fredrick-william-steinmetz

Chest feeling heavy and overburdened, Mind foggy uncertain as to whom I am, Thinking of ways to be me, But then stumbles upon the thought, Who am I? Blood drips down my eyes the closer I look in the abyss, Fear rips into my mind the deeper I go in, Terror awaits me as I struggle through the mist, Never knowing if I can continue on as myself, What am I? Death is what I dream while sorrow is what I feel, Madness is how I think and regret is my burden, Struggling to be free from pain, Emptiness may be the only thing to gain, How am I? Imagine if your soul was trapped, You couldn't see or hear a sound, But you could feel as if you have drowned, The next thing you know you're whole being is writhing in agony, As if to pour salt on an open wound, As a needle would pierce your pupil, A dagger ****** into your heart, Your legs crushed into powder, Arms torn apart as though were by wire, Could I? Thrown into this hell, Where I shall dwell never able to see into me, Falling down as if there were no end, Hiding from which it began, Am I? This is a plea, So now as it should be, I go alone through this agony, I can't ask for help you see, Because if I did who would I be?

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Jul 17, 2017

Jul 17, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC

I?

Chest feeling heavy and overburdened, Mind foggy uncertain as to whom I am, Thinking of ways to be me, But then stumbles upon the thought, Who am I? Blood drips down my eyes the closer I look in the abyss, Fear rips into my mind the deeper I go in, Terror awaits me as I struggle through the mist, Never knowing if I can continue on as myself, What am I? Death is what I dream while sorrow is what I feel, Madness is how I think and regret is my burden, Struggling to be free from pain, Emptiness may be the only thing to gain, How am I? Imagine if your soul was trapped, You couldn't see or hear a sound, But you could feel as if you have drowned, The next thing you know you're whole being is writhing in agony, As if to pour salt on an open wound, As a needle would pierce your pupil, A dagger ****** into your heart, Your legs crushed into powder, Arms torn apart as though were by wire, Could I? Thrown into this hell, Where I shall dwell never able to see into me, Falling down as if there were no end, Hiding from which it began, Am I? This is a plea, So now as it should be, I go alone through this agony, I can't ask for help you see, Because if I did who would I be?

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Those coursing within my own design, Never fearing when I mention the dimension, Blood coursing throughout my mind, Eating to survive on the little provisions. Enter into the fray, Holding near my heart as we herald, Those who provide the weak through prayer, I seen the foes who've periled. My true mind not for those who seek guidance, Nor is it for those who need love, For it is full of dark subsidence, Reaching as I put on this glove, Hating all within me, Slain by those under my decree, Blood dripping down my spine, Blade now dull never again to be divine. All I see is red, As I have been awakened, Darkness sleeps with me in my own bed, Drowning in my head in the end. The monster that lies deep, Demons talking as I sleep, Doomed I shall be, Blackened my heart is you see, For all who have tried to save me, Save me from the monsters, From the demons, From myself, For all this time you been trapped, Just as I am locked deep down, Holding on struggling not to be strapped, But now all I do is frown. Because now is too late for me, I have lost that which I held dear to me, For now I see, This whole time my mind, Is nothing but madness.

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Jul 14, 2017

Jul 14, 2017 at 1:23 AM UTC

For All I Been....

Those coursing within my own design, Never fearing when I mention the dimension, Blood coursing throughout my mind, Eating to survive on the little provisions. Enter into the fray, Holding near my heart as we herald, Those who provide the weak through prayer, I seen the foes who've periled. My true mind not for those who seek guidance, Nor is it for those who need love, For it is full of dark subsidence, Reaching as I put on this glove, Hating all within me, Slain by those under my decree, Blood dripping down my spine, Blade now dull never again to be divine. All I see is red, As I have been awakened, Darkness sleeps with me in my own bed, Drowning in my head in the end. The monster that lies deep, Demons talking as I sleep, Doomed I shall be, Blackened my heart is you see, For all who have tried to save me, Save me from the monsters, From the demons, From myself, For all this time you been trapped, Just as I am locked deep down, Holding on struggling not to be strapped, But now all I do is frown. Because now is too late for me, I have lost that which I held dear to me, For now I see, This whole time my mind, Is nothing but madness.

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As I stared into your eyes Seeing all that is within your soul Feeling all the blue and red that resonates in you I fell in love in that moment and asked "would you love me"? Four Months, These months were the best in my life Laughing dancing caring holding Looking into your eyes in the sunlight Mesmerized by the beauty I see in this moonlight The blue in your eyes glistening Your face reflecting off the waters Thinking this is true love I showed you my heart! Then you showed me that you never cared Crushing my soul that I thought was here Loving what apparently was never there Bleeding through my heart Crying out as my mind had left Now laying on the floor as I drifted away. Never will I be the same Never leaving as I came The light now dimmed Darkness now enshrouded Never was I loved Like the way That I had Loved you.

