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Viseract Dec 2015
A warm, fuzzy darkness
Sinking deeper to the pits of misery
Turning to an abyss of water
Tentacles of doubt restraining me

Pitch black, murky shadows
Bubbles of air escape my lips
My hair thrashes as my limbs cannot
A screech of metal from raking fingertips

My soul screams in desperation
As it approaches a chasm f loneliness within
As I near the Eternal Destination
Do I be saint or one with the sin?

A light, gently teasing, shines down from above
My doubt-imbued prison lessens, then fades
As the light surrounds me, surrounds everything
Chasing, pursuing, all the darker shades

I rise from the water, am pulled up, fully encompassed by light
She laughs, comforts, reassuring me with dark hair and eyes
I laugh too, no longer feeling heavy,
As light and as free as the birds in the sky

She wraps her arms around me, pulls me in
I hug her back, tight with fear, for I wish to stay
She leans up, mouth to my ear, and whispers:
"Look forward, not back, and you will find a way"

A gentle kiss on the forehead, a scruff of my hair and a sad, sad, smile
She speaks once more: "In a while, crocodile".
It fades back to darkness, and I cry as I remember my dream
I am alone, in the night, with only the sheets holding me
The first one I wrote whilst I was off on my holiday trip. Sorry for all this saddening poetry- this is just how I felt, and what flowed from mind to pen to paper and finally, to you. The next one to be uploaded is angry, so if you don't wish to continue reading, I advise you stop now. Happy holidays!
Viseract Oct 2016
Riddles, may you waste my time
Whilst I search may I find a better rhyme
Mysteries may you consume my mind
To conceal the emotions running wild
Viseract Nov 2015
When mysteries
Are your certainty
And your mind is
Asking, "dance with me"

And you cannot refuse,
For your mind is a bomb impossible to defuse
Ready to blow, at any time
Structured off of rhythm, routine and rhyme.

Whilst thoughts may be logical
Emotions are not practical
And confusion results from
Your bone-encased bomb

I'm still trying to decipher
My emotions, but why even bother?
As long as I am true to heart
The Mystery of the Mind will never tear me apart.
Figure that one out. Go on, I dare you
Viseract Nov 2017
Well here i am, done being victim
Of thicker than bricks people who just won't listen
This is me letting go, final words
This is me breaking this ******* curse

When you try to help like the Fox to the Snake
Trust misplaced realising too late
Turned around and bit me like wait
I knew it all along now i know the game

Play on your mind and run it over
Like they always drunk driving don't know sober
Hopeless when again he told me so
I never learn coz i hold out hope!

Curtain calls I'm releasing the rope
Turned it into a noose this crow could choke
Liked to hear my pain when i turn insane
Over the fact that neither of us can really let go

I know you know i dont make mistakes twice
Reinforced by the fact that he wished suicide
Except I'm smart don't be a ******
Eminems words become something that hits real hard!

Asking for advice and i try to play nice
You played ***** and i tried that thrice
Told him about how i tried the knife
Can't keep your mouth shut so you run it like strife

Is all you cause my pain cause and effect
The effect you had slowly turned negative
Now we're back to strangers, these words are saviours
And steer me clear of ****, these top notch sailors!

Well the streets are flowing with slick spilled blood
Tsunami on the road causing a flood
You can't see at all you'd probably run
Into it like you do with drama for fun!

Well this **** is over, twas a good game
Insane you brought out but huh well played
Made me doubt my reasons to stay
Made me doubt twice now I've run away

All i ever did never once said thanks
Smelt the poison a mile off that **** smells rank
Ranked among the stupid that had such faith
Can't stop you sinking i came too late

I did so much for what little it was worth
Like Linkin Park I'm breaking this curse
Smash old habits, rap like a rabbit
Reach for the door, turn this handle I'm grabbing!

Huh, but i guess you'll never learn
That my mind is energy that makes me burn
So these fireproof gloves handle flaming doves
I'm a Phoenix ******* and you get no love
it actually ******* fits in Eminems verse, just after 2:38 timestamp
and it fits the song in general
lyrical genius right here huh, yeah im being up myself ahaha :)
Viseract May 2017
You'll catch me by the sidewalk sitting down and rocking
Majority of people look down but keep on walking
They don't understand the pain like electric shocks to the brain
That make you forget your name, what you stand for seems insane

Where chaos reigns and the brave die, it's easy to get lost
Pulled into a vacuum so abyssal the will to live is forgot
Where the blood is Paracetamol, where it hurts like it's physical
Numb like a vegetable yet hungry like a cannibal

Starving where food is plentiful
Dehydrated when you're forgetful
You know you're mental
And it's as smooth as Butter Menthol

Attached to your bed like it's the only safe haven
Wondering if like a ruin, you're broken and breaking
When vultures circle up high and your eyes are gouged by ravens
The dark thick ooze makes you realise... you need saving
Viseract Dec 2015
What was supposed to be happy holiday
Hath shifted from bright to gray

When feelings change with sudden shift,
I realise I've been set adrift

All alone, on the river,
The mind's own darkness makes my spine shiver

Control myself? As if I could,
And I would if I could, it's what I should

But doubt has crept too far in,
And now I feel Nightmare's grin

No help on the end of my phone
My soul is stolen and I die alone

At least, internally
I just wish someone would hear me

Even though I do not speak,
Surely anyone could see I'm weak?

