The razor blade has never
Looked so embracing;
My medicine has never
Tasted so amazing.
I welcome Death
With all of my heart.
We sit and chat
‘Till we depart.
We travel to
The end of time
The clock strikes twelve;
The bells chime.
We hop on his boat
And travel downstream,
As I wonder if
This is all a dream.
I awaken from
My gruesome coma,
And breathe in
The bloody aroma.
I've finally realized that
She doesn't want me anymore.
I was so blind and dumb
I broke down to the floor.
I wish it could be different,
I know wishes never come true,
But I've come to realize that
"We're over" means we're through.
It doesn't make me happy to say,
But I say it with a straight face:
I hope you live a happy life
With him in my place.
I see why she left.
I'm ugly,
I'm stupid,
I'm unstable.
He took her in,
And sheltered her
Like I couldn't.
He deserves her.
I got angry.
I lost a friend,
Now my knife
Is my only love.
She stops the hurting.
She treats me right.
Now I see
What an idiot I can be.
I'd do anything, God,
To bring her back to me!
I'll give her all that I got!
Whatever it takes for her to see
That I need her to be mine!
I'll give all that it takes,
I'll even give her the moon!
All that's mine is what she gets.
You know I'm serious, Lord!
I'm at my wit's end!
I'd fight the Devil's horde,
but my soul's been condemned.
I promised myself this wouldn't happen;
I promised myself a girl wouldn't drive me mad,
But she has.
How did it grow out of control?
I realized she doesn't feel the same,
And I went insane.
My blade seeks blood.
She said that she's leaving,
But she knows that's a lie.
I know she'll be back for me,
Even though she said goodbye.
One day she'll see
How much I meant
And then she'll run back
In an instant,
Even though she said goodbye.
I'm not sad in the slightest;
There's not a tear in my eye.
I'm happier than ever,
Even though she said goodbye.
She knows she can't sever
The bond that we had.
I'm not gonna lose it;
She won't make me sad,
Even though she said goodbye.
I see them walk together
With hands locked together,
And I feel so lonely.
I’m sad
And alone.
I have
No hope.
I feel
So small.
I lock my hands together
They’re so cold to the touch,
And it’s just not the same;
I need another.
My hands break up.
Life goes on,
But at what cost?
Bonds broken.
Paradise lost
What we shared
Haunts my dreams.
Singing specters
Sound like screams.
God give me strength
And carry me along.
Give me the strength
To find my song.
Life goes on,
But at what cost?
Bonds broken.
Paradise lost
Free
I just want to be free
What would happen if I wandered away
What would that make me
Away
I just want to get away
Everything in this place annoys me
But where would I stay
Do
What should I do
Should I break out of here
Nothing feels true
Lose
What would I lose
What would I leave if I ran away
Would I tie my neck with the noose
The razor blade has never
Looked so embracing;
My medicine has never
Tasted so amazing.
I welcome Death
With all of my heart.
We sit and chat
‘Till we depart.
We travel to
The end of time
The clock strikes twelve;
The bells chime.
We hop on his boat
And travel downstream,
As I wonder if
This is all a dream.
I awaken from
My gruesome coma,
And breathe in
The bloody aroma.
I see them walk together
With hands locked together,
And I feel so lonely.
I’m sad
And alone.
I have
No hope.
I feel
So small.
I lock my hands together
They’re so cold to the touch,
And it’s just not the same;
I need another.
My hands break up.
Free
I just want to be free
What would happen if I wandered away
What would that make me
Away
I just want to get away
Everything in this place annoys me
But where would I stay
Do
What should I do
Should I break out of here
Nothing feels true
Lose
What would I lose
What would I leave if I ran away
Would I tie my neck with the noose
Life goes on,
But at what cost?
Bonds broken.
Paradise lost
What we shared
Haunts my dreams.
Singing specters
Sound like screams.
God give me strength
And carry me along.
Give me the strength
To find my song.
Life goes on,
But at what cost?
Bonds broken.
