Spikey Posted August 17, 2003 Share Posted August 17, 2003 [SIZE=1]I look in your eyes, all I see is black, staring back at me. with a long lost word, a whiper to the silence, a faint in the crimson, of the blackest sky. I wonder if I'll be able, to fight threw all of this pain, don't tell me that, the world is gonna end, there's no way in life, that it will. even if you think you are the best, think again, about all the rest. sometimes are guesses are wrong, sometimes they're right, get over it, it's all life.[/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted August 18, 2003 Share Posted August 18, 2003 [size=1] More poems for Ginny's Birthday... [b][u]steel tower[/b][/u] was the growing weed on all the dandelions i've left to knead like bread tasting without yeast use my hands and my head i use my hands and my head yeah it's the growing weed on all those dandelions i've left to you yeah i use my hands and my head i'm a freak i'm a creep i'm a freak i'm growing on you i'm growing on you but you're so sweet you're so sour you're so cold steel tower you're a steel tower and yeah there's a weed on there right on your head as you pivot down wrecking balls were never so loud bricks and wood and stone and everything in here i own and you're so cold you're so sour you're such a steel tower bricks and wood and stone but alloys are for cowards you're such a steel tower bricks and wood and stone the weed's grown he's growing the weed's grown yeah it's the growing weed in this creep yeah it's the growing weed in this soil we breathe in this building where you sleep and live it's the growing weed yeah i use my hands and my head i'm a freak i'm a creep i'm a freak i'm growing on you i'm growing on you but you're so sweet you're so sour you're so cold you're a steel tower such a steel tower bricks and wood and stone the weed's grown bricks and wood and stone and i thought it was you i know and i thought i had found something that wasn't going to keep me alone and i thought it was you i could help and i thought i had found something that wasn't going to keep me alone i thought i had found something that wasn't so cold that wasn't going to keep me alone and i thought wrong and i thought right and i thought wrong and i thought right so here we are me alone so here we are the weed's grown so here we are you're such a steel tower you're such a skyscraping wall here we are bricks and wood and stone here we are i'm a creep here we are you're so sweet and here we are i'm a freak i'm a creep i'm a freak i'm growing on you yeah i'm growing on you and i thought i had found something that wasn't going to keep me alone but here we are skyscraping our hands and here we are skyscraping our hands hitting against some mad bugger's wall [b][u]another year[/b][/u] he cried about the intuitions saying to them that he wanted their submissions another year has passed and about the intuitions and to bloom to your fruitions say to them that you want your submissions say to them that life has no mission may god give you retribution and may he be what you wanted him to be and when at last your work is done you'll know if you've suffered for an invisible sun and if you're the only one and he cried about the intuitions told you of your mission saying to you he wanted your submissions i'll see you near the gates but soon i'll be gone gone to where blackness has its own perpetual gong where feelings don't matter and time flows on or maybe my assurances are insane maybe there's yet to be a change maybe i have yet to feel his name hallowed be his name and kingdom doesn't have a home but prayer has its own hallowed be his name and the bread of his son's skin may be inside of me again and the blood of his son's veins may be in me one day for a change but until then i'll see you near the gates where soon i'll be gone gone to where blackness has its own perpetual gong where feelings don't matter and time flows on i hope to meet you even there i hope to finally know you even there he cries about his intuitions he tells you of your mission hallowed be his name and kingdom doesn't have a home but prayer has its own i have yet to know i'll see you near the gates or maybe i'll just be gone and never feel or taste i'll just be erased and are intentions cruel for assurances are for a fool but to you i've given what i have to i hope it helps you and may he give you retribution may he be what you wanted him to be and when at last your work is done you'll know if you've suffered for an invisible sun and if you're the only one until then there is love[/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spikey Posted August 18, 2003 Share Posted August 18, 2003 [COLOR=crimson][SIZE=1]hello, I'm in your mind, giving you, everthing you can do. if you walk with me, I'll teach you all you need, just give me the word, and I'll be there. if it's comfort, if it's love, if it's a blanket, I'll be there. Don't worry, I am not the kind of person, that would let you down. I am here for you always, and you know it.[/size][/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Doukeshi Posted August 19, 2003 Share Posted August 19, 2003 [center]What wasn?t mine in the first place? ?I?m late! I?m late!? Damn straight I?m late, The world went on without me. I was thinking of the answer when The question ran right by me. I?m lost, I?ve lost All that I?ve lost, Though I never really had it, It ran away with the world one day Before I had time to grab it. My thoughts still shine But no longer mine, They belong to someone else now. Because I flinched my arm got pinched And I?ve awakened from this dream now. Because I denied What others tried I lost the chance prove it. It would be great, but I?m far too late, So all I?ve done is lose it.