Open your eyes, and save my soul
Before my Nightmare swallows it whole
Viseract May 2016
Long and dark corridors
A medical wing
Flickering fluorescent lights
And a man with a ring

Dressed all in black
Familiar scars
Passing windowed rooms
Reflecting faint fluorescent stars

Broken glass under boots
Mirroring the light
Whilst this man keeps moving forward
A wraith of the night

Steel-framed door
And a birthday passcode
2-1-0-9 and he's in
No light and all shadow

Just a window for a wall
And a Butchering freak
Bladed or blunted weapons
Bloodlust and fresh meat

******* are the innocent
Power to the psychopath
If there's one thing to be known
That ******* makes pain last

A torturous death causing
A tortured souls' song
In the throes of insanity
The Butcher sings along

And this doppelgänger of me
He quietly stands
Calmly watching friends die
As I clench my own hands

He may look like me
But that's where it ends
I'd give the world to save them all
But clearly Nightmares don't care
true story. I used to have nightmares of my friends being tortured to death and being unable to do anything. ask my friend Georgia about that one
Viseract Jan 2016
They say that your dreams are sky-high
That to reach them you gotta fly
Up past the clouds, further than the sky
Wait too long and the stars might die

For every star holds your hopes and dreams,
Don't mistake them for jets because stars don't scream.

They call

I feel myself drawn to those orbs of fire
Hanging up there, holding my every desire
But I don't wanna go up, I'm a resistance fighter,
I don't like going places higher and higher

I fall
And I am afraid of heights,
So I stall
And at ground level I still crawl

Teach me to forget my fears,
The clouds will pass and the sky will be clear

I look up into the sky with a sense of longing,
I'll stop being lonely and start belonging

I smile
It's genuine, it's been a while, but I smile
I am hoping to start a mini-series, and these poems will start off with Night Sky in the title, for that is what they will be about. Tell me what you think of the idea. Until then, happy holidays! (or what's left of them :( )
Viseract Feb 2016
A sad, lonely song
A violin thrumming across the strings
Fresh night air,
Stars hanging in the sky,
In fire and beauty
Shining across space

A slight breeze blowing
Ruffling hair,
With sighing sound

Gazing up at the stars,
Watching the world spin
Under the light
Of a full moon.

Life couldn't be
More real
More there
Or more
Perfect
I love doing this. Listening to music at night, watching the world spin, feeling the breeze.... it's beautiful.
Viseract Feb 2016
Met a demon at the crossroads,
Under the night sky
Called her out because I wanted her
And I needed help to fly

"Possess me" I said,
Then a rush of warmth filled my veins
Why I needed her I didn't know
But love drives me insane

For payment she stole something,
Although I guess she played her part
She helped me get my life back on track
But now she has my heart
I don't view you as a demon, it just emphasizes my main message
Viseract Jun 2016
The past comes back to the present
Never dies
Persists
Against a change of heart
Resists
Because events are familiar it
Enlists
Itself
Because it never wanted to be anything else

I don't change much either
I'm still a joker
Thanks to my step-mum, a secondary smoker
A provoker
And all-round bad influence
If you saw me
As I see me
Imperfect and ugly
Riddled with scars that will always be a
Part
Of me
That I hide so nobody else can
See

I repeatedly feel like
****
Sometimes the stress is too much, and I can't
Deal with it
But do we all?
We fall
Down the side of a skyscraper, panicked
We call
But there is never a saviour

No God when we need him
Nobody to believe in
Sins causing us all to have hearts that lie,
Bleeding
As we grow old and our hairlines,
Receding
Repeating
History on repeat, stuttering
Build. Learn. Live. Die

Nothing ever changes,
It's all the same
God seems to be
Playing me
Like a mother-*******
Game

And I don't like it,
But He just keeps on going
Snowing
Me under a blanket of ******
Blowing
It all in my general direction
No protection
Not to mention
My lack of obsession
With Divine Intervention
An invention
Invented by those who seek attention
Pretending
That someone out there
ACTUALLY GIVES A ****!

But I know better
There is no higher purpose
Because
If there was
Why does it never change
When I feel worthless?
An angry rap of sorts
Viseract Mar 2016
Twisted and malfunctioning
Dark when it is light
Cloud cover hides the Sun
And unveils the moon by night
Tribute to Brianna.
Viseract Jul 2020
Sunken eyes, wretched mind
This void I feel is my demise
The depths to which can't be described
Reality, the biggest lie

I wander roads that can't go wrong
So will you miss me when I'm gone?
I'm right here yet so far away
Will you be the one who stays?
The subtlety of disassociation
Viseract Sep 2017
I know i tend to fixate on problems that don't matter
Only wishing i could go back before disaster even happened
Some people need to learn, to learn from mistakes made
Hypocrisy says i do that one thing every **** day

In preaching a solution and trying to make it apply
I happily problem-repeat I know the truth not the reasons why
Pushing at an answer for all my unknown questions
I ask too much yet not enough to feel slightly pressured

Second guessing my responses and accepting all the consequences
Similarly, weighing  50/50 on my consciousness
A problem-less probability of dealing with **** peacefully
Is like changing the definition of equality to equity

Everywhere i go i walk slow, just to breathe in the air
Walking with a swagger listening to Marshal Mathers like i don't care
What you think of me, keep talking the talk
I'll stride on by because i walk the sidewalk while y'all just stop and gawk
Staring at my hungrily like a fish to a ravenous hawk
I'm a Phoenix mother f*er it's a competition, of the squawk!

