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Pyre Aug 2018
You know what she is
She's a drink
she's like alcohol, I love drinking it but I hate waking up the next day
No
Actually, No
she's like a cigarette.
I love cigarettes
I love taking a breath with it
How it just is part of
you
just, inhale and get a buzz
Before you exhale
until you bring cigarette away from your mouth, give it a second and then go again.
All the while it destroys you inside
Until eventually you finish that cigarette
and then you just toss it on the curb.
Sometimes you drop it in a puddle of tears.
sometimes you break it before you get to light it, other times you burn the wrong end of the cigarette.
That goes on for a while
until you finish the pack
some people even get bored or sick of their cigarettes, so they switch their brand.
but all in all.
their still smoking a ******* cigarette
and the end of the day, every time you finish one
you die a little more inside
Just a little, your insides literally blacken
and her?
well she's the **** of a cigarette I've kept going for too long
it's kind of burning my fingers now.
so I'm gonna **** it.
then I'm gonna buy a new pack.
Pyre Aug 2018
Let's Meet at the edge of the world
Where the sea falls into the stars
***** popping, and snapped bars
Drunken nights, and smashed cars

Hazy rooms and useless A/C
Smoky beds and wet sheets
Tingling skin and ****** feats
Hopeless love, a never ending sea

Dark pasts, and failed stories
Purposeful distance, and mindless kissing
Potion drinking, and hearts failing
Empty promises, and Pointless parties

I won't allow you to be lonely
You won't make the mistake without me
Let's poison each other into heaven
It's the least we could do us heathens

So let's meet at the edge of the world
Where the sea falls into the stars

-Pyre
Edge world sea society love hope
Pyre Aug 2018
Just another metal bird
with a dictated flight path
I'm just another ****** up ray of sunshine
Too many people that come and pray at my shrine
L Ron Hubbard was just the start of an ideology that's too dangerous
Too many people following a leader instead of their ideals, it's so real
yet it's only as tangible as the wind
it's not what you think
it's really not what you think
wishing life could be darker
just so I could enjoy the brighter day that I've kept a bay, that I've slept away
starting another fray.
just so you can feel at home, raised on a battlefield of the sexes, getting off on your exes pain, one more kiss in the rain, one more kiss that will maime,
another made up character that we look up too, just to hope we can be true to oursleves, cause after all were different, like everyone else.
yet anywhere else is a better view, than your own eye sockets.
Hiding more than your ring finger in that pocket, destroying your mother and building rockets.
it's our adolescence, time to fly on our own, and leave those that raised us behind. in a neighborhood that watched us grow.
I've seen the terror churn inside too many good people...
maybe that's why people still believe in god, not because they think he's real, but because they hope he is.
because maybe.
just maybe.
He'll be at the end of this long and dark tunnel.
Pyre Jan 2021
With a thunderstorm at your finger tips
You've peeled the side of my neck with your lips
I've never felt anything like this sin before
I could feel the electricity run through my body
As I realized I needed you..
Like my blood cells need my veins.
Our throats always swollen from fear of yelling more, so we whispered lies as they burned the back of our tongues.
Hoping to heal our decapitated hearts. Pounded by the butcher of love
We were nothing if not completely raw those days.
Now we wish for someone to hold us under the sheets while some ****** movie plays but we can't help being ***** little ****** and tasting everyone the world has to offer, and yet...
I still can help but wish for sleepless nights by your side.

So I'll be doping myself again with pointless regrets, off of worthless memories that mean little more than the hateful meaning I give them.
Now I'm just hanging.... bleeding.
From the barbed wires of life.