Paradise lost
Nothing makes me happy;
I’ve become forever bored.
What happened to all of life’s joys,
All of the plans I had stored?
My passions walked out on me,
And I don’t know where they’ve gone.
They left me sitting in the cold,
And didn’t tell me what I did wrong.
To Hell with me vain attempts
To restore my previous joy.
To Hell with all of this crap;
I’m just life’s stupid toy.
Tick, tick, tick, tick.
Die Zeit läuft ab.
Tick, tick, tick, tick.
Die Uhr zählt nach unten.
Tick, tick, tick, tick.
Ding, ding, ding, ding.
Die Hand schlägt die Stunde ein.
Ding, ding, ding, ding.
Das Läuten schlägt mir Angst.
Ding, ding, ding, ding.
Beep, beep, beep, beep.
Der Alarm bricht mir das Herz.
Beep, beep, beep, beep.
Der Klang bringt das Ende.
Beep, beep, beep.
Fallen angels
Beaten saints
Never spoken
Never broken
Fallen angels
Banished dreams
Broken places
Broken faces
Fallen angels
Shattered hearts
Making labels
Making fables
Fallen angels
In my soul
Never dying
Never flying
Deception is the politician in power. He knows what to say to get elected. He has a silver-tongue and a winning smile. He has the money and the cronies to do his dirty work. They keep his hands clean, so he can use his award-winning wave to win over hearts. He uses TV as a mind control device.
He is a master debater. He always wins against the ugly Truth and rough Intelligence, because makes everything sound better. He has no limits in his endless attacks. He can convince people that even Truth lies.
When he wins the election, he breaks his promises. Only Intelligence and Truth can see through his lies. He convinces people that everything
I want to change
I want to be the same
Stuck on the brink
of Embarrassment
and of Pride
I want to blend in
I want to stick out
How can I be
Less like myself
But more like me
I want to fight
I want to run
Should I try
To break out
Should I stay inside
I want to be heard
I want to be quiet
This clash in me
Will never end
Until the end of me
Too many ways to lose my mind
Too many times I feel in a bind
Too many chances I failed to take
Too many thing I drop and break
Too many wants I do not need
Too many times I'm filled with greed
Too many times I take an eye for an eye
Too many ways to make others cry
Too many times I take what's not mine
Too many times I step out of line
Too many times I slip and fall
Too many times God forgives me of all
The music is gone. by BatmanWithBunnyEars, literature
Literature
The music is gone.
I remember emotion
Like the deaf recall a tune.
I still have the notion,
But even that will be gone soon.
The songs are muffled at first,
But the notes remain.
I can still be immersed
In musical joy and pain.
But like a copy of a copy of a copy,
Notes are lost and misplaced,
The whole thing gets sloppy,
A masterpiece defaced.
Finally, the end of the blaze
The last notes die in a frost
Leaving the profound malaise
That something beautiful was lost.
Dead is the feeling I once had.
Left in a mute concert hall,
I wonder how it can hurt so bad,
To feel nothing at all.
I've finally realized that
She doesn't want me anymore.
I was so blind and dumb
I broke down to the floor.
I wish it could be different,
I know wishes never come true,
But I've come to realize that
"We're over" means we're through.
It doesn't make me happy to say,
But I say it with a straight face:
I hope you live a happy life
With him in my place.
Fair warning, post will probably be few and far between. I don't write as much anymore. Current Residence: Plano Favorite genre of music: Alternative Operating System: Windows 7 MP3 player of choice: Ipod Personal Quote: Needs more bass. Special thanks to Duckquack for the awesome avatar and literature tag!
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Switchfoot, Cage the Elephant, Deadmau5
Favourite Writers
Edgar Allen Poe
Favourite Games
Kingdom Hearts 2, Borderlands 2, Just Cause 2, Half Life 2
It was a good run, but I won't be posting any poetry on a regular basis for a while. School's starting up soon, and I have to make time for my new band, so poetry is taking a backseat.
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