My house is burned down, nothing but a charcoal mound,
There is gas on my hands, and matches in my pocket,
But i don't remember doing this, it must have been a spark from the socket
My mother was in there, my father too,
The firemen tried, but could only save one thing.
It was in my father's closet, it must have once been shiny and new,
It was a gift for me, a silver dagger
Looking at it made me madder,
The hilt was melted a bit.
My sanity leaves and hides in a pit
“Son” i thought i heard my father,
But it was an officer, in my grief, i stabbed her
It felt so good,
If i could do it again, I would
And i will, but first
I need to hide, before i fulfill my thirst
Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 10:30 AM UTC
She stood on the bridge
In silence and fear
For the demons of darkness
Had driven her here
They cut her heart
Right out of her chest
Making her believe
That the demons knew best
They were always there
Sometimes just out of sight
Waiting in the background
Till the time was right
These demons were destructive
Knocking down the life she knew
Hating everything about her
She hated herself too
These demons can't be seen
But they're far from fairy tales
They live inside your mind
Their evilness prevails
So on the bridge she stood
About to end the fight
Then she stopped and thought
I'll fight them one more night
May 26, 2016
May 26, 2016 at 4:09 PM UTC
The lights burn brighter when it’s dark out
The birds stop chirping
People stop existing
And all I hear are my thoughts and the ticking of a clock
Tick-tock Tick-tock
The sound of life passing by
But I’m not ready
I still have half a bottle of consciousness
And a burning cigarette
Defining my destiny
The flowers of sanity blossom
With every sip I take
While I lose myself in the oblivion of being
Trying to define each moment
With the right combination of words in the wrong time
Surely, I must be heading somewhere
Towards the “goals” forced into me
Like a nail hammered into a wall
but I’m not a poster or a frame
I am an entire wall where murals are drawn
Where the children of today
See the prophecies of tomorrow
A rain in the drought of imaginations
That once turned the key
To wind-up birds that flew
To a faraway land we heard about
In the sweet lullabies
That made all the monsters under our beds disappear
A place where dreams weren’t defined
By the fame and the fortune that has taken over
Happiness and creativity
A rare phenomenon in the world today
Surely, there must be a way out of the cycle we call “success”
And into the free flowing waters of righteousness that we all lack
Surely, there must be a way of redefining the impeding norms we live by
Surely, there must be a way!!!
(Buffalo, NY 10/22/2015 1:40 am)
Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 4:20 PM UTC
I'm working on trying to maintain
a sense of tranquility
my diary
is filled with spontaneous arguments
and I am attempting to understand
just what makes it real
and at the beginning, it is mostly a reflection
on being an artist
but then later
it is something else
entirely
people come, people go
some grow young, some grow cold
Tom Petty
was a visionary
Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 3:52 PM UTC
Sometimes
You can be surrounded by people
And still feel lonely
…
Sometimes
You can be with people you love
And still feel lonely
…
I just
am
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 4:25 PM UTC
"The thing that I don't understand about life is why is hate powerful than love? Why can't love be more powerful than hate? Why is it that we do things harder when we can make peace and love happen easily?"
-D.E.T
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 4:13 PM UTC
By:D.E.T
Goin' back from memory
I remember that I started to feel empty
When I saw a poster
Post D.E.T is a monster
All I did was blurt
A laugh although it hurt
Me, people tellin' me I'm a disaster
All I did was smile
Although that wasn't my style
But yeah, I smile
When everyone was gone
I sob the tears that I was holdin' on
From that day I knew that everyday
I had to pretend that I was okay
Even if it meant feelin' lonely deep inside
So, no one can see the pain
That I hide
Inside
Had to go through this everyday
But as I grew up I knew that was goin' to be the way
Cuz I'm used to being called a monster
Now that times passed by
My emotions are dry
So, go on call me a monster
Cuz I'm stronger
Tougher
Although they made me suffer
Come on put me on a cage
Where I find myself on the stage
Where I get call a monster
Now so, monster I have become
Onstage but I'mma gonna uncage
Myself
Put me on the cage
Write me a page
Tell the page that I am a monster
Now that time has fly by
Y'all stand aside
But y'all collide
Cuz I know karma
Is gonna come back and make pay for the drama
That caused people call me a monster
Yeah, moster I am my heart
Is now dark
Monster I am cuz y'all ******
My soul
Cuz y'all just wanted to ruin
My soul
But that only made you look cruel
Cuz y'all were nothing but
Don't need you to understand
So, you can stand
Where I land
Cuz I'm a monster like you said
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 4:10 PM UTC
I see you and I see a mix of thousands of emotions trying to get out, but all that you can manage to show me is your depression. You are an amazing woman, you put on a smile all day and come home trying to resist the urge to cut. And I'm not much help, I can only text you every so often and I can't talk to you face to face and show you what I feel for you. I'm just one of the small emotions swirling in the mass of them in you head and heart.
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 3:37 AM UTC
*Hold me high enough to see
Over the troubles in my life.
For, I wish to know if the future is worth the wait.*
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 3:31 AM UTC
I Don't know where i'm going
But i'm gonna go,
With a smile on my face
and my head held high.
On words,
To the future!
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 3:28 AM UTC