Like it's only my fault, just hoping to live a life
I'm not squatting in the shadows like a motorcycle with no brake line
You're wheeling out of control, wheezing coz of all you smoke
You wanna whittle at it and puff puff but your throat catches and chokes!

Gripping at all your lost dreams like trying to grasp sand
Time up, ticked over, read the back of my packet to understand
Trying always to make the best of a real bad situation
Like pulling rainbows and silver clouds from a city lost to mayhem

I turn to the TV and turn it on, another twenty dead
Because a Middle Eastern man let religion get to his head
That sort of **** sticks to me like glue to overused shoes
A few years old and growing mould, worn and torn under daily abuse

Another case of law and order failing at justice
Because people will talk tall **** just to evade the clutches
Did you know its a 497 cash fine,
For running red lights
Yet some mother got 500 for baby bashing crimes?!

She took straight to the Internet, said she'd do it all again
This stays straight on my mind like wedded couples wearing golden rings
Quite simply put, the system has me shook
Prisoners behind bars and crooks running free like headless chooks!

Maybe you're starting to sense a little something in what I say
If not then just for you I'll become religious, bless you and pray
That maybe someday, you'll glare past the flashing red signs
And meet it with a gaze like a good student meets every deadline

Sophistication is the message hiding behind my words
If you refuse to look further than death and dirt you won't witness the hurt
It takes time for mad rhymes stuck to brainwaves like lifelines
To resign, and reappear from the pen to padded paper lined

And it's even harder putting the pieces in place
This is a jigsaw puzzle, such trouble is a thousand mistakes
But align them like a cosmic balance; and there you have it
Another visionary hole for a dead and dying rabbit

*It's clear to me,
You can't see
What is going on inside my mind

So here i stand,
Do what i can,
To show the scars of what claws inside

It's clear to me
You can't see
The cogs turning gears inside my mind

So here i stand,
Pen and paper in hand
To read you the words between the lines
Part of a possible song, stay tuned for another verse ahaha
Viseract Jul 2016
Every room is empty
And every seat is bare
There's no-one home I'm here alone
Yet still I feel the stares

It follows me into my home
When I sleep I'm not alone
I shrug it off but it won't get lost
It's with me when I roam

The feeling of being watched
It gives me paranoia
I twist and turn, I feel the burn
Around my neck it coils

This weight on my shoulders
Combined with this glare
Buck and roll, duck and dodge
It's with me everywhere I go
the glares of society and the weight of the pain I get... it burdens me so
Viseract Mar 2017
Everything I do just seems so wrong
Out of place, and I can't face, that I don't belong
I know we're all different, but I am different still
Every battle I've ever fought, I always fought uphill...

Another nobody in training to belong, to become
And maybe someday, I'll mean something to someone
Recognition for the things that I wish I hadn't done
And I'm done....
Nothing was ever perfect, and so nothing I've become

Nothing was ever perfect, and now I am No-One
Now I am no-one...
Viseract Oct 2015
What do I see
When I look around me?
I see the suffering of others
I see cruelty and greed

I see broken hopes
And ruptured dreams
Like jeans under tension
That pops at the seams

I see a world of grey
Of small mistakes unforgiven
I see those who suffer
At the hands of those anger-driven

I see the marks on the hands
Of those brutally treated
I see inside these people
To the depression deep-seated

But as observant as I am
To the world all around
From deep inside of myself
No hope utters a sound.

I may strive for the future
But it’s a future to which I am blind
It’s a future of complete darkness
And thus my drive is hard to find.

I cannot see what lies ahead
And this dark tunnel scares me
I cannot open up to the world
This bird cannot go free.


I am physically, emotionally
And psychologically incapable
Of unwinding my restrictions
Wound by tension, my nervousness palpable.

Whenever I set foot
Into the outside world
With another vicious day,
Comes the stage scenery unfurled.

Day after day,
The same old scene
Act One of this play,
Part 16.

All I hope is that,
With my observant mind
That I have revealed to you
That our lives are a grind.

They just keep going on,
Going strong.
For those with the power,
For those in the wrong.

And it is us who suffer
At the hands of injustice
And with our worthless lives
Comes a lack of substance.

Within myself,
Is emptiness undefined
It stretches on forever
To my soul it binds.



Once I am free of this bond,
The sky is not even a limit
The success for me out there,
Is completely infinite.

But this is an assumption
I cannot see my future
Knowing this and capable of nothing
Is one’s own torture.
a personal favourite
Viseract Jul 2016
You take the worst of me to make the best of you*
Piggybacking at it's finest
Congratulations
Add this to YipYap too
Do whatever you want
It's all going "unnoticed" anyways
Viseract Feb 2016
Brianna: "Happy Valentine's Day!"
Me: "Happy On-My-Own-For-The-15th-Year-Of-My-Life Day :( "

"Gloomy Conor is Gloomy :/ "
*******
Viseract Dec 2016
I find it hard to open up
When the times I have, I get shut
Told to get over, deal with the pain
But what if I told you that I'm not the same?

