I am everything and nothing.
A paradox like a devout heterodox.
A comparable parable that is indeed fallible.
Always walking but somehow still.
Forever sated, yet I never ate my fill.
Positive, negative, south and north,
completely impossible, so on and so forth.
Feels like two brains in my head.
I feel lighter than air yet weighed down by lead.
I honestly don't know what I am anymore,
just don't call me human, that I abhor.
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 6:51 PM UTC
I like you stranger,
for you have kind eyes.
I like you stranger,
for your mouth spits no lies.
I like you stranger,
for you do not look down upon me.
I like you stranger,
for you do not think me beastly.
I like you stranger,
but do you like me?
I promise, there is no danger
. . .
I understand, I shall leave you be.
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 5:21 PM UTC
I cant help but hide that feeling,
My soul and life you're stealing.
Build me up or break me down,
You think I am just your clown.
Do your worst, I do not care.
Your bull **** is everywhere.
You mistake apathy for submission.
Your downfall is of your own volition.
I may die quietly and forgotten,
But your insides are forever rotten.
At least in my solitude Ill meet death with peace.
As for you, insanity and guilt will never cease.
Put me down, kick me out,
You think im bad and show no doubt.
Starve me, hit me, and yell to be sure.
Bury me in the ground, I will endure.
At the end of the day, you cannot **** me.
You cannot **** me, you cannot **** me, you cannot **** me.
Just remember, when you think iv met death,
I promise well both be there when you take your last breath
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 4:04 PM UTC
You expect me to be there for you as a close friend
You told me you loved this guy, and hoped he loved you too
But he did not, and your little heart was broken
you came to me, looking for consolation
As if I'm supposed to make you feel better
I can empathize with you for one reason
You broke my heart and didn't give a ****
Now for you.... I'm supposed to give a ****
Sorry but thats not how this works
You feel nothing making me feel horrible
Yet, I am supposed to feel something when you feel horrible
You act like I am a child that doesnt know anything
Yet you will never be loved,
because you are a child that doesnt know anything.
Jan 24, 2012
Jan 24, 2012 at 7:05 AM UTC
You are merely a cute ball of nimbus fluff cat.
I pick you up and you purr and chirp,
and even when I go to put you down
you go limp in my arms so I am stuck carrying you.
But in this happiness is something truly sad.
That despite being a human,
the one time I have ever felt loved and wanted
was by you, you cute ball of nimbus fluff.
Even if it was just because I was petting you.
Its still the only time I have ever felt
like I was actually wanted.
Jan 24, 2012
Jan 24, 2012 at 6:25 AM UTC
Sometimes things dont always work out in the end,
and sometimes you have to be alone for awhile to realize,
that in fact you didnt hate being around everyone at all.
Most people never truly appreciate what they have,
Not until everything is in pieces on the floor like shattered glass,
Do you wish they werent pieces at all.
You desperately fumble to clutch a shard in your arms,
to hold close to your heart, to remember what once was
only to cut yourself up and watch that crimson flow.
Better a mess on the floor than a mess in your arms.
Your brain spills your heart, and your heart spills your guts.
If you show love like that, pretty soon you'll have nothing left on the inside.
Next thing you know, you're just as broken and worthless as that fragile glass on the floor.
A fool once said "blood is thicker than water."
Blood may flow in our veins, but it doesn't keep us together.
Something so familiar can still be very foreign
yet something very foreign can seem all too familiar.
Sep 21, 2011
Sep 21, 2011 at 6:04 AM UTC
The fear of the serpent was and is a mighty man
Always in thought, Doing all that he can
His life forever, His spirit shall not be trounced
His name preceeds him, No need to be announced
His enemies consider him the bane of existence
But for his crew and his love he will always go the distance
In battle he only knows persistence
When attacked in dire straights,he shows full resistance
His ship his steed, a symbol of death to evil
strikes fear into his foes, they know he will go medieval
From slaying the mighty kraken in the ocean blue
Its beak a good luck charm and its eyes a stew
With spear in hand he ran its heart through
His aim is unmatched, his throw always true
To the trodden a hero, to the masses a god
His methods unorthodox and to some maybe odd
But to catch his oppoenents of gaurd is his tactic
Always surprising, his will is galactic
Aug 1, 2010
Aug 1, 2010 at 9:44 PM UTC
Interesting marks upon my arm
Nothing natural or sane about it
I feel my madness take over my charm
The veil of reality is now split
None to others, but to myself grievous harm
My brain sharp, like the knife which iv been slit
My brain and emotions are torn asunder
All I can do is lay down and wonder
Jul 28, 2010
Jul 28, 2010 at 11:02 PM UTC
What am I supposed to do
How shall I make it through
I clench my fist in rage
I look around and no one is there
A person to hold seems quite rare
The stars and planets act as a sage
I think too much, It drives me insane
Ill sit here alone and in the rain
I may be outside but still in a cage
Jun 10, 2010
Jun 10, 2010 at 11:30 PM UTC
Compose yourself oh little one
Expose your thoughts to the great beyond
Those who do not understand never will
Oppose normalcy and strengthen the bond
When you think you have been beat
Zen you must be, and keep your calm
Then once you take a deep breath
Again you have won and are indeed aplomb
Jun 9, 2010
Jun 9, 2010 at 10:43 PM UTC