[/center] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted August 19, 2003 Share Posted August 19, 2003 [color=royalblue]Lycan rising in the moonlight, Pale eyes reflecting the fullness, Then turning to gaze to the prey, Wilfull. Nosferatu rising in the darkness, Black eyes reflecting the nothingness, Then turning to gaze to the prey, Hateful. Loup garou, Leech, Werewolf, Vampyre. They say to pick a side, But I have neither, Witchblood reigns within, Tristae. Tristae.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spikey Posted August 19, 2003 Share Posted August 19, 2003 Time for a new, life, time for a new love, It's time to move on. _________________________ Sayonara Good bye, I think I'll see you, In another time, Meat you in the afterlife. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted August 21, 2003 Share Posted August 21, 2003 [color=royalblue]Dance with me, To a music unheard by human ears, Moving slowly, Like swinging pendulums. Throw me back, And forth, My own, Yoyo metaphor. Stay here with me, We hold eachother, Long after the crowd has gone, On and on. Our love goes on and on.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ars_magicae Posted August 25, 2003 Share Posted August 25, 2003 HEARTBREAK When the winds die down And the torment finally ceases, Then I can leave this cellar And be on my way again. I'll travel this lonely road That I've been on since who-knows-when. Maybe I'll meet another wanderer And we'll share roads for awhile. We'll talk of our journeys And what we've seen so far But when we break away The storm will come again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted August 26, 2003 Share Posted August 26, 2003 [size=1]It has no eyes. No face. Looks at me and it begins to shake. Begins to seizure like a man in a straight jacket. What you can see of it is white. All covered with red spots of dried blood. Its shape is human. A head where it should be. A hand where it should be. A strange noise is coming from far away. Like a fuzzy yawn of a far away snowing TV. The noise hits you and dances over you like a ballet dancer. A crackle like the sound of hollow nothing. A shake like the sound of screaming rape. The sound covers your mind tight. You look at it straight to its empty face and get lost. The endless sound pushes you to nothing and everything. It all fades. It all dies. You watch as the noise crackles over your eyelids. Feel it tuck the corner of your cheeks; pulsate all about the molars of your teeth. Then it comes to your eyes and you shake. Falling all away the sound makes the thing rape up and down. It shakes so hard it goes up and down on the ground. Then the sound pushes you away; your vision fades. The last thing you see is the thing seizure and rape on the ground. Then its all blank and all you hear is the sound. The sound of silence often soothes. But the crackle shakes and hits you. To grow to see the pain too soon. Finally opening your eyes to the truth. your vision turns blank then the sound paints a picture of a budding rose the red of it dangles in your brain The sound begins to paint more. Suddenly a light hits the rose and rain pours. Suddenly the rose opens on the crackled floor and wails with the sound. [i]Thou hath nothing here... Thou hath nothing found Thou hath nothing here... Thou hath nothing found[/i] The sound finally falls and you can see its face again. The thing groveling and raping up and down. A rose on your eyes that slowly melts to hollow wood. Like a log down a hill that rolls for good. And there were no gates. There were no gates. Only a rose has a face. And there were no gates There were no gates Only a rose has a face. [i]Thou hath nothing here... Thou hath nothing found Thou hath nothing here... Thou hath nothing found[/i] So may you bleed So may you bleed And going here and going there and going here (and going there) [/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ars_magicae Posted August 27, 2003 Share Posted August 27, 2003 I can see it, Feel it, Even taste it As it twirls, As it whirls, And as it spins In the depths Of my head. Its' unrecognized, Ever-changing Thought patterns Bewilder, Confuse, And warp My conscience And that leaves Me vulnerable, Unprotected, And defenseless To the Consequences. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