There have been times when my heart burned
Because I pined, because I yearned
A lost love that was but my first
Eaten like acid, removed by hearse

Or times when I wake up and feel so empty
Like why am I here, please just forget me
Open your mind and be released
From the torturous memories that are me

Or times when anger flared up inside
And I dared you to try to hide
I wanted to end you for the lies that you told
For all of the ******* you offered, you sold

But don't forget I get depressed too
And I wondered if I really was something you could lose
If I had the worth, if I meant something
I'd hear sad songs and alone I'd sing

And everything hurts ten times more
Then what ever emotions you've had before
So don't put me down and say I ain't strong
When I've been carrying this burden all along....
Saw a zodiac post on FB... it said my flaw was I don't tell others how I truly feel and I felt inspired to write this
Viseract Apr 2019
I'm a flesh addict, sporadic, adrenaline, I love being alive
Feel my muscles pumping blood as I run reckless- overdrive
And I cannot wait for the day, I get to say, I had the strength to survive
Like alliteration of insanity, inside of me, I to I!

But my eyes would be deceived if I said I see life like it's perfect
Like a roller-coaster, going through the motions, twists and turns a better way to word it
Take a seat, and sit with me, maybe then we'll be, like minded
Instead of you, like a lost moose, in the headlights: blind sided

I hate pretending, so, here's my raw aggression
I would take a second, to ******* bash your head in
But I don't wanna get physical, with someone so pitiful
Let's just keep it minimal, and indulge the lyrical

On sighting you I feel ******
Pity, anger, and anguish
Bullied by this *****
A year my senior, having kids

I feel hollow like a steel pipe, hurting like a rough night
I pull my smile too tight, to the point I'm  showing pearly whites
My mindset like, dynamite, my rhymes like, to takes lives,
Like a steak knife I'll carve you up
Eat these bullets, desperate lunch!

Now make no mistake
I sharpen dull blades
And I get carried away
******, serial, and maim

Just crunching numbers okay?
Nothing has changed
You're still the same old, same old
Here we go, another bomb falls!

Just an organic robot, blowing off steam
Of flesh and metal, robotic zombie
I see the cogs and the gears but I don't see a spirit
All I see is sheeple living lives like corporate business

Where's the fun in this? Leech the Government
Have a couple kids, and some funding with
A faded side *****, drugs kicking in
Go party hard with all your fake friends

You are not a parent, just a pa for rent
She is not a mother, just another chick
Using all that money to hit another fix
Coz you ain't cool if you ain't staying lit!

And that's just how it is, juvy and pregnant kids
People telling other people that their life's ****
Graffiti tags and spit, violence just a bit
Lost dreams and broken bottles, vanished innocence...
Lazy take advantage of a system meant for real struggles that can't be avoided...
Viseract Apr 2018
The saying goes, of sticks and stones
Only words could never hurt
Yet hungrily, infested me,
Rooted deep within my earth

Lies the pain of loss, not gain
But only discovered power
That found within a demonic grin
Would surely, destroy, devour

Consumed within the origin
Of bounds beheld by greed
At abyssal depths of consciousness
Sprouts insanity from seed

To view the bliss of ignorance
Another soul be claimed
In fire and burning brimstone
Begs the question of "what is sane?"

Perspective held and all is lost
For who knows right from wrong?
You never see, such sprouted seed,
Until you've found where it belongs
Viseract Feb 2016
I scared you?
How could this be?
This isn't what I wanted to be
I'm a monster, can't you see?
Should not be allowed to breathe freely

Look around, look down, look up to the sky
Just want to be happy and live a happy life
But instead I am trapped and now I live a lie
Probably the best option is just to ******* die

If this is my destiny,
Because my kindness gets the best of me
And I've devolved into a monster
And I just wanna rest in peace
And not tear anyone else to pieces

What have I done and who am I now?
A demon by accident, lives being devoured

I didn't want to be like this, I just cared about you
An ambulance was in your street
What the **** else was I supposed to do?

If someone that you loved was feeling pretty bad
And a message from two weeks ago was all that you had
Wouldn't you be concerned?
Or would you just sit there?
They could be ******* dying and you wouldn't even care?!

Sorry if it seems wrong, to actually give a ****
About someone to the point that you wanna lend a hand
I'm sorry that my actions had you running scared
But I'm not sorry for the fact that I actually ******* cared

Out of genuine concern
Someone that I love is hurt
The pain of it makes my heart burn
I'm shutting down, signal red alert

So what are we now? Where do we stand?
Because to me this whole incident is rather unfair
I did what I did because I actually care
Not saying you're stupid but you misunderstand

I only wanted the best for you
Without considering the best for me
The rest of me
Contesting me
Condemning me
To solitary

It's just too painful to deal with alone,
If there were any way I could atone...

For actually caring, for not being cold
I'm done with this argument it's getting ******* old!