Watching

Waiting

Hoping.....
Pyre Oct 2019
The spiked edges of my peripheral
Icy daggers throughout my veins
Sick to my stomach with pain
Wanna try me on? how admirable

Flat lining at the membrane
Punch to start my head again
Neck clenching with no gain
You think you've got a bad brain

With the circle of life in one eye
I've seen the future and all its vines
Half of them were blackened lies
Probably won't make it to sunrise

Shuddering bodies wanna keep warm
Failed restrains in your paper sheets
Lovers just don't come with receipts
Hold on tighter, through the ice storm

Squeeze onto me,
Unil your nails break my skin
Until my arms bleed with love
Pyre Aug 2018
I think i've lost my heart
I don't think you understand, What i truly am
But yet here you stand,
Telling me who i am
I can no longer be, what you want from me
What was it you stole from me?

Blooming on my heart,
Losing veins as you take root
As the synapse misfires.
Thoughts that become liars,
Lies that become the truth
Truths are turning on my youth,
Aging into the monster,
But you lean in closer.
Praying on this broken altar,
The gods forget to forgive,
But These shadows keep stealing.
A night that i keep feeding,
Returning to limbo
About every year or so,
To find another light
To burn another bridge
Standing at the ridge
Saying more and feeling less
Still hiding in this mist of nicotine
Clouding my judgements.

You,
You instill the stillness in my heart
And she.
She derives the anger.

Repetitive mistakes,
As the synapses misfires
And my thoughts become liars.
Pyre Apr 2021
Insanely marvelous in your disandry
Still bleeding with the notion that it's you and me

But we've marked the ageless stone in violent red

As the treble dismantled my speakers dead
You had uncovered the neons of my spirit
As they spread bellow your *******,
You heard it
Nuzzle with life as if from a guitar string
As your so called impervious soul began to sing
A melancholic tune that yearned for an ancient puzzle that burned...
Me
Pyre Oct 2019
Me
I've been trying to fill a void
It's gruesome work really
So many ******* Polaroids
With nothing to see really

I still don't remember when
This dark empty whole appeared
I just remember you left, then
He sat there, as if he'd been here

At least the night, she holds stars
This presence, sits next to me
Smoking cigarettes, eating bars
I think it too wants to forget me

He's even tried to swallow me whole
Taking over every single blood cell
I was so drunk, he almost had my soul
I couldn't do anything, but ******* yell

Now he just sits next to me
Trying again...
Every other sad week
Pyre Aug 2018
My chest is my mast
My eyes the crows nest
and my mind the pest

My rib cage is the hull
My jaw the figurehead
and my mind the blockhead

My ears are my anchor
My eyes its chains
That my mind all stains

My Spine is the keel
My veins the crew
And my mind is askew

My soul is my captain
My heart the navigator
and my mind the perpetrator

My name is the Crest
That my mind will infest
Pyre Nov 2018
I just can't do this anymore.
Im afraid to message you
check in on how you've been
why do I feel an intangible line
drawn between us at times
when the thickening clouds
begin to rain down proud
my heart beats with every drop
as if trying to communicate
with the nature of it's own disaster
drowning but I still try to mask her
the emotion that still haunts me
holding me back from the wind
I just need the waves of the wind
to wash away the clouds of my sins
so that I can fly from my kin
Clouds love poetscorner
Pyre Sep 2018
Alone in the clouds of my bed

Alone in the warmth of my head
I know you're trying to help me
I know you're trying to love me
But the feeling is gone...

And i feel so alone
In this bed made of snow
This broken boat that i row
These lonely nights that i loath….

You're crazy but i want more
You're lovelier on the floor
When you can no longer speak
About the things you adore….

Yet you still think of me
The empty face that you see
Will never truly be

Alone in the clouds my bed

The fickle faces I've fled
Always trying to save my life
Still wanting to fight my strife
But i just no longer care…..

Words strike like a lighting bolt
Everytime that you lock the bolt
Hoping that i will not fold
But, the, stories i have told….

You're still fighting for me
Still fighting with me
But i will never blame you

Babe i feel so alone
I know that i'll have throne
But you blocked off my phone
I'd still rather be a lone…..

When you tell me you love me
Don't think i believe me
When i answer the truth with lie
Yes I've practiced goodbyes….

