A conversation with the Moon
moonlight through my window
and falling on my head
keeping me awake
despite my tired head
Playing in the tree tops
and skipping through the sky
landing on my face
and dancing in my eye
i question the moon
and why it mocks me so
why it won't let me sleep
til the morning of marrow
the moon stares back
through my window at my naked body
somehow chills the air
and somehow shivers me
i question the moon
and why it cools me so
why it won't let me lie in peace
beneath the stars' halcyon glow
the moon hides for me to seek
and dashes behind a cloud
and answers not my query
but peeks out from behind it's shroud
i question teh moon
and why it toys with me so
why in its silly little games
i must unwillingly go
the moon shines bright
and continues ever strong
to torment and torture me
to make my restlessness long
i question the moon
and why it must play at teh expenxe of my night
why it won't let me slumber in my comfortable bed
all it replys with is laughing at this worthlesss little life.
Acid Symohony
my ears they bleed with every sound of failure i've attained
it built up inside my head-clouded forever more
like a raven in the Antartica, i'm lost amoungst the sky
without eyes to see or hands to touch or a heart to feel apathy
i'm alone in this endless sea of lying smiles and death
i no longer want to hear this shit, i wish i was unborn
as the mask come off, i cry tears of acid
they trickle down my face so red and burning my heart away
this world, such a peice of shit, every last person of lying filth
my soul is half gone, i sold the other side for a kiss
Sympathy of the liars burns my wrist so bad
Sympathy from selfish souls who fear their own deaths so bad
i've been so used, abused by society
it's hard to rise from bed
i can't seem to find a reason to live,
nor a reason to die
Looking in your Eyes
i was lost away from the world
in a fog forever more
i saw your eyes from afar
they were my exit door
your eyes, like sapphires
so beautiful beyound belief
i am paraplyzed in happiness
when ever they look at me
your grin so soft
your mouth so kind
your kiss like fire
as your lips touch mine
your scent becalmed inside my thoughts
it never leaves my head
your kiss's taste it stays with me
etched into my tongue's red
the touch of your hand to mine
is everything to me
our fingers entertwined
to live, it's all i need
you are the prince of my dreams
i've never felt as good as this
the sweetest sound i've ever heard
is a gentle moan leaving your lips
your kiss is liek heaven itself
your touch so etherreal
your voice is like an angel's harp
i know this time it's real
i thought i was drained of my feelings
and it impossible for me to love someone
you, my dreams embodied,
proved me, oh, so wrong
Nonexistant Love
i think about that night when you paralyzed me into this dream
that never lets me scream
into the night that was as dark as death
when you tore my flesh
when you took my spirit and ripped out my heart
and burned me into dust
when everything was nothing and nothing was us.
Carring:
i want eveyone to listen, i want everyone to read this
i never said i cared so what makes you think i do now?
i never said i wanted to hear your problems
i never said you could kill me, but you already did
i never thought i'd love you so much i'd let go of everything
someone once told me love is like dieing
to that i replies: "then i'll die happy"
but now i look back and that was a lie
so all i have to say is screw you and this world and everone in it
you just don't understand
you're heartless
you're stupid
you're cruel
this world is sick
this world is sad
have you ever wondered if you'll survive to see next month?
have you ever prayed to teh night sky
have you ever gone numb
have you ever given up
are you dieing
are you lieing
are you cold
can you feel
because i can't
I'm over you
everytime i think of you
i wish that i would die
beacause it brings back horrible pain
of the day that you told that lie
my arms ache
with all the scars
as i lay in the dark staring at these stars
blaring hate inside me
you just wait i know you'll see
why is this happening
to you this dosen't mean a thing
as i sit here
i know what you'll do
but it won't matter to me
i'm over you
Misssing you
How long will it take for this pain to heal>
your loving embrace i still can feel
although you're gone my heart still fears
that your empowering presence will always linger here
you're in my thoughts day and night
in my dreams for your affection do i fight
sometimes i just call to hear your voice
us growing apart was not my choice
everymorning i wake with the tears in my eyes
in the wind your name i still do cry
your soft lips gently kissing mine
when we were together teh sun never ceased to shine
now my sky is dark and grey
i wish and hopes for you to come back and stay
is it possible to find a way
to be together for the rest of our days?
We fucked and we cried
we fucked and we cried
and in some real way
a certain innocence died
the whole world became
so much more the colder
we felt so much more the older
and somehow we both knew
that our friendship now lay
raped and abandoned before us
and she was so damn far away
from me on that wretched bed
not a word between us
was dared be said
for the damage was right there-
suspended in the stagnant air
parading grotesquely before
out sighless staring eyes
can love be so easilty
trampled into nothing
can so much bad result
from one careless act?
he wished he could take it back
he wishes that he could
make it how it used to be
but now it has become
drepressingly, distressingly clear:
that they fucked and they cried
and this they can not reconcile
and now there will be nothing but
a silent, shamedfaced parting.
Somke
i pull the smoke seep inside my lungs
and hole it there- i hold it dear
and nothing inthe world
can make me release it
at least until i get
all htat i can from it
and it doesn't matter
if all this smooke burns my lungs
and it doesn't mattter if all this smoke
makes my eyes water
i will hold it until
my lungs turn black
i will hold it until
this world falls flat on it's face
i will hold it
until i'm blind and dead
and all that has to
has been said
and everything else is gone.
Toy no longer
was i nothing but a puppet to you?
a mere toy with strings for you to abuse
a tug here and a tug tere and i'm at your feet, your full command
unable to see move ot breathe
stuck there just worshiping you
binded and blinded by tight strings of untruths
trapped in your web of lies
just another pawn in your little game
your stupid little puppet tormented each day
hopeless and pathetic your easy prey
till you lost sontrol
control over my heart life and soul
i wounder now if you even cared
when i'd sit there and cry
just sollaspe to the floor wanting to die
or did you find it funny?
is that how you got your sick twisted kicks?
i'm sure it was, you fucking bitch
now i've ripped off thoes bloody strings of false love and dead dreams
i'm finally free unbinded and unblinded
Truely able to see through your games of lies and tricks
able to watch you burn in hell you heartless bitch
burn for all the pain you've put everyone throuhg
and in this empty toy of a heart you once knew
once wanted to yourself as a pawn in your sick fucking games
is nothing but currupted hate
and it's all just for you
but guess what bitch i win this game
it does indeed end well
no longer your puppet
i get the last laugh
as i watch you burn
in the deep depths of hell
A plague
to my accompaning participant in the world of insanity:
i am a constant pague upon myself
ruining any chance of happiness before it ever ahs a chance to fully blossom
instead i suck the life out of the flower
leaving it, my life, wilting and dying
longing for a drop of water to restore hope
to restore some form of existance
longing for a glimmer of it's once held beauty
the flower begins to wither
loosing it's petals as they shrivel and fall to the ground doing a dance of sorts
which would be beautiful under any circumstances then just to torture myself
it seems
i seem to thrive on that
i allow myself some hope
some happiness
but it won't last
i know myself
i will rob myself of it eventually
it's jsut a matter of time before i test my own stability
i will slowly
sometines rapidly
kill hte flower
or at least bring it to the brink of death
over and over i will play this game with myself
however
i can never triumph
there is no winner
it is a sick
twisted
game i play with no one but myself.
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