So I'll say it once again
I only wanted to be your friend
I've explained enough, I won't repeat
Because it burns my heart and I feel the heat

Out of genuine concern
Someone that I love is hurt
The pain of it makes my heart burn
I'm shutting down, signal red alert
Seriously. sorry that you misinterpreted my actions, but I'm ******* that no-one listens to me and that people are spreading rumours about me
Viseract Dec 2016
This life is just lost memories, regrets and false hope
Like whatever created us has crafted a sick joke
We're so insecure about our pre-destined flaws that
We either start big arguments that escalate into wars or
Make ourselves feel better by submitting to torture
Like I did, knowing that the pain will always reward ya
Because pain is a gateway to relieving problems when
You got too much and you know it's ****** but you can't solve 'em
And you grow up told not to sin, we do it anyways all night and day now where do I begin, how to stand against the shame?

Hunting animals down for coats or food to extinction
And destroying their environment, fancy word called deforestation
In relentless pursuit of luxury and creating a name
And you wonder why certain beasts will never be tame, it's insane!

Just because we think bigger, grow quicker and have cold hearts
Doesn't give you the right to tear this fucken beautiful world apart
We only had one hope, that's why life's a joke
We progress to be the best but all for no show

The only certainty I know is we evolve to destroy
I mean that's where we're going, that's right, it's no decoy
Ever since we began we transformed to form our end
There's no point to this ****, game over man!

The only reason I'm alive today is because I have this information
As I pace back and forth, typing at the bus station
I know it's all a joke, so I live to laugh at it
I don't take much that seriously, because honestly I've had it

I'm done
I'm not entirely dead I promise. Was in hospital because heatstroke and multiple failed stunt injuries still recovering, sorry again haven't been as active as I usually am!
Viseract May 2016
So what's it like to be you?
As I stand here in the rain
The only question in my head
That slices through the pain

The image in my head is of
A girl I know at school
Talked to her about my life today
She seemed pretty cool

Listened to her talk about her own life
And we were pretty similar
Her father is in the defence force too
And that was the common topic, in particular

How often our fathers were gone,
Might I intervene and say my dad retired
Twenty years or so in the Army
Of which he grew sick and tired

But she also mentioned sickness
And how some family had cancer
I felt sorry for her, she's much worse off
I didn't try to understand her

Instead I gave my sympathies
And my apologies

So what's it like to be you?
I think to myself in the rain
I know your story but don't understand
How you dealt with all the pain
tried to figure out how she dealt with it and couldn't. *******, Aspergers, for not allowing me to empathise
Viseract Nov 2015
Trying to resist
The chains suppressing me
Pulling tight, steel bites
Preventing the instinct to flee

So I fight
Throw a punch, skip right
Not dodging enough hits
Peer pressure, my death?
Well, it fits
Viseract Jan 2019
We are the people of the broken
With words we've left unspoken
We died when we tried to live
We've nothing left to give
We threw it all away

The rain came racing from the storm
On divided lands, reborn
I saw the Sun again
She smiled and showed her face
Then grew shy and turned away

The clouds above let fall the sharps
The hail fell and killed the lark
I saw a puff of smoke
Then felt the death of hope
And knew something was, gone

I see it all the time
Every scar and every line
Every claw and every fight

And everybody knew
But no-one was to move
And overcast the night took bloom

We are the people of the broken
With words we've left unspoken
We died when we tried to live
We've nothing left to give
And that was a mistake

I felt a shadow on my shoulder
And felt the night grow colder
I could see clear as day
The resolution in her face
She couldn't stand the pain

A hand of anger gripped my soul
And I knew, for it was old
I'd felt this way before
Every time I left that door
My old friend Rage, I bring you forth!

We are the people of the broken
With words we've left unspoken
We died when we tried to live
We've nothing left to give
So we dig under our skin

A shallow smile upon my flesh
Red and tan, nice and fresh
Because it hurts to be glad
When all elements make you mad
And you're left to pick the trash

It burns to feel the cold.
Netted by it we've been, sold
Just another failed escape
Another rearing snake
Another goose to chase

I know how old this all becomes
For years now, I've grown numb
Opened traps and screaming pipes
This garden of delight
Easy kindling, set alight

The past comes up to go down
Painted clowns to hide the frown
I'm sick of this circus
Totally ******* worthless
Clueless to my hurting

And oh the beating heart of hate
Fuels the lungs of twisted fate
And now I'm finally free
Rid my mind from toxicity
I am human, watch me, bleed

We are the people of the broken
With words we've left unspoken
We died when we tried to live
I can't seem to give a ****
And now I've finally hit "**** it"!

