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Aug 2018 · 139
Breaking News
Cyrus Aug 2018
A dark world flashes with light

A blur of pain replaced with might

Roaming the hallways of broken dreams

Searching for what is lost

But to gain only one thing

Reaching the bottom never felt so good

Who ever knew it could

“We now have breaking news...”
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Aug 2018 · 161
A Curse
Cyrus Aug 2018
I wish to be
A simple man
But to part of me
That's quite bland
Part of me, that I can not stand

We all have small demons, but myn’s quite bigger
I stare down devil, every time he asks me to answer
Touch my hand, and feel my pulse
Everytime you see my curse, oh

I know what your thinkin about
And what I'm are thinkin about
True love, true hearts
One mask, One part
Wishing I never had your heart, no, no, no

Cause when the card all fold
For you here
I'll have to watch you go
Away from this world for-ever
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Jul 2018 · 145
Cyrus Jul 2018
Fears and tears, run a near
Filling our hearts with a closed ear
A dark shapeless hole with no bottom in sight
Contains all the broken pieces that block our light
It rumbles and shakes inside us
As others act humble or break behind us

A hole that never empties nor ever be closed
Most simply scrape the top off like a layer of snow
If you let the shards of broken glass overflow
Then what is intact will soon become just like so
However, if you get lost in the hole trying to fix all you own
You will face a fate worse than you have ever known
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Jul 2018 · 261
Cyrus Jul 2018
I hold my breath and close my eyes
As the water around me begins to rise
I brace for impact, a blow which never comes
Only the cold water to which I succumb
Washed away by a current from my promised land
I see all around me, opened hands
I claw and scratch
Tear and wound
But my fingers just happen slip right through
I sink deeper and deeper into a world a-new
And the gentle whispers which slowly consume
I don't want to open my eyes
No no no
My heart and mind tell me so
The sharks circle my feet with rusted teeth
I must escape so I ****** and heave
I reach the surface, and bob up and down
My oh my, I almost drowned
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Jul 2018 · 210
Cyrus Jul 2018
One night I found my baby, I told her I would sell my life
We met at a lively bar downtown, were the angles ride
She told me she would always be my’n, and we promised to never cry
We swung from the rooftops sky high, and there was so much light
And there she held my hand, we said it would last forever
In our little small town house, filled to the brim with love letters
Oh my, how did we get so high?

One night I came home weary, filled with love in my eye
There she was waiting for me, you never should say goodbye
Oh how I wish I could turn back time, before she wore a necklace of leather
And how I wish I could see my wife, see our love live forever
Oh my, how I thought we were still so high

Yeah while she left us behind
Our little girl is sleeping restless
I just need to unwind
I guess nothing lasts forever, no

Yeah, now nothing ain't changing, and I am never coming down
I found a note from my six year old daughter, tellin me she wants to see her mom
Hand in hand waiting for a tranzit bus, then she just slipped right under
Oh and when she kissed that bus, I thought I could scream forever
Oh, i'm going to get so ******* high

Oh how we got so ******* high
Oh how I get so ******* high
But this is the last time
Cause i'm gonna see my family tonight
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Jul 2018 · 1.1k
Cloud Nine
Cyrus Jul 2018
I kiss my momma and my papa on the big, big day
I hug my sister and say “Hey mister” to old man James
I walk my road from which I've sewed as I say goodbye
Cause soon I’ma be dancing way up high on old cloud nine
I've had the greatest life that I could ever have
I bet you never knew that it would go so, so fast

Cause I'm hanging around on old cloud nine
Chillin it out, having the best time of my life
Cause I'm hanging around on old cloud nine
And I thank you for being there the whole time

I loved the days when we were young, said we would never change
Well some things do and some things don't but that's ok
Just remember my very best days and it will be ok
Cause after all it's broken bone that makes us gain

Cause I'm hanging around on old cloud nine
Chillin it out, having the best time of my life
Cause I'm hanging around on old cloud nine
And I thank you for being there the whole time
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Jul 2018 · 148
Choices of Instanity
Cyrus Jul 2018
You choose to go to sleep instead of choosing to paint longer
You choose to throw out rotting food instead of choosing to eat it
You choose to go to work instead of choosing to stay home

You can control what choices you make

But what if you couldn't choose what choice you make
What if you always have to make the same choice?