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Jul 4, 2017

Jul 4, 2017 at 4:23 AM UTC

Never Loved

As I stared into your eyes Seeing all that is within your soul Feeling all the blue and red that resonates in you I fell in love in that moment and asked "would you love me"? Four Months, These months were the best in my life Laughing dancing caring holding Looking into your eyes in the sunlight Mesmerized by the beauty I see in this moonlight The blue in your eyes glistening Your face reflecting off the waters Thinking this is true love I showed you my heart! Then you showed me that you never cared Crushing my soul that I thought was here Loving what apparently was never there Bleeding through my heart Crying out as my mind had left Now laying on the floor as I drifted away. Never will I be the same Never leaving as I came The light now dimmed Darkness now enshrouded Never was I loved Like the way That I had Loved you.

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Through the mind we can conceive, Through our hearts we try to be relieved, Blood pumping heart pounding, Mind numbing head aching. To envision oneself in a glance, To be remembered by mastering a stance, A stance to show your hard work, Never wanting to be a **** Always smiling and showing the world your feelings, But in the end they think that your deceiving. You gave them your heart, Showed them you had art, But never have they known, How you have been so alone. Trying to be a better man, Not becoming those who can be themselves with no fear, Struggling to reveal that your heart is near, Near to those you love, But now fly off like the dove. Love to those you care to protect, Lose those that you couldn't prevent.

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Jul 4, 2017

Jul 4, 2017 at 3:48 AM UTC

The Gentleman's Devotion

Through the mind we can conceive, Through our hearts we try to be relieved, Blood pumping heart pounding, Mind numbing head aching. To envision oneself in a glance, To be remembered by mastering a stance, A stance to show your hard work, Never wanting to be a **** Always smiling and showing the world your feelings, But in the end they think that your deceiving. You gave them your heart, Showed them you had art, But never have they known, How you have been so alone. Trying to be a better man, Not becoming those who can be themselves with no fear, Struggling to reveal that your heart is near, Near to those you love, But now fly off like the dove. Love to those you care to protect, Lose those that you couldn't prevent.

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When the White Flowers bloom, When your friend is feeling down, But you don't want them to gloom, Trying to not make them frown. You express to them how you understand, But never know what to say, You thought of things to say as planned, And all you want is to pray. Pray that they feel better, That they can never be in gloom, But never frown to stand proud, So that the White Flower may bloom.

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Jul 4, 2017

Jul 4, 2017 at 3:32 AM UTC

White Flower

When the White Flowers bloom, When your friend is feeling down, But you don't want them to gloom, Trying to not make them frown. You express to them how you understand, But never know what to say, You thought of things to say as planned, And all you want is to pray. Pray that they feel better, That they can never be in gloom, But never frown to stand proud, So that the White Flower may bloom.

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May 10, 2017

May 10, 2017 at 3:15 AM UTC

The Ocean's Wound

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Every time we attempt to express our feelings. The feelings overwhelm our body. As it overwhelms us the heat starts to build up within. Heat waves coursing through my body, mind, and soul. As thy muscle tense up, vains pumping, blood boiling. Bones quaking, teeth grinding, all for the way. The way we feel in our soul to those dear. Those of us who only wish to be near. Closer to the one whom we charrish, with whom we love. But there's a few moments when this is too strong. So strong we can't even speak not words but sounds. We try to talk yet no one ever can understand. Why is it that no one can understand the way we feel. Though we try and try to no itinerary of where to be. We seek a place to be able to articulate our love freely. All we need is the soul's heart within us to simply say. "I love you and all that is you". The Soul's Heart!

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Mar 10, 2015

Mar 10, 2015 at 3:21 AM UTC

The Unspoken Love.

Every time we attempt to express our feelings. The feelings overwhelm our body. As it overwhelms us the heat starts to build up within. Heat waves coursing through my body, mind, and soul. As thy muscle tense up, vains pumping, blood boiling. Bones quaking, teeth grinding, all for the way. The way we feel in our soul to those dear. Those of us who only wish to be near. Closer to the one whom we charrish, with whom we love. But there's a few moments when this is too strong. So strong we can't even speak not words but sounds. We try to talk yet no one ever can understand. Why is it that no one can understand the way we feel. Though we try and try to no itinerary of where to be. We seek a place to be able to articulate our love freely. All we need is the soul's heart within us to simply say. "I love you and all that is you". The Soul's Heart!

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Wind blowing, Birds humming. Trees growing, Flowers blooming. Treasure these in heart, For the soul needs to feel the art of nature. Smell the morning grass, wind in hair, The song of nature be so tearfully blessed. Water crashing against the shore, The sand beneath our feet we adore. Wind lifting my worries away, While the rain clears my mind away. Laying on the grassy hill, Staring upon the sunlit sky be thrilling. Nature be the spiritual healer I see, Nature becomingly strong within me. One needith not look for angels, One just needs to open their eyes. To see nature is the angel, To feel that nature has the light. Like an angel nature is beautiful, Like an angel nature heals the soul. Stare upon it's roots to believe Stare upon the land to be relieved. Nature can be your angel you just need to see, rain washes your doubt sorrows gulit the wind lifts you up the sky shows you that dreams can be real. One just needs to see the potential within thy self. So when down remember you can awalys walk in nature's embrace to heal your soul and know that everything is not bad.