I am a member of the broken
My battle scars prove that I'm hopeless
I wish all my pain today
Could finally be erased
Without me digging my own grave

I wish all my pain today
Could be left in yesterday
So I can finally get my way
Viseract Aug 2016
I can see both sides, perceiving reality
Anything less than the best and they call it insanity
Sanity draining faster than the eye can blink
0.33 seconds, doesn’t take that long to think
About this divided world we live in, divided by hate,
A hatred intertwined with a crazy conception called Fate
Racial discrimination dominating this life that we’re hating
With death we dance and life’s a chance that we’ve been dating
And when life dumps you, you waltz with Death himself
You leave others behind and it’s just you and yourself
You’ve always been alone even when you’re with your friends
And every day you go home, waiting for the end
You open the box, and load the Glock
**** the plastic pistol to your head and you rock
Back and forth, nervous anticipation
Life before your eyes and death in your mind
So the next time you figure out an epiphany like this
Turn it into a rhyme that one day you’ll reminisce
And tell it to everyone, tell the whole world
About life and death, chance and fate and the way the twist and twirl.
Viseract Oct 2015
Hey
I see
You discovered perfection
In the words that
You write. Did I not
Tell you so? Perfection exists within
Anything and everything. You just need to
Look hard, and search deep, to find the
Secret we all keep. Search until the end of time,
And you will find the perfect rhyme. For you, the
One and Only. You know who you really are.
Yeah, you, You, the one with the
Hidden Agenda
I told you that our words are perfection. They can be relative, the raven to an optimist, but they can also be found within the smallest of things. All you have to do is search deep.
Viseract Mar 2016
Perhaps I was right
And I had done no wrong
Perhaps you knew it too
And were just playing all along

Perhaps I was wrong
And perhaps you were right
But if so, why can't I see it?
Is it hidden from the light?

I sought out an answer
Frustration at failure hardened my heart
I couldn't find one, no matter what
I lined up the sight but missed the mark

So tell me, if you are right
Where it is that I ****** up
Because this **** is giving me headaches
And simply put, I've had enough
Viseract Feb 2017
The rise and the fall
Of the rose petals in a storm
Left to defend with only thorns
And already more than halfway gone

The scent carries on the wind
Of this Rose, I'm guardian
Guarding what is left
Of a beauty left in the past...

Because although they say true beauty never dies
A rose wasn't built to last
Viseract May 2016
Star Gazer:  
How are you fellow poet?
I hope the burning sun is keeping you
Warm without knowing it
Through a thin veil of sky so blue.

Conor Blatchford:  
A pure veil of blue
It is beautiful, white fluffy clouds
Keening wind and lapping waves
The most pure of calming sounds

Star Gazer:
Waves rush the rocks
Though the sun pierces the clouds
Crashing, smashing and rumbling
Till the mountains come crumbling.

Conor Blatchford:  
Sun sets and darkness falls
The stars show themselves at night
Calm waves rippling
Reflecting that beautiful starlight

Star Gazer:
Though bright a light may be
The touch of a star is all but lost
When we ask of fun and glee
Amidst all the chaotic costs.
A collaboration/ poetic conversation with Star Gazer
Viseract Aug 2018
If I'd a dime for every rhyme
That popped inside my head
Wishing plague and misery
To **** what is already dead

Then perhaps some day, should I have my way
I'd bring silence to the lambs
**** it's bleating, end it's breathing
And let me rest amongst the ******

We cursed few do mock the blessed
We dance on your very grave
If only you saw perspective
You'd know there's none to save!

Time, time and time again
You promised to make change
And now my mind won't SHUT UP
It knows that I'm to blame!

I did this, I did that
I know what wicked ends
Have forged the stage of sorrows
That gave you all there was left

With piggy eyes and snuffling pride
Your wretched filth, and life
Have tempted fate, as of late
Now scream, pig, and die...
Viseract Aug 2018
Toxic paradise, the land of the plastic,
Where beauty is painted and smiles are elastic
A planet that's built on staying youthful,
While we lie and we stab, and we're far from truthful

How can we tell the next generation this?
We're all outcasts yet we cast out the misfits
It's a bit suspicious, a name on a bad list,
Naughty or nice, doesnt work, won't exist...

There's just a blank canvas, hanging on the mantle
Above a dusty fireplace, with the light of a candle
Hope is kindling, so spark our dying fire
And watch us all get high on the smoke of hope's pyre

I didn't ask for this,
I didn't want to turn to you
But I guess the time has come,
Step to the looking glass and see the truth

Oh, such bitterness...
Stemming from an old abyss
With withered lips,
I'll curse you with a pity kiss...

***** winds, along the shore,
Here marks dead, the lonely crows caw
I cannot seem to sleep,
With the messenger of Him, waiting to reap

I see, what you won't,
And I feel, what you don't.
You came here, searching for more,
But all you found was a chemical

Up it goes, so lonely now,
Everything is warped and you're slow to sound
Curse afflicted, curse is addictive,
And when the bad days come you know you're protected, oh...

I didn't ask for this,
I didn't want to turn to you
But I guess the time has come,
Step to the looking glass and see the truth

Oh, such bitterness...
Stemming from an old abyss
With withered lips,
I'll curse you with a pity kiss...

Rot is plenty, not yours to perceive
Falling victim to your greed
Painful, true, but it's not to you,
Just the cause of a fallen few

She comes swift now heed her gift,
Bottoms up when she gave you this
Whiskey on the rocks and you're gone again,
Slumped on the table like you lost a friend.

In a way, suppose you have
Now the whiskey is down and it's all so sad
Poor me, pour me one more
And I'll go stumbling out this door

I didn't ask for this,
I didn't want to turn to you
But I guess the time has come,
Step to the looking glass and see the truth

Oh, such bitterness...
Stemming from an old abyss
With withered lips,
I'll curse you with a pity kiss...

