Death Is Knocking
Just Focus.
Stop And Think.
Your On The Brink With No Way Out.
Its Do Or Die Time.
Can You Survive.
Will You Survive.
I Can See It In You Eyes.
Your Soul Is Fading.
Drifting On To Next.
Such An Moment Of Mourning. Your Going Going Gone.
Just Focus.
Stop And Think.
Your On The Brink With No Way Out.
Only One Thing Comes To Mind Doubt And More Festering Doubt.
Like An Infection It Spreads Through The Skin.
Slowly Turning Your Complexion To An Ominous Pale Gray.
Can You Survive.
Will You Survive.
Does It Mean You Still Live With All The Senses And Emotions Still Attached.
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Fictitious Sunrise
As an unknown artist I bestow my feelings in the darkness under candle light.
Painting a vigil of sadness.
Portraying absolute madness.
Coming up with a new subject everyday.
They are always at first so dull.
In till my heart starts beating a little faster.
Then they explode.
My muse does not exist.
With feeling of the deepest darkest depression.
Thoughts of slitting my wrist reach across the room and touches me in a very sickly way.
The coldness envelopes my very being.
A ghost that I so hard try to avoid.
Sometimes I feel so useless.
I can never do anything for myself.
A constant need to ask for help.
An empty ego constantly swallowing his pride.
A beggars ride.
Off into into the night my minds dreams of the better.
But still this pain will not subside.
It falls in the form of a tear dropp from my eye.
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Sorry But This Is A Private Party
A bump in the night.
A star rising in the twilight.
Hope is coming.
Just hold on a little longer.
Enduring hardships that crush our spirits.
But no matter how long it takes.
We will never break.
Pieces of this puzzle are so slowly coming together.
The truth will be revealed.
As blood is breaking the seal.
A cloud of darkness can not forever take hold.
The dam will eventually erode away.
Rushing water drowns all in its path.
Looking upon the aftermath.
What is it we lost?
Precious moments long gone.
As the angel sings, we must rejoice in the moment in which we are free.
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My Essence
A poetic and quiet symbolic meaning. Life can be quiet deceiving. Protecting your heart can tear people apart. Whats good for you isnt for others. Smoke covers it all. Impartiality can be your down fall. Sitting waiting contemplating your life away. Before you know its gone and your still alone. Actions speak louder then words. The best men always do, but don't always think things through. Can you hear me now. I want to cure the cancers of this world. I want to destroy all the evil. All the cruelty, unfairness. One at a time, a good heart in mind. Leaving the past behind. The pain is gone, as comes dawn. No longer a mere pawn. I will not be your sacrifice, you will be mine. Too many have walked on me. To many have stolen what wasn't theirs. Bringing nothing but despair. But i have the power to choose the whose who. Destiny thrown a strew. Get out of my way or let the chips fall where they may. Time is my only essence and embodiment. Oh how my soul knows. I'm officially in control and on a roll. Thiers a ravage beast that has come out in me. It has no mercy, a victim of it own creation by its own aggrevation. the pure desolation and seperation has help me to create it. Angry when i otherwise i would never be. Amused by the misfortunes, who have earned it. Look at others like side show. Pay to see it. Pay to achieve it. A financeal gain has left so many stains on a world so cold. But never shall i grow old without what i want. Others first, bullsh*t I'm totally against it. Your shirt off your back for another, hell no, i dont care if you call me brother. Ruthlessness is my new game. My essence which has sharp and deadly teeth design to sink in and never let go no matter how long or loud they scream. You have awoken my demon in me.