You always have to choose to paint all night
You always have to choose to eat rotting food
You always have to choose to stay in your home

You know you can never change what choices you make
You know you will always choose that choice

Insanity is not to doing the same thing over and over again expecting different results, that's just determination
It's knowing you can't control your life and the choices you make in it.
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Jul 2018 · 117
Cyrus Jul 2018
The ones that come from our eyes we can trust
The life we live can attract a bunch
The worse we see the worse they punch
They pose no harm to anyone else
They only choose to eat away your sense of self
Forget what you've see and you might save yourself

The ones from our brain are made by us
They don't harm us but only the ones vulnerable to us
Our choices that we make affect how our brain is made
No matter the intentions when making these choices
It affects how we think which listens to the voices
Make good choices and you might not hear the voices

The scariest of all come from the heart
These are born with us and awoken in different parts
They are a piece of who you are and can not be separated
They can harm yourself and others you love
But this demon is part of you so you can learn to control them
Learn your demons and then you work on living with them
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Jul 2018 · 181
Cyrus Jul 2018
I held my daughter in my arms. Just three old years old, she is a survivor like me. She is the only one who hasn't been turned by the shadows. I cradled her in my arms just as I did when she was a baby. I think back to the distant memories of my wife and our family. But the thought vanishes as quickly as it begins. A few days ago I was trapped but I knew I had to rescue my daughter and I did just that. So here I am sitting in a very bright room in my house with a barricaded door. All is quiet until I hear some screaming. Not screaming of pain or fear, but the screaming of a monster. I hear one.. then two… then… they found us. I hear banging on door as hideous screams fill my ears. My daughter starts panicking and crying loudly. I softly stroke her hair just as I did when she was younger. She slowly calms down and sobs softly. I look at the entrance and hear the screams and banging on the door. The door will not hold for much longer. I hold the only thing I hold dear in my arms as it's tears run down my neck. I kiss her cheek and stroke her hair one last time as she slowly falls asleep. I slowly wrap my hands around her small neck and quickly snap it. Instantly she goes limp. I will not let those shadows turn my little girl into a monster. As I cradle her small dead body the door bursts open. A group of monsters rush through and scream in a horrifying screech “Police! Put your hands up!”.
Short story
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Jul 2018 · 109
Cyrus Jul 2018
The bumps on my skin, the looks from my kin
I don't know what's real, and I feel it again
I'm out of my mind, but I'm stuck inside
I say I'm fine, but I've crossed the line

Everything is all clear, and sharp is my knife
Blood smeared face, and pupils big as a dime
Sweaty red hands, I circle in place
I look in my mirror, and laugh at my face

Don’t worry it's just a case,  of

I'm never alone, I’m alone in my mind
They say it's ok, its only a matter of time
I hate this feeling, it makes me alive
Is it better to live, or is it better to die?

I feel psychotic, I fear for your life
Do you fear me, or do you feel alright
I take my pills, I say goodnight
I hope I don't, have to say goodbye

Don't worry it’s just a case, of
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Jul 2018 · 1.7k
Cyrus Jul 2018
When the light
Gets dim and the love
Unfolds and with the blacket we slept
Is made up of coal

All the love I seek
Is not meant for me, and
They say my destiny
Is pure misery

I need to be with you
I need to hide the truth
Don't wanna to look behind
Because my demons are all alive

My goal is so pure
But I got blood on the floor
I've got save you again
I gotta do it again

When I feel your heat
My heart just skips a beat
You're the only thing left inside
You are my only light

When your friends go away
Please don't think about how
Remember you're all that's left inside
You are my only light
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