smilesgirl Posted August 28, 2003 Share Posted August 28, 2003 wow....you're all so good... if you were here would i be alone when you were here was i alone would you be proud of mi accomplishments would you be dissapionted in failures are you saddened by what ive become or are you happy of the work that you've done you gave me a fake smile a fake hug a fake freindship ...i feel a lot better now...this was for some '''friends''' that left me a while ago...i can't realli get over them....they were like brothers to me.......and im confused about the whole thing now...poo.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bishie Posted August 29, 2003 Share Posted August 29, 2003 [B][COLOR=crimson]~Game~[/B][/color] [B][I][COLOR=crimson]Im crying out to be saved From this feeling, that cannot be named Im sprawled before you Bruised, maimed Im ripped into pieces, for the world to see. You know now that im no angel I hid the truth so well Yet you know i wont ever lie to you No chinese whispers to tell. I could be cruel and push you away But in the end I know It's only me that will pay And this passion that envelopes us Is so white its almost grey. I'm screaming, falling to my knee's Asking to be punished You've left my feelings raw Battered, sore. It's just a game we play...[/B][/I][/color] [COLOR=crimson]I wrote this earlier today actually O_o I suddenly have tons of inspiration..i think its because im listening to "Utada Hikaru" I have waaay to many poems wandering around on my computer lol. Im not really sure why i wrote this. It doesn't really relate to anything. But i was missing my girlfriend at the time..so maybe thats why its so dark O_o[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Carr Posted August 30, 2003 Share Posted August 30, 2003 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by doukeshi03 [/i] [B][center][size=1]The end is near, the die is cast, the battleÂ?s finally won ... For the end has come but do not fear for day shall conquer night.[/center][/size] [/B][/QUOTE] Nice, doukeshi03. awlrite, impromtu poem time. *rubs hands together* An awful day, an awful feeling of such dislike and hate consumes and burns within the ceiling of my mental thoughts of late. Such disdain and contempt for every smidgen of the day starts anew each horrid morning and twists the ensuing optimism into such a scorning. This horrible selfish feeling stomps each hopeful, perfect, image, makes my life a living hell in the painful ruing moment I realize I hate my self only too well. -The rhythm isn't quite right unless you read each verse as a whole sentence. :whoops: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted August 31, 2003 Share Posted August 31, 2003 [size=1]The further i go the less i know where will you run with me on your arms lullabies paralyze swallow chew and kiss the freedom has lost its feeling on my fist bleed swallow and curse the rage in my head has lost the feeling in my fist lullabies paralyze still hasn't died and where will you run with me in your arms the only place we have is in the trees in the forest where we dream the only place we have is in the trees in the forest where we dream hello hello your skin is so beautiful like lovely it irates in my eye i kiss it with a lullaby it still hasn't died paralyzed hello hello your skin is so beautiful just like the hurt that is in my head see how our tender eyes prick and pluck like we'll never taste what we clutch swallow and kiss beat and bump our heart has ended its lullaby the further i go the less i know [/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted September 3, 2003 Share Posted September 3, 2003 [color=royalblue]In the city, Millions of souls, Hearts beating to separate pulses, And I watch them from the windows. At my level, Rushing back again, Souls waiting for something else. And I wish I was anywhere but here. So much movement, But so little hope, And millions of dreams that never ever, Go anywhere but further down the drain. Denmark Street.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Heaven's Cloud Posted September 3, 2003 Author Share Posted September 3, 2003 [color=indigo]Well, I?m at work and bored but busy so I figured I?d jot down a poem in between various meetings and calls? [b]Overture of Enchantment[/b] Ask me over for the night Because what is wrong Feels so right We?ll talk about your dreams Your life And your tragedies Act out your every dirty fantasy And in the morning When you walk away After you?ve begged me To let you stay You?ll remember My poisoned kiss The dirty way That we moved our hips You?ll lock them up In your secret heart And with it you Shall never part[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted September 3, 2003 Share Posted September 3, 2003 [size=1]The way we walk when we are dead is as the world spins on our heads and we as chesire cats dream as the wooded within us scream "Watch as I take off my head," and so the chesire cat takes off his neck and there he walks when he is dead when is the place where you were conceived is it within you to forget to breathe when is the place where you were achieved is it within you to forget that you bleed and there in the open fields we as chesire cats dream as the wooded within us scream [/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted September 4, 2003 Share Posted September 4, 2003 [color=royalblue]The voices rise, Higher and higher from above, A cathedral, Full of hopeful souls. Those that have faith, Will move the mountains, Some sending, Of joy and hapiness to all. But she died today, And I was asked the questions, I relented, For I was unable to relate. He was very sad, When we talked I knew he was crying, But faliure, To comfort was my own gift. Pax, Hope, Faith, I give to him.