In a world of laughter
I was apart of at a time
Now glides with sadness
As the refugees shine
And there in the darkness
I can see someone's face
Wholesome with fear
In deliberate disgrace
Find the world's end
And summon the flees
Through the fires and cries
Lies this appealing disease
Of rotten flesh
And from human, to be born
Crucified, embodied, concealed
And still so adorn
Notify the states
Address them assured
To be swept with the scars
In a world unsecured
With the memories of a beast
White flesh and teeth
In written disconcert
And so, whom would I bequeath?
Of decayed discontent
In a black path of a rose filled garden
Hides the wishes of a ******
Broken by the pervading Janardhan
And where the blood may spill
I may not be for real
And in this nightmare I place myself
But where I stand my eyes congeal
Broken faces, smiles depart
So much love, ruled by lust
So much hate, driven by anger
Asphyxiate my disgust
My repel of this utter evil
Where a ****** proclaims
The absence of virtues
And the murderer of William James
For the only unseen
And the utterly disturbed
Comes a vision alive
And they're truly perturbed
Where their own flesh dilapidate
With their minds running amuck
And at everyone they will berate
And in my cage of silent betrayal
I will commence to cleanse my soul
My solid trust, broken, forever damaged
I can only hope for extol
And yet my own deceit
Will lead me to my fall
I still await this day
And truly bury my appall
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 5:19 PM UTC
I wish I could get hypnotised
Somewhere where there is no humanity
Where the only person is me
So I can live within my insanity
I wish I could get hypnotised
And not witness this anxiety
Of a world gone mad
Forever banned from society
I wish I could get hypnotised
Cleansing my own mind
Forgetting this disgusting world
Where I am confined
I wish I could get hypnotised
And escape from this annoyance
To live in surrealism
Without humanity's flamboyance
I wish I was mesmerised
Forever in a trance
Thanking humanity
For never giving me a chance
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 5:18 PM UTC
In my mirror
I see pain
Something somewhat misshapen
Perhaps just a day in the rain
In my mirror
Not fit for a verbal description
Lives a girl
Living on pre-prescription
In my mirror
Is quite an ugly thing
No matter what you call it
It's only what dark can bring
In my mirror
There is a beast
Misunderstood and assimilated
And utterly diseased
In my mirror
Lives a calamity
From breeding grounds
Born to live without amity
In my mirror
A euphoric lapin
Observes this sanity
Of a world perfectly misshapen
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 5:16 PM UTC
I am ****** up and insane
All you're providing me is pain
I can't stand these thoughts in my brain
Pouring down like acid rain
Encaging me within these chains
Bringing forth this addictive *******
Stopping me from jumping in front of a train
Saving me from falling out of a plane
Not understanding what I have to restrain
In order to collect this urge to sustain
This disturbing feeling of being humane
So that I don't have to break my veins
In order not to ******* complain
Avoiding feeding you disdain
So that I don't have to be mundane
Because I'm not allowed to be profane
While you're trying so hard to attain
Just a tiny bit of intelligence and a lot of champagne
Your stupidity and inhumanity I do not contain
I'm fighting alone just to constrain
And further more I refuse to entertain
I'm sick and tired of being on your terrain
This control you had you will not regain
I regret to inform you: I am not your great dane
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 5:13 PM UTC
A little girl; so innocent
Broken, like concrete
Forsaken in this world
As God had chosen to replete
Forever damaged
Spare me the deceit
That I have long encountered
Mentally ****** and incomplete
I broke the mirrors
That distorted my vision
I am not perfect
I am far from precision
Just a judicial decision
To execute this excision
To ensure that this provision
Of unwanted unborn children
Remain broadcasted on public television
For the captivity of the elderly
Scorned, defeated and miserable
Left in utter decay
Salvaging day and night
Part of this twisted foreplay
That took place on Christmas Eve
For Chirst to be born
On such a horrible day, to entail
This sad story of evil
Demons from hell rose in this tale
But Jesus did nothing
Except to defy the Holy Grail
My exorcism, my ghost
To whom shall I toast?
To the one who left me to burn?
To define myself in these lies
God, I am flawed by your unconcern
Jesus, I am mocked by your reputable lies
For that you deserve a noble prize
Can't you see the concern in my eyes?
I have lost my allies
And I have become the worst
That I could possibly be
Part taking in these sins
Is that what you wanted from me?
You deny my existence
You hide behind pride
You force coincide
And you deny individuality
You force this conceited ******* to form
Or so you implied
Turns out the shock was worldwide
But that didn't stop you
From setting me aside
Sitting in your corner
Contemplating
Is she human or a mutation
Something somewhat malformed
Or perhaps just a devil
An ogre at best
Fine be that way
I am not one to detest
My worst side though
I do not advise you test
I am not blessed
For it is in black that I dress
"Satan's spawn!" they protest
Is it my fault that I am possessed?
Conniving and witty
I am sick of this mess
God you put me here
But nevertheless
I am obscene
And forever your mess
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 5:10 PM UTC