TheWonderfulMoebius
I'm but a Wyrm gnawing on his tail. / I gather gold, fly high, and I'd like to think I spit fire...although I've only managed to blow smoke. / My skin is tough, and my belly is soft. / / / Oh, and before I forget / I have a really, really hard time getting off.
What is independence?
Is it just thinking for yourself?
Can you describe desire,
Or is that just as well.
I'm so afraid of what I want
And it's afraid with me.
Solemn vows are shattered.
Amend the life that be.
Broken things are beautiful.
Dreams are all a code.
Sometimes what you needed,
Contradicts the other wants.
Four eyes locked in place,
Bruised skin, lost lace.
No awkward silence,
The happy feeling;
We'll speak until it leaves us.
I miss it now,
just thinking,
That independence means alone.
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 1:15 AM UTC
You know I got a rain cloud
I bought a new umbrella
I saw that ankle chain there
This bolt cutter should help you
End of every day the sun sets
When light bounces through rain,
I feel blessed
You don't understand
Really there's one plan
Rebellion's not in nature
You must grind life for paper
Time is just a killer robot from the future planes of never ever land where the whole world went insane and it is fiction
I don't think you heard me right,
or maybe you don't get this
Time is just our murderer,
He comes from the far future.
Breaks through bounds of life;
Into your head to get you.
Steal away your happy day
Think about what's coming late,
Don't forget there's just today
Tomorrow isn't really granted.
You only get to feel it once
You live a zillion lives
You never get to understand
you'll give that up in time.
Time is just a killer robot from the future planes of never ever land where the whole world went insane and it is fiction
What isn't fiction
Holograms were mentioned
A false reality
Virtual destiny
Aren't we afraid
What's been made of this
Who created it?
Is there a save button?
Do I control anything?
Am I just a character in some thing;
Or am I a player in this game?
Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 5:19 PM UTC
I guess I sit in Chaos because I don't like change.
If nothing stays the same, then nothing can ever change
I don't like
I don't like change
I prefer growth
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 4:39 PM UTC
I'm the irreverent boyscout you can't trust that's no help
Cowardice and gluttonous
But hell can I start a fire.
I don't listen, I'm not nice
purity I don't recognize.
I do my own thing,
I never courtesy.
Oh **** can I scream at wrongs.
I'm the grungy kind of disloyal,
You know the sin of the unclean.
My face is never cheerful
And I'm rude to everything.
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 12:38 PM UTC
In all my life I've learned two things
1. All's fair in love and war
2. GOD's love knows no bounds.
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 10:12 AM UTC
See that demon
She's a hydra
Her faces they multiply
Piercing light
Made of truth
Cuts down her wicked lies
I was caught once
In that succubus' grip
Tell you then life was sad
Happily, I'm freed now
And I know that I will never go back
Yes I know I'll never go back
It was hard times
living that lifestyle
Witness crimes your best friends make
I was lost and lonely
Dosing off my last mistake
You'd find me beaten
And I'd be crying
Over the little bit of milk I spilt
What you don't know
What I won't say
It's something that I would never admit
See that demon
She's a hydra
And I'm in round 3 with her
She's winning, and I'm quitting
But the girl don't know all my tricks
Because I'm fooling
Make a feint move
Then swing those words with all my might
listen (Honey listen to me)
Very closely (This isn't working out)
I'll tell you all that I have learned(we aren't the same people we were)
when they call you (and I've got to go)
To come home (I'll never forget...)
It's valuable if it's what you yearn.(Goodbye)
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC
Swirling gases
Pulling down
poison pooling
storming round
a blur of swell
this inclination
rushing over
the fool proposer
What is choice?
How to be?
Do I make them,
Or do they make me?
Maybe that's the reason,
The reason why
I'm right here
and the choices walked by.
Still as stone I contemplate
What's it matter, I'm too late.
now that's done, there's something new
to think about, keeping me unglued.
I'm falling apart and my bodies whole
The worlds so big and I'm so small.
What does it take to cure pain?
Maybe I'll figure that out...one day.
May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 2:03 AM UTC
I don't know what to do with myself
I'm a sandpaper sphincter
Yeah, I come across too strong
I'm looking for someone to help me
Because I can do nothing on my own
There's an endless flailing going on...
Like trying to grasp hold of something
Is there anything that's real?
Is there anything real?
Is anything real if you aren't looking at it?
"You know, out of all the friends I've known you've really been the greatest to me so far. You listen, you care, and I feel really comfortable around you. I can honestly say I love you, but with the situation it won't work out."
Why can't I be real on my own?
Perception is all of life;
My perception, Jaded and Alone
May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 1:33 AM UTC
It lay on its side
Hollow, dead, and decaying
But still full of life
As the rabbit runs
Through its forgotten torso
It has become new
As the termite eats
This lifeless matter gives life
from its death a world
We must not view death
With such hollow perception
But embrace new life.
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 1:06 PM UTC
Momma done asked me
If I's get a job
said 'Love I dunno,
I ain't thought tha far'
She say I'm a sad man
Told her she dam right
She never listen bout the
Demon's comin' at night
She threw her temper on me
I dunno what t'do
Momma word flowing through me
"Child learn to be true"
Oh my lawd
I'm a **** fool
Devil a waiting for me
'nd I dunno what'a do
There ain't nothing I mean
Just working through
My dry cold scheme
Oh Momma please help me
Find something real
My Brother aksed me a question
He wan'know I'm'gon'do
I'say, "I don't know bro,
Guess I'll'earn to be true..."
He say, "Now th'ain't good enough,
You got bills you know do!"
"WHAT'S THAT MATTER TO ME?
Every time I base up
I see my face meet a knee."
OH BROTHER WON'T YOU HELP ME?
"I wish I could bro,
But I know what ya mean."
OH MY LAWD
I'm a ****** fool
Hell's waiting for me
GOD what do I do?
Oh Momma please help me
Find reality.
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 11:12 AM UTC