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Doukeshi Posted September 4, 2003 Share Posted September 4, 2003 [center]Do it like you really care, Like someone really wants you there, Like the sun still shines on luscious grass, Like the path's not lined with broken glass. Do it like there is no pain, Like you used to dance out in the rain, Like the wind still breaths across your face, Like life still smiles with loving grace. So, do it ?cause you feel it?s right, Because you haven?t lost the fight, Because the sun still shines on you, Because you love the things you do. Do it ?cause you know the tears, Because you know about the fears, Because you feel the strength inside, Because there is no need to hide. So show them that you?re not afraid, The debt you had has been repaid, You?re ready now to find your place, ?Cause life still smiles with loving grace.[/center] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted September 8, 2003 Share Posted September 8, 2003 [size=1]You got a head like a hole I shot it full of fire and hell And now we eat our bones The pretty hates in our machines Make me want to slice the cross you bleed The pretty hate machine that is all over us Makes me want to die a death that crushes my ribs And I still look at all the people going insane I can show you why it's going to never change But I can't tell you why I am slaved Happiness in slavery bring the whip to my name Make the pretty hate machine a pony that is tame Happiness in slavery bring the whip to my name Make the pretty hate machine A wound that is skeletal like steel chains You got a head like a hole Like a bullet died alone and hit you And your halo is gold So tell me why are you so alone Why do you pray and believe you are lost Tell me why you bleed for this cross I can't tell you why people are insane I can't show you how you can do the same I can't tell you a thing I am chained My ribs are cracked my hair is all over me down to my knees The brutish ways breathe into me I breathe them in my lungs and choke My head is like a hole Just like you it's so empty and alone And I can't tell you why the people are so insane I can't tell you to do the same [b][u]sixteen lives[/b][/u] it just started snowing in the little foggy window in my window pane as i sit here on my little aeroplane with my sixteen lives it's all over the place the white on your suntanned face it's all over the place how am i supposed to stop it how am i supposed to make it not so cold at least i can say i tried at least i can say i'm not that tried i'll build you a snowman someday up in the big huge sky i'll build you a big snowman and he'll have black-eyed rocks for his eyes and black-eyed gloves on his hands and he'll have white all over him like the angels have just give me some time just give me some time it'll all work out as i sit here on my little aeroplane with my sixteen lives where do we go from here where does the snow stop hitting me so cold i'm in the sky i'm throwing snowballs from my nose in big huge cries and look it stops snowing everytime i give myself some breathing room and look it stops snowing when i stop with all the lies at least i can say i tried at least i can say i'm not that tried air is the thinnest thing that we breathe air is what makes us believe and i can't have it like this i need to get off the sky and shovel and roll the snow on the ground i need to make it all come together and stick in my mouth it just started snowing it's becoming a blizzard all over my head and it's falling down so fast all white and all clumps and all nothing that can make me feel like i can feel at least i can say that i tried at least i can say i'm not that tried just give me some time just give me some time it'll work out once i figure it all out just flying this bird with the herd and letting it have its own place and its own race just letting things fall down as bogeys in the rain as bogeys in the snow-eyed trains just give it some time just give me some time i can sort it all out with time just give me some time it'll all work out after i sort out all of these sixteen lives [b][u]potholes[/b][/u] we will bend you like a pot crashing crushing clot the blood in me is the blood in you we are brothers of the same race we are brothers in this place we are nothing and we have no face a vein is a twisted snake it hisses with venom as it slithers with no legs it beats inside its liver crushing its teeth all over me the vein will continue to bleed inside my brain there is a stove the milk is in my heart it gives me space inside my brain there is a drain the food is in my heart it gives me place chop me bow me kiss my heart kiss my brain cross the loves and cross the chains make me a mess that is beautiful and fall over my bangs the hair on me is the hair in you the kiss of your lips is a reaction that's true a vein is a twisted snake a lie is something that's on your lips it says to me that on my brain is the blame but the speaking of forever is a cornea dilated in my eyes we will bend you like a pot crashing crushing clot the blood in me is the blood in you we are the men that extinguish the truth we are brothers of the same race we are nothing and we have no face we are hopeless and we are romantic under candles we eat our plumbs in our heads we eat our dinners and kiss our beds the beating of our hearts is another second to dead the itchy taste of mosquito blood is what we love we are nothing we have no face we are angels we have grace we are humans that long for taste we are romantics that have no place the ideals of us are what makes us shake twisting collapsing a vein is a twisted snake from this we build our lives and through our twisted tongues we are twisted snakes we are hopeless and we are romantic and we