If we are to plunge sinful deep into the fiery pits;
This room is fully empty imma go with half eyelids;
Ten fathoms deep sullen and angst ridden on the roadway to hell;
With a fist full of soul candy that makes your spirit swell;
And on my arrival I will greet the cereberus with my bag of bones;
Filled with much regrets before I prayed for unforgotten atones;
I will whistle my swan song walking across its grotesque corridors;
While wailing souls orchestrating with me as they try to sing along;
I payed my dues..Well not maybe?but who cares to collect? to come to me;
I have been abused feelings misused the attitude branded my character they see;
Too little too early I am too far young to die;
If you gonna be the death of me that is how I wanna go and that's no lie;
So I woke up wrongly in this ****** up world that torns me;
So let me walk my own ******* fate go ahead stop me and you'll see;
Ten thousand chaos in a heartbeat will rain down on you;
From best to worst art of filleting skin,incisions and decapitations too;
Are you impressed where my words came from so undivine and unearthly?;
Google it quick search! every bit returns a seconds worth of zero query
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 10:40 AM UTC
You left no more sorrows
The shadow of the day will be suffered tomorrow
You bleed it out,Given up as you are powerless
With hands held high leave out all the rest
The Tinfoil burning In the skies as you burn it down the castle of glass
One step closer in breaking the habit,the final masquerade
Meteora the catalyst Iridescent the heavy pain cause nobody is listening
From the inside lost in the echo wating for the end to come
The little things give you away easier to run
In pieces until It's gone no roads left
Blackbird the messenger mark the graves
We are guilty all the same crawling till we faint hit the floor
Run away in the forgotten wastelands a line in the sand
With keys to the kingdom with a good goodbye
Sharp edges papercut halfway right as he say sorry for now in the end
Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 3:02 AM UTC
She is not a creator, a follower not a master.
Does it look like the painful wound, but she is the old scar.
Let her see through the Crystal glass,
the radiating lights, the cheerful smiles,
She is a faker love, she knows the vines.
Take her hand and walk through your dark swoon ,
recite your poem and the story of the lonely moon,
And once, let the broken pieces scatter before her............
show your wounded wings, let her be the healer.
Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 11:25 AM UTC
I thought about dreaming while
I'm awake;To separate the truth from what is fake;I turned emptiness from pond to lake;I said I'll stop the hurt for heaven's sake!
If this is my hell?My reality is a one big lie;
Circling for 24 hours a day, trying to sleep with just one eye;
Saving myself from freefalling up an empty sky;Just to find a meaning for life before I die!
I am a poet!I believe my words will echo in silence;Like dropping bombs to the ears of the deft with extreme violence!!
I am not in rage I simply trying to wake up;from being trapped in a nightmare every midnight when it's pass three and a half!!My muse is overwhelmed by my demons while weighing on my shoulder;Where I stood up lifeless in the middle of my room, hoping the next day will be better..
And so here I share my thoughts of self inflicted tragedy;Inked with every sorrowful bliss,pain and misery
Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC
Heavy heart's weighing us down
breathing in misery pain and in tragedy
crash and burn we both fell down
up from the sky and into the ground
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 1:58 PM UTC
Why so lame and Phony?Dull and Lonely?
Maybe this is what it does when love hurts me
Why so depressed and weary?Stressed and lazy?
Maybe this is what it does when love betrays me
Why so sad and gloomy?Lost and empty?
So this is what it does when love leaves me
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 5:24 PM UTC
Life itself is a one sweet lie
When death becomes a bitter truth the moment you die;
The mystery behind the endless masquerade
Unveils with the incision of bodies lined up for a parade;
Of souls waltzing and wailing at the melody of gaea
Bidding goodbyes for a holy departure in a new world euthopia;
A new beginning to write and live a tragedy inked with sins
The world never was a wonderland for the broken,trapped in misery with suffering and pain in every scene
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 2:06 PM UTC
As she sit on a chair, wondering why the moon looks so pale
As it sits in the sky, with a glowing light to share;
She thought about a thousand stars doing the same
While her feelings of sadness drips down with the rain
Oh how could it be, she said "what am I to the world?"
"If a line is strong enough then I'll scream to be heard"
Her heartbeat's raising holding so much emotions
And her lips are shaking, a silent expressions
Trapped inside,a thousand words waiting to let go
Breaking the silence was harder than she knows
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 6:14 AM UTC
Words are easy to say but hard to let go
When it comes from the heart to let somebody know:
Of how you are bleeding, hating and falling in love
Just say it to the world that is blind,deft and numb;
Where are all the faces that is kept in this pictures
When your brain betrays you with a memory and you're unsure;
You take a moment to hold your breathe just to feel your alive
And drown yourself to save you is the only way to survive;
The lies you made for yourself that you are not alone
Keeping you in misery and in tragedy where you think you belong;
Is a mindgame you play with yourself, a test of sanity
You lost too much grounds to even find a place for serenity
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 6:12 AM UTC
Buried my head and got stucked under the sand
I see the world the other way, when I turn around
Not to see you fool me
And let you sneak out behind
I am hating myself completely
All the lil things I've done is wrong
And if I'm gone would you still carry on?
Our heart it speaks a thousand lies to know
That we both don't belong
So if you are lonely
In your heart come visit me
And you'll see our memories
Of happiness turning to tragedy
And if you are in misery
In your mind come visit me
And you'll see our memories of
loneliness
oh so sad to be
I'm over and done I'm moving along
I'm leaving my heart tattered and torn
This is a mistake we both done wrong
If we are't meant to be then let hate goes on
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 7:43 AM UTC