So no more lies….
No more lies….

I know i'll even have to try
Even if i have to cry
Even if i have to die

-Pyre
love hopeless lies clouds beds
Pyre Aug 2018
The night is so quiet, yet so loud
It is so shy, yet remains proud
She’s so beautiful she’ll make you think
Then everything is gone in a blink

So many things happen in the night
With nowhere to hide in the moonlight
The liars, the cheaters, they're all here
So are the courageous, so don’t fear

She becomes everything you would need
You no longer need cuts to bleed
Nor do you need band aids to cover,
The wounds that she will rediscover

Wounds that she will carefully heal
A hatred you will no longer feel
That’s what her power is, the night
She’s only here to help you ignite

In the end she will

-Pyre
Night light right fright
Pyre Dec 2018
I let the rain cry for me
I'm too afraid of what you do
I'm just a man that be
I want to be more to you

I'm letting the rain cry for me
because of everything you did
maybe I'm too afraid to see
what would happen if you saw me bleed

I'm letting the rain cry for me
because I can no longer shed tears
I've grown old, but good you'll see
I'm getting over these banal fears

so I HAVE to let the rain cry for me
because If I didn't let him do it
I'd be curled into the bottom of a sea
that I filled by myself, so I'll admit

that I let the sky cry for me
let his sorrows wash my face
because you are everything to me
because I'm still sitting here waiting
In hopes of one final embrace
In hopes of one more night of kissing
Pyre Dec 2020
My brain rumbles inside my skull
Lust becomes the fleeting requirement
Of this empty, yet overflowing hull
My left eye has begun to implement

As whole body shudders with the risk
Torn at the seams by indecision
My head splits open like a broken disk
Unleashing a horrid flurry of emotion

I release the muscles of my face
They have a mind of their own today
I want to rip myself from this place
But this cable, it tightens with dismay

A simple release might be a solution
Easier than really trying my assumption
Cowardice requires no permission
As I fall into the madness of addiction

As I drive the blood away from my brain
I focus on what my madness wants to do with you
Pyre Nov 2020
Your vengeful mood swings
Taste like a fury long forgotten
As your intrepid feelings sing
One's mind would easily be stolen

Haunted by the melodies it speaks
My very consciousness begins to shake
Reaching the limit, forcing its peak
Yet your voice slithers away like a snake

Unheard, unspoken like a gust of wind
The phantom presence of this anger
Crawls on my flesh leaving me skinned
As it finally seeps into....I feel the danger

You are but the darkness of your mood
This tension is putting the world on tilt
The snap will be one to scar with blood
And ours shall be stained to the very hilt

As our blades clash again in endless battle
One that has all but begun at the edge
Pyre Nov 2018
carnal desires
on the thinnest wire
ready to let loose
waiting on a noose
we cant stop
we never will
we are the wicked
the only ones that know
in the dark warehouse on blow
that life is rotting away
That its all in dismay
wishing to run away
not wanting to
but needing to
the shackles on our hearts
weigh down our choices in art
unwilling to admit what we see
for fear that no one else will see
the truth that be, the darkness
it's a myth to others like the loch ness
I'm still confused about who I want to become. but I know I want you
and that's all that matters to me
so **** this regular life
with this pointless strife
I want to stand on top of our building
I want to kidnap the world for a birthday gift
so I take more drugs and pull apart the rift
change my reality.
please change my reality
it's the only thing I need from you
and in exchange.
I will give you all that I am.
and everything that they are.
Late thoughts on gritty paper
Pyre May 2019
I wish I were deaf
Not death itself
Just unaware of sound
Everytime it comes around

I'd have to ignore your call
I'd would even feel the fall
I'd be cold but I wouldn't fear
The very last of an old year

I'd have to smile at conversations
Not worried of its subjections
I'd be a little boring really
At least I wouldn't have to worry

I'd have to caress everything
See and feel the lightning
Touch your goosebumps to know
That your heart can still glow

Every single time

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