challenge faith we kiss with saliva that pisses hate we are the society that made you and make you we are nothing and we have no face [b][u]little sex doll[/b][/u] she was my little sex doll on my bed we danced to the wall coming around our bones the mallow mellowed our ribs and reddened our veins she was my little voodoo sex doll that spun around my head the mallow mellowed our voices to sweet hay we danced the night away she wore all black and her nails were manicured like a tomb with sweet words she was my little sex doll my little sex doll on my bed i'd call her a black star and i'd look at all the other fallen stars i'd count them in my mind remove them all with staples that cut their skin dilapidate them they sin dilapoids that only touch the sky satellites like meteors a sweet lullaby dilapidate them they sin my little sex doll has never been my little sex doll has never been she only breathes when it's dreams she only coughs when she screams she only touches my hands when i need to have her touch is my blood i bleed so fake metal machines so fake as the sun is so pretty fake phantasmagoric matter fake fantasmagoric splatter my brains are my traveler to have her touch is my blood i bleed to have her touch is the blood i pump she was my little sex doll on my bed she wore black and she was dread she was my little sex doll my little sex doll on my bed [b][u]cannibal blues[/b][/u] walk along walk along the way you sing is coloringme with crayons the green is like grass ihate watching itgrow it's so slow wheres thesharpner yourcrayon is dull the way you sing is coloringme with crayonsthat are unsharpened give themsome glam colorthem with green grassandbrown sand make themcrayola and instant likesulking hands we usedto fly like peterpan all the children flewwith us and came to never never land where they nevergrew up and they never had problems all they had werecoloring books and crayons and with them they all made pictures of childhoods they all lived like they should all the children lived withus up in never never land but what's this what's this we eat babies we eat babies we eat babies we eat babies we eat their crackled bones we eat their petite cracker toes we make them wear fancy clothes we make them grow to grow the crayons are thrown away in the garbagebasket bin we make them eat their bones we eat them and make them eat their own cannibals thatused to color with crayons used to make themcrayola and instant likesulking hands but what's this what's this we eat babies we eat babies we eat babies we eat babies we eat their crackled bones we eat their petite cracker toes we pickle them in jars with dill and cloves then we cocoon them in their heads maggot their arms in seeds let them fester until they bleed all you can do you small baby is have the blues all you can do you grown weed is have the blues all you can do is walk along walk along keep singing that song its coloringme with crayons keep singing that song and sulkwith me grabbing my hand we got the cannibal blues baby you and me we got cannibal blues we sing for release keep singing that song its coloring me with crayons keep singing that song and sulkwith me [b][u]baby bones[/b][/u] at church we worship our lord jesus on the cross we cup our hands and eat his bread and wine tasting the mechanics of divinity that is divine then we all take our black goats and kiss them on the head we eat the babies until they are dead baptized little barbarian in his chains came to the pool at the crucible of the church to pray brought by mother and father today brought to be accepted the tribal way the chrism oil will cover you it is fragrant you have just been born from your womb to stave welcome baptized little barbarian in chains at this church we worship our lord jesus on the cross don't believe? just read the bible and its marching scribes the marching of the pigs will eat you up in time babies have wide eyes and know nothing they cry at their mothers and fathers when they want they are selfish and brats they deserve depravation and seclusion tender hearts and brains are so easily allusioned so easily pollutioned we eat babies until they are dead humping riding we give them life instead the nature is our answer because lord jesus said the nature is our answer because god gave us and for him we bled the marching of the pigs will eat you up in time you sweet fragile meticulous chiseled swine it is too bad that the jaws will hug you and gnaw you bones too bad you will emerge engorged with fear and dread they expect you to be dead we eat babies until they are dead humping riding we give them life instead the single cells augmenting skeletal shred when they grow too big to breathe young and small we eat them and gnaw until they are dead the new maggot that emerges has no wings the new maggot that emerges has no skull it is bare with its snout and tooth it is bare with its empty head and alone jesus will deliver you when you are grown when you grey and rot to dilapidated drones then the plastic earth will eat your bones and through them the single cells will augment a new skeletal shed and through them you will be dead the marching of the pigs will eat you up in time you will realize how meaningless it is to survive and that the best thing there is to do as a human is to stay alive my baby bones are achin down the lines my baby bones are achin all over my eyes oh catch me from the storms my baby bones are achin down the lines my baby bones are achin all over my eyes[/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted September 8, 2003 Share Posted September 8, 2003 [color=royalblue]Heard it, had to write it all out. Everyone knows it's true. Nature Boy: There was a boy, A very strange enchanted boy, They say he wandered very far, Very far, Over land and sea. A little shy and sad in eye, But very wise was his mind, And then one day, One magic day, He passed my way. While we spoke of many things, Fools and kings, This he said to me, The greatest thing you'll ever know, Is just to love and be loved in return.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
