Suicidal tendencies
My shirts may be green
But I don't seem to be too lucky
The puddle of purity turned murky.
I have no faith in Gods or people.
Everything nowadays just seem evil.
I'm no different.
I admit it.
I like to smile when I hear you get ******.
My emotions are gone but they aren't missed.

Um hi, my name is Dayton.
I'm a weird fellow who pretends I'm on a permanent vacation.
I may have ideas and wishes
But you can tell I'm not ambitious.
I'm ******* loony
I wanna go all cartoony.
Drop all ideals of common sense,
Conform to the insanity that corrupted my innocence.
You can't see me, I wear my cloak well.
Meanwhile I'm trapped in my own Hell

Knock four times to grab my attention.
I don't mean to ignore you, it isn't my intention.
It just happens when I get lost in thought.
Maybe I'll just get stuck in it and simply rot.
I'm not that stupid though,
I understand when is enough and I should go.
They say good men die young.
What about all the bad who should be hung?
Do we let them live out of generosity or anger?
We let them live their days as a broken shell with without danger.

These are just the ramblings of a mad man.
Just be another lost picture, a "has been".
Another fool who's imagination plays tricks
Deceives all the sane people and turns them sick.
Did you say happiness?
I call it beautiful ignorance.
Maybe I just have a mind of a critical hypocrite.
It's something I hate and just can't live with it.

deeply under your light -
waves wash through
my form in feelings -
to fill my breath
with your warm
grace - gasping
the darkness
never again

I floss my gums
Until they bleed
And smile a big toothy grin
While Watching my red spit

an emerald glowing
with its glory and green
sprung a bright and utter gleam
of the Irish race.


encoded in the parchment
of  history,
lies a place so teeming
with the beauty and
the fair.

a breeze slipped down,
against the lands of emerald
the ethereal and strong thought of
an abundant land.

modern inventions have shaped
the isle and forever in its feet
finding what was lost in the midst
of the Irish mist.

Silence hangs in the air
Locked eyes, comforting stares

Slow steps, resonating laughs
Hidden smiles, acting tough

Graceful twirls, heeled spins
Loving waltz, pretty sins

Faces inch close, on her tiptoes
A sprinkle of glitter, under the mistletoe

But time, oh so cruel, takes its toll
Spirits diverge, its ultimate goal

Away they go
One heaven, one hell

Never to meet again
But feelings still dwell

Blinking stars, fading out
Darkness swallows, leaves no doubt

Falling then, in his arms
Safety, warmth, home and hearth

Falling now, no strings attached
Endless crevice, humourless mirth

Silence prevails once again
Awkward, to say the least

t                  h
           e    y            s          a y    
        t   hey     kn    ow lo    ve
       but wh en    th    ey s     ee
        two boys   holding their
           ha    nds i   n     lov  e
                why do they on
                    ly say it is
                        a sin
                           ?

Cookie Crumble, why are thee sad?
Rookie Rumble, are you the one  responsible?
Yes, i have i did everything that made Cookie Crumble sad
Why Rookie Rumble, why did you make Cookie Crumble sad?

- - - - - - - - - - -- - - - -- - - -- - -   -- - - - -- - - --  - -- - - -- - - -- - - -- - - - -- - - - -- - -

" beacuse i've always loved you , Cookie Crumble

That secret poison I drink
With my heart kept pounding
A light-bulb in my head
Thoughts flow in my bed

Like a river across the mountain
I was into place I've never been
Creatures and events happen
You watch it like a sequel

A stone in a brown liquid form
Drown my mind in the storm
But a fish will always swim
Upstream or downstream, but it won't drown