Broken old gravel
Not a fixed sight for travel
Masked faces
Walking to every lonely places
Not a beauty of buildings sites
Just living in horror and full of fright
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 7:41 AM UTC
Lately I feel like I've run out of inspiration
I'm left with nothing but humiliation
Normally I had ideas and it would flow
now I have nothing, not evens a thought to show
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 6:13 AM UTC
Broken and defeated
front seat of incompetence depleted
Sleep deprived and laid to rest
beating and pounding in my chest
Evident thoughts run through my mind
time seems to be falling behind
Speak a word and i shall provoke
clinching fists and i have broke
Everything turns to an outbreak of rage
no more emotion could be bottled up and caged
I fall to the floor and I burst out crying
all I feel is me slowly dying
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 3:44 AM UTC
The earth stained with lies we create
the blatant sins shall determine our fates
a waking torture of terrible torment
struck down by any injustice moment
Everything lays waste down in ashes
fighting and lies embrace in clashes
The horn will be blown
everything in a split second will be shown
To shock and regret everything will be our fault
guilt over the end result
everything committed is all mine
no one else is to blame or cross the line
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 5:19 PM UTC
Fire Fire burn so bright
Yet such a beauty and relentless sight
Fire Fire you set alight
Yet it brings such a terrible fright
Fire Fire you are passionate with desire
and yet you bring so much to inquire
Fire Fire don't burn it all
rocks will be tumbling and coming to a fall
Fire fire you make me scared
watching your flames of yellow and red
Fire fire look what you've done
you left me out in the cold all alone
Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC
Stones and sand such subtle and simplicity
with its own uniqueness of tranquillity
In the garden it remains
throughout the winter days of which it rains
Peaceful and yet full of life
not one bitterness moment at all of strife
Beautiful and yet modest of desire
not a moment can dwell and think of fire
Without socratic irony its filled up with purity
and in good health full of prosperity
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 3:52 PM UTC
Three sisters of foul prophecy
sharing one tooth and one ocular oddity
A great hero came entering the sisters cave alone
Wanting to inquire the whereabouts of the cursed stone
The hero requesting information for what he desired
he ransomed their eye for what he required
Being threatened the sisters gave the information he bequeathed
In returned he gave back the eye of which he seized
Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 6:02 AM UTC
Without YOU is like
A sky without clouds
Protections without a shroud
A cheater who doesn't lie
A zombie who cant die
A fourth of July without fireworks
A stalker without lurking
A violin without its strings
One direction without little things
A tattoo artist without tattoos
An alcoholic without *****
A maze without obstacles
And multiple choice questions without options
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 1:38 PM UTC
You never realise how completely worthless
something is, up until the electricity goes off
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 10:25 AM UTC
The pain of which light up like fireworks
bursting out everywhere
feeling every last spark of which flies and dies
it cannot be strained and forgotten
The bond of which was severed
the one which was sacred and important
protected through all misery of wrong
its a flesh wound that's cut open
and way too strong
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 12:19 PM UTC