future girl Posted September 9, 2003 Share Posted September 9, 2003 I slip in and out of death Twisted fantasy Of love gone bad Intensified Nostalgia Bliss was never as sweet As sorrow Whispering sweet nothings Promising me pain Muffled screams Devour the soul Monster known as man Bleeds black Blood in the face Love gone bad Burns your lips Scabs the tongue Teaches what Wonâ??t be learnt Dying miserable Deaths Your heart Wrenched from its Hiding place You await Its reoccurrence Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Heaven's Cloud Posted September 9, 2003 Author Share Posted September 9, 2003 [color=indigo]Son Song I used to dream Of being someone else Someone other than me A Fireman With a shiny red truck Saving kittens from tall trees But time has passed Dreams have passed And I have grown a little older To be half the man my father is Is enough weight For my dreams to shoulder I used to hope Of being the best At what it didn?t matter I?d excel at sports Or exceed in the arts Just to surpass my father But the seasons changed Hopes have changed And my feelings have evolved If I could give What my father gave My strife would be resolved I used to pray To be a good man Following examples set by others I learned my morals From rogues and villains That I treated as brothers Thoughts linger Prayers fade away But comfort remains by my side For though I am not The man my father is The love for me is in his eyes [/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted September 10, 2003 Share Posted September 10, 2003 [size=1][b][u]halloweve[/b][/u] skeletons are white in the endless abyss of the night and they say it well they say it right the skeletons are dead grey no matter the day no matter what they say the neon deathbirds flash my eyes as i hold the steering wheel in my hands and it is my course and i steer this land this country that is called to us free and grand democratic is a greeting skull on the halloweens of every day that passes by often wondering is the saddest face of them all even seeing their gravestones gives me the crawls the skeletons are white in the endless abyss of the night and what they say is what is right evenly they squirm in the maggots' sight a small fly in the corner of my rearview mirror a smear and a smile that says to fear seeking no truth is seeking no wrong eating away at myself is what takes its time the maggot weaves his grime where there is truth there are skulls underneath the poor soul of the earth thralls crawl and make their dirt where there is truth there are skulls and absolution is what keeps us calm absolute is what we want to have the skeletons are white they have gone; they have bled life like spiders with their many legs the spinning womb creeps to our heads as soon as we exhale we inhale another closer to dead another glance to backwards so close but instead this neon deathbird flashes to my pupils it dilates; and irate is my head the largest is smallest in the fields the skeletons have died to kill how beautiful the way it goes how beautiful and absolute these graves only flies and only canes crutches for the wickeds; the ones without names democratic is a greeting skull the skeletons so white so pale and it eats at me; this halloweve the calling of release and freedoms' ribs how gaunt it is to live at times how broken it is to crack my bones squeeze every last crack to crushed groans the calling of release and freedoms' ribs the beating heart that is held and singed so gentle but so wicked cruel beasts undermine the petty fools and too bad they are so untame for ponies are beautiful when they cave falling to crushed organs and chains only crutches for the wickeds; the ones without names the neon deathbirds flash my eyes as i hold the steering wheel in my hands and it is my course and i steer this land this country that is called to us free and grand yet the only release is through freedoms' ribs the chains that close us so brokenly in and to squeeze is to cough and choke joined to skeletons where they roam but to be so young and a pony in the fields too early to say yet what to feel[/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted September 10, 2003 Share Posted September 10, 2003 [color=royalblue]She's playing in my bedsheets, Curling her tiny fingers around the cotton, Laughing at her own game, Peek-a-bo with the reflection of the mirror. And I'm a sucker for it, How lame can I get? No worries because she's my baby, Sistren but then so much more to me. There's very little to stress over, Something soothes me, When I see my baby sister, Playing in my bedsheets.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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