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 2:14 PM UTC

Nature's Embrace

Wind blowing, Birds humming. Trees growing, Flowers blooming. Treasure these in heart, For the soul needs to feel the art of nature. Smell the morning grass, wind in hair, The song of nature be so tearfully blessed. Water crashing against the shore, The sand beneath our feet we adore. Wind lifting my worries away, While the rain clears my mind away. Laying on the grassy hill, Staring upon the sunlit sky be thrilling. Nature be the spiritual healer I see, Nature becomingly strong within me. One needith not look for angels, One just needs to open their eyes. To see nature is the angel, To feel that nature has the light. Like an angel nature is beautiful, Like an angel nature heals the soul. Stare upon it's roots to believe Stare upon the land to be relieved. Nature can be your angel you just need to see, rain washes your doubt sorrows gulit the wind lifts you up the sky shows you that dreams can be real. One just needs to see the potential within thy self. So when down remember you can awalys walk in nature's embrace to heal your soul and know that everything is not bad.

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Emotions flow into the waves. Pain grows inside our mental caves. The trees glistening in the rain. Ocean waters shining under the moon. Shadow's reveal our inner pain. Light's hides our souls treasured boon. Time never waits for us to act. Life shows you how to react. React to the emotions of others. Act to the dreams no one bothers with.

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Feb 23, 2015

Feb 23, 2015 at 9:11 PM UTC

Moonlight over the water.

Emotions flow into the waves. Pain grows inside our mental caves. The trees glistening in the rain. Ocean waters shining under the moon. Shadow's reveal our inner pain. Light's hides our souls treasured boon. Time never waits for us to act. Life shows you how to react. React to the emotions of others. Act to the dreams no one bothers with.

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Lost in despair, Found on faith. These happen to the forsakened, things just happen with no warning. Rather it be lossing your bearings, Or just walking in the believe of something greater than yourself. Forsaken can break their curse, But can also be bound if they so choose to let it. Ravenous from rage, Claimed with love. Two things that monster's feel, though they can't control this outcome. Rage fills them when barricades block their path, Love fills the monster with clearity allowing it to relax. Just remember the monster is no different from being forsakened. Monsters feel rage, Forsakened feel vengeful. Forsakend feel hope, Monsters feel love. Those who barricade or break a path are in the direct path to being ****** For on the otherside is a Merciless and Vengeful being heading your way. To be forsakened is to become a monster, To be monster was once forsakened. Thinking about it is no diffent then watching you lose your humanity, Doing something is to change that which you became. Forsakened to become a monster, Once forsakened and now choatic. The monster is and will always be a reminder for those who barricade ignorantly, Forsakened is the first path of the monster, It's up to thy forsaken to be monster or human. Which path would you choose if you become forsakened? Would you let vengence fill your veins, or try forgiveness? My path can't be alterd, I didn't get the chance for choice. Too many barricades, Too many losses. Those who know this are already monsters, Those who don't make your decision. The path is yours to make, For those who been blessed with a path. Monster Forsaken or Human?

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Feb 8, 2013

Feb 8, 2013 at 12:54 PM UTC

Forsakened Monster Humanity?

Lost in despair, Found on faith. These happen to the forsakened, things just happen with no warning. Rather it be lossing your bearings, Or just walking in the believe of something greater than yourself. Forsaken can break their curse, But can also be bound if they so choose to let it. Ravenous from rage, Claimed with love. Two things that monster's feel, though they can't control this outcome. Rage fills them when barricades block their path, Love fills the monster with clearity allowing it to relax. Just remember the monster is no different from being forsakened. Monsters feel rage, Forsakened feel vengeful. Forsakend feel hope, Monsters feel love. Those who barricade or break a path are in the direct path to being ****** For on the otherside is a Merciless and Vengeful being heading your way. To be forsakened is to become a monster, To be monster was once forsakened. Thinking about it is no diffent then watching you lose your humanity, Doing something is to change that which you became. Forsakened to become a monster, Once forsakened and now choatic. The monster is and will always be a reminder for those who barricade ignorantly, Forsakened is the first path of the monster, It's up to thy forsaken to be monster or human. Which path would you choose if you become forsakened? Would you let vengence fill your veins, or try forgiveness? My path can't be alterd, I didn't get the chance for choice. Too many barricades, Too many losses. Those who know this are already monsters, Those who don't make your decision. The path is yours to make, For those who been blessed with a path. Monster Forsaken or Human?

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