Conventional The norm Being what everyone else is What good is that? Living a conventional life is a fake life Why step in your predecessors foot steps Make your own Think of what is new What has not been thought of Unconventionally be the you that's really you Change is brought by time and the flow of new ideas New ideas are unconvential That is true beauty
The clavicle of my thought Corroding my innerds as though knowing me Amputations avast my yearning body Smother me with remorse Burn thy soul with your ecombered hands Take the life which was given to me without my consent Undeserving to be in such place The music notes of life A wide spread torrent Downpour on those who do not believe Those who shan't believe Those Those are free Jagged pulse Viens caked Flow has softened Work has stopped
I'm sick I'm tired I can't stand the effect of the weather It's a joyous time but ***** it because it got me sick Allergies **** **** At least there's hot chocolate
How can you detest me? You are the one who made me into what I am Neglecting your creation makes you more loathsome than I Look at me Look what you have made
I envy children They have something I have lost That magical sense of wonder The joy of waking up to a new day They don't know the hardships of life and are content I envy their ignorance One more dreamlike day would bring me solace Sadly my childhood is long gone Good things always come to an end
Dark silence rippled through the air My lungs heaved, straining to drain in as much oxygen as I could consume The beast in my innards yearning for freedom Tearing and and ripping my insides I can feel him He feels entitled to be free I cannot let him out Now I'm lost
Fortitude falters Morals are only bound to currency Belief is a hopeful thought Endless facades plague the waking world Sympathy is only a bane to one's conscious An apathetic mask shields me from the true horrors of this world The pain of feeling
Oh jess You were mine Now you aren't Can't be followed Unattainable My fingers grasped dearly for you but yet no love could have held you tight enough I was cumbersome to you I felt too much Now I am lost Unable to feel Reeling from the lapse of you not being in my life Unable to feel I want to feel Feel your soft embrace It wasn't great but I'll treasure it Both walking in opposite directions My heart is mine alone While I'll always miss you I'll never need you I will be content
Countless cases of fraudulent sympathy Sympathizing for one while one doesn't truly care A facade Dropping the veil from its tethered place on the stage of eternity Unmasking the darkest truth there is to one Our soul Our heart Stuck in reverie Musing our souls as one This cannot be We shall remain independent of one another Unable to see true self worth in only ourself while we so desperately cling to others Humility
I cannot be erased I am to be loathed The vermin you despise Cumbersome I make your life I drown you in shadows You cannot resist You are too weak I am not darkness for I am light I am what you need Except me Let me in I need in
Why must we sit and be shackled each and every day? I yearn to be free Free of what makes us so dull and uncompelling Free to dream Free to not fear what my future hold and rather embrace the uncertainty To be free is to live and to live is to be free With this said I am doing neither Freedom eludes me I want to live
He lay on his right side trembling with horror of the blight which had succumbed him. Crawling, squirming, the creature sacredly broke through his flesh.
The soul isn't comprehended yet acknowledged We cannot see yet we believe It feels strange It feels right I want to feel right Not sure of my place Yet comfortable where I am
Cumbersome is the life lead by those who shudder at the shadow of doubt Hindered by the coughing darkness that they try to but cannot shed The light within shall not fade Burning silently The heart
Her eyes were clearly vacant Completely unaware to the fact of how much she crosses my mind Unfailable beauty charts her every move A goddess in my eyes Everything I could want She never looks I do She doesn't want me but I'll always wait for her
I'm lost, lost in the never ending loop of yearning for something. I can't place it. Material gains will only bring me a set amount of joy for it is what I want rather than what I need. I am empty. Emotions don't feel like they used to. I don't feel like I used to. I want to feel.
The wall seemed favorable and was blackened by the ever gaining shadow of the sun slowly descending in the distance. He stood motionless. In aw by the gaze which the darkness seemed to cast. A shadow. Doubting his newly found conviction he waited. Unable to hear the shrieks of carnage in the distance for the carnage in his heart was deafening. Cold gripped his breath as he drew from his sheath. He felt nothing. The feeling of emotion had be cast into the depths of his wounded heart. He used thought as a crutch rather then lending his sense to the emotions he had throw away. Yet now he thought nothing. Only body movements were capable now. Slowly drawing the blade further into his chest he saw snow.
Normality is a facet of life Conforming and yearning to fit it Not knowing what true happiness is Fearful of being found The one inside Hiding Escape this woeful trend Escape! Be free Be learned Be you
I'm not sure what todo with life College is so far yet it's so close Being a junior is the most exhausting and tiring experiences I've had so far in my 17 years of life I don't know what the future will hold and I'm not scared but at the same time I am Quite the paradox I have confidence but I fear I'll falter It's always been my kind of thing to ramble