Curse me, hurt me,
Doesn't matter what you do
Curse me, hurt me
In a toxic world with a beauty feud
Artificial relief from the witches cauldron we boil in
Viseract Nov 2017
Its funny how I can be dead in the brain
Only four hours sleep but still slaying stupid games
The people expect trust when its all turned to rust
Faulty; and your fault for letting it settle in the dust

Like hold up, wait a minute, you ******* me over
That logic you used there; are you certain you're sober?
Don't you dare try to pin your **** onto me
Just because I wont take a drink from a stagnant creek

I didn't come down in yesterdays rain
I know the difference between real and fake
I know when you're brewing an earthquake
I know enough to start making a change

I have the experience of a thousand words
Hidden behind bust lips, sounds left unheard
Vocal chords not humming, no six stringer strumming,
And buzzing like my phone does when lips start running

You could make a change too, stop and think
This relation is parched and needs new drinks
You've brought it all down, suffered in a drought,
Concocted some confusion and forged brand new doubts

I won't buy false gold no more, I'm no fool
Imma fix it up, but I need my tools
Stop acting like one too, start being a solution
You want me back? Well stop toying with my trust for your amusement
I don't need to name you. if this doesn't stick, imam peel you off. stop leeching my brainspace, stop being a ******* thorn in my ***, and pull yourself together
Viseract Aug 2016
When your friend says goodbye,
But she also says,
"I can't be here anymore
Nobody understands my pain"

What do I do?
I'm scared...
she just ******* said that I'm shaking what do I do? I don't know anything really about where she lives or what, I don't know if I'm overreacting but I'm scared...
Viseract Apr 2016
It's hard to write happy things
When I'm feeling sad
It's hard to talk and "walk the walk"
When I'm feeling mad

Most of the songs I write
Are when I'm angry or depressed
And you don't have to read them
If it makes you feel upset

I'd hate to make my readers feel
The worthlessness and pain that I often do
It's hard to know if my works are "bad"
So just read a line or two

And give it a like if you really do,
Don't like it out of pity
Because it will tempt me to continue
With little or no mercy

So please do not hurt yourself
By reading something violent
And make it even worse
By keeping complete silence

There is no need to do that
So read at your peril
Because whether I am angry or sad
'Tis the work of a devil
Yeah, please guys... if its problematic then don't read!
Viseract Aug 2016
Wake me up I'm falling
Stuttering and stalling
With nowhere to run, and no place to hide
A beast deep inside,
Is rising

Rise, like a tidal wave
Rise, to every lie they gave
Rise, for it is your time,
To slay all these haters with power of rhyme

Freedom of expression helps fight depression...

Moment of silence
On an empty stomach
Then comes a rumble
At the smell of apple pie crumble

Moon is out of this world
Annie is our favourite girl
I hope no-one else sees this
And starts singing about my *****

****** mind in a slaughter house
Anti-Ducks about this life
But with a Kiwi accent if I may
Tis "Anti-Ducks about this life"

We went outside,
Still high
Decided to munch and play games
Forgot our phones outside

Smash the boundaries,
Tear down the walls
Won't stop tearing
Til' we seen Ben's *****

Break down barriers,
Smack 'em down
Walking past ducker-*******
Delirious like a clown

Smiling all the way
With a crazy little laugh
On this spectacular journey
Into the past

It's time to get to the end of this family rhyme
We all pitched in with whatever we could find
It's beautiful and grand, a real sight to see
This Mafia family of mine

It's our time our life
Crazy running red lights
Grand stand, stage band time to curtain call
But it never ends, we fam!

(Tight!)

*Annie's the funniest girl
Her hair blazes like sunset
But she keeps talking about my *****
I mean seriously...
She done yet???
Poetic mafia family collab. Thanks all! This is the funny stuff we come up with. JOIN US, DUCK HATERS!!!
Viseract Jan 2017
Smoothing out my imperfections
Lessons learned from past rejections
How can he develop, when it hurt so bad
To reflect upon the times, he fell

And he knows
That he doesn't know where to go
He knows where he's been
Forgiven his sins
Now is time to begin,
Anew

A mistake in progress
An object to forget
Trying to improve
But not done yet

Despite the hate,
A tidal wave
Gasping for air
It's just not the same
Now he must start, again

Rinse and repeat
March in defeat
He's learnt time and again
There's no substitute for the mentor
Called pain
"He", huh.
Viseract Sep 2017
Every day is the same thing,
What keeps us moving,
The substance and the drugs that some keep abusing so

What is this world now?
Where is the count down?
If this is a circus then we're all just clowns!

The ringleader speaks and so think we must not
Instead we pop the pills that gives us courage once lost!
Amidst all the rot, flowers love me not,
Nature won't forgive for we have forgot!
Work in progress, so this is a lil' excerpt of sorts
Viseract Oct 2015
The boom of guns rolls through the hills,
And down the smoke-filled land
Aim and fire with precision,
That soldiers sleight of hand

The bullets fly,
The brave men die
Back at home, the families cry
This is the Price of War

The foolish rise from the trenches,
The wise, low to the ground
The one thing they have in common
Is they seek and end, what cannot be found

The bullets fly,
The soldiers die
Back at home, friends pray and cry
Why do we go to war?

