,
take it away,
white walls turn black,
beneath silence.
Eternal rest is imminent,
the end of all things to come,
the coming of all things must end.
After this, a moment suspended in time.
I'm such a comfortable liar,
it's not even funny,
So I hold on; panic prone.
The coming of all things, must end.
This is my silence and goodbyes,
my sun of nothing is blocked
by you're emotional draught.
To return to this tug-o-war,
in meaningless.
The coming of all things must end.
The coming of all things will end... with this
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