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Special Delivery
Forever writing to deliver a message and its not always of good tidings. Its to drain out every emotion so i don't lose it. Anger inwards does nothing for the mind body or soul. Got to stay in control. Just swallow it down. Write every verse, even if its in reverse. Backwards its drips out of my head. From all the deaths to times i need to confess to my happiness. Anxiety drives me into states of a constant ambition to travel the unknown. The dangers of chancing what you don't have to spare. Wishing to be alone. So seditary in my ways. Pretending I'm okay. Being stronger then my ghost. Forgetting the pain. Playing a dangerous game. Trying to stay sane. Wishing people wouldn't complain about the frivolous an unimportant. sometimes it doesn't matter, and i don't care. Then i see just more despair. And i wonder what should i do. How should i proceed. Wanting all to succeed. But knowing that isn't how it works. Disturbed by the limitation of life. Saying f*ck it and turning all away with the cruelest indifference some have ever seen. Wish for my own death. But too proud to take my own life. An oxymoron with true meaning. So deep, so serious are the secrets i keep. Each one makes it worse than the first. Not truly understanding why i should. But still i do to protect you. Wisdom is not gained in years but the pain felt from the time that has pasted. The suicide of love with evil intent and malcontent. An empty heart wants it to always to be true. And that gives them the opportunity to lie to you. It so easy. A couple slips of the tongue then its done. Did you have any fun. What was your gain, what was you loss. Did you buy it. Did you survive it. Did you end it. Who was really in control. So many question will always be left unanswered.
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Those Who Are Less Fortunate Then You
Consolidation.
The gathering of a nation.
Make us one.
Make us whole.
Destroy this void.
With armies sent to destroy.
Under political control.
Creating a martial law.
Protesters are silenced with the sounds gun fire.
Lethal force has been authorized.
And blood pours and pools right under our feet.
Their is no going back.
Their is no retreat.
That flag marks the day of defeat.
Consolidation.
The gathering of a nation.
Make us one.
Make us whole.
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The Character Named Arrogance (Rivsed001)
This one I will not name for as for he use to be a friend
Or as I thought
His name will be Arrogance
His been in and out of my life a lot
So as a character I thought I should tell you of his life a and what not
When I speak of narcissists.
I'm not talking about myself but portraying myself as him
Arrogance
He was born in Pennsylvania
And I'm known him since the age of 13
How we met, was not on friendly circumstances
I went to pool, with friends and their he was treating this girl like shit
He stole this girls cd, and wouldn't give it back unless she would let him get in her pants.
This is the story I've seen over and over with him.
Even now he has a women hooked by nothing more then deceit.
Well I knew where he was keeping the cd.
So me and the girl went and retrieved.
Later on that day I was walking over to visit friend
I saw him as I crossed this trail connecting one street to the next.
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A Trite Condition
In the journey of reading that which seems boring.
That of which seems bland.
For some in time a vocabulary will expand.
For some in time ideas of the new and unused become the foundation in which they stand.
For some it is not about this though.
As much learning is important, so is expressing oneself in ways they have yet do.
A dictation of words heard.
A repetition of slurs spilt upon the page.
Para phrases that continue to blur.
A melting pot one continues to try to stir.
A mix in posture, as if standing in one position too long dulls the mind.
An important muscle we are always trying exercise.
A reflection of who we are.
And we use paper as the mirror.
Adjusting the proportion as we see fit.
Size and shape the reality to our escapes.
Upon planes and dimensions that we have not yet been.
And all this can be done with a simple pen.
So tell me now do you blame them?
Do you blame me for my lack of originality?
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You Made Me Just Another Stepping Stone
You claim to be all alone.
You made me just another stepping stone.
What are you trying to conquer?
Do you see the pearly gates laying beneath all that money?
Why cant you do what you love?
Is it really asking to much?
You claim to be all alone.
You made me just another stepping stone.
Is this something I'm suppose to condone.
No I won't.
No please don't.
Your starting to cry.
I can see the tears in your eyes.
This is the hardest goodbye I will ever know.
And all you can say is so, so, so what get f*cked.
You claim to be all alone.
You made me just another stepping stone.
I'm sorry but that's all gone.
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So Far Gone
How its done.
Always on the run.
Just another number.
Statistics.
Becoming a mystic.
Watch the hands closely.
Its a disappearing trick.
Shes there, shes gone.
How its done.
Always on the run.
Just another picture.
Memories.
The burning disease.
Watch the horror movies.
Its more flashbacks.
Its there, its gone.
How its done.
Always on the run.
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