Why must we take up arms,
And spill blood on our beloved land?
Pick up guns, shoot and run,
When we can unite, hand in hand?

It's not fair for the rest of us
Waiting for our soldiers to come home
And then get told the bad news,
That many won't come back at all

The bullets fly,
The brave men die,
The loss of kindred
Makes the kind-hearted cry

Why must we pay the Price of War
When we don't have to fight at all?
the first recorded poem that I ever wrote. Enjoy :)
Viseract May 2016
A grey and rainy day
A day to wash away the pain
Clean the slate before fate decides
The pain is here to stay

A person to specialise in fixing my problems
When I myself have trouble trying to solve them
A psychologist for someone as messed up as me
Can they really fix it?
Well I guess we'll see

I got so much anger
Yeah it's balled up deep within
Massages don't do **** for me
It's deeper than the muscles under my skin

It's all up in my mind
And a part of my anatomy
Can you really fix my anger
When it's coded in my chemistry?

I'm not too sure
But I really hope it works
Because if it doesn't I'll probably collapse
Either that or go bezerk

Down the other alley
Is a depression so deep
You can almost taste the water when
You're drowning in your sleep

But asleep or dead
I know it's all up in my head
Every problem can be solved with time
Rather than force the end

The problem with me is
Whilst I can write
Talking to others about my problems
Is probably my hardest fight

So hopefully I work well
With my new psychologist
And hopefully she doesn't become
An anger antagonist
Viseract May 2016
Puddles, puddles, everywhere
Mini rain lakes that make quagmires

How I wish you were puddles of kerosene
So I could set you all on fire
The Pyromaniac within rises.... (jk)
Viseract Aug 2016
You're trying to tug my strings
I never liked playing puppets
I hated every type of doll
What is that, whatever just burn it

Think you can master me?
Be my master mind?
Try mastering disaster
That molds itself as easily as plaster!

*Love me or hate me,
I really don't care
I never asked for either, whatever
Just make sure you don't mess up my hair
Supposed to be slightly humorous
Viseract Feb 2016
A small cave of darkness,
Step out into luscious forest,
Green and brown, mixing with moonlight
Birds chirping, waterfall crashing
Running water over rocks

Leaves rustling, wind gentle
On my forehead, pushing my hair
Back off my face,
Tasting faintly of honey,
Smooth and indulgent.

Walk over to the riverside,
Sit cross-legged on the bank
Run my fingertips through the water
So soft, rippling and welcoming
So clear
And oh so beautiful,
So breathtakingly pure,
So real and righteous.

A pity that I cannot show
My dreams, as if through telepathy
So that those I love can share
My place of freedom,
And be at peace as I was
Last night.
and a pity I was there on my own. being there with someone would have been even better.
Viseract Jun 2016
Some days when I wake up
I look around, wanna burn the world
All we've done is fcked up
Now its time to get f
cked

All these empty threats
And all these meaningless bets
Could only ever make us
End up at the edge

Other times I wake up
And look up at the ceiling
Wondering about my purpose and is it
Really true meaning?

To make others happy
They say you gotta be happy
A puppet on a string a smile
And a diamond ring

Don't sugar coat it
I'm allowed to feel like ****
And still make others smile
Even though it's been a while

Since I did so myself
I get angry. I get upset. Making others happy can make me happy. Beating up a punching bag makes me happy. Dressing up as Deadpool made me happy. This is tribute to my past self. There is so much more than others satisfaction and your own hatred
Viseract Jun 2016
As I fumble with these pieces,
Struggling to sort it
Fit it all together,
Medicine to make it better
Treasure lost forever,
An unnamed, un-posted letter

Searching for something
A reason, a purpose
In my bed, turning
Nervousness and stomach churning

Heart burning
Mind learning
Pressing forward, experimenting
Hidden facts presenting

A purpose to live
And a purpose to die
A purpose to tell a person
Everything will be alright!
Viseract Mar 2016
With an all-consuming fire,
He pulls out his lighter.
A little flame of hope
For a hopeless little pyro
I am writing a story about a pyromaniac at the moment. Guess what it's called? Inferno. How typical of me, so original
Viseract Sep 2017
Hell, I'd run out on the street and hug a hobo
Just because it feels so good to not be flying solo
Low-key hopeless caught in action movie slow-mo
Heart racing, escalating my chest about to blow though

Tick tick kaboom, you made me more room
Rather than remove my mind roughly you made it real smooth
Laying awake til four only thinking of you
And all the things between us that i wanna pursue

Or kick-start or keep going,
These words wantonly flowing
I'm just saying what I'm thinking blindfolded i know it's glowing
The light around the edges telling me what i see
And what i see is my Queen amidst all of her beauty
I know you'll read this eventually. Love ya **
Viseract Oct 2016
Why are you here?
Did you really come so far,
To fall so short?
Or did you achieve what you always wanted?

Power? Fortune?
Luck? Revenge?

Mind Games?

Adjust your mindset
The world will sort it otherwise
And my pretty,
Pretty you shall not be
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