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829 · Sep 2019
Ascension
Jacob Vogel Sep 2019
things inside not quit aligned,
accepting things are not quit right
& things in sight are not quit mine.

so I'll spread my wings & take flight.
let the beings be, sore as they might. things not ment for me, hands up, no fight. reach for the clouds as I ascend tonight.
178 · Sep 2019
Tale of Wrath
Jacob Vogel Sep 2019
Father of rejection
Mother of betrayal
left with no protection
as they plot beyond the Vail

sisters of unholy mallice,
Brothers of a beautiful blight.
stand with me in this pentagram,
let us end this trying light.

left with no desire, only wrath direct.
An ever burning fire, that we all reflect.

we'll tare at their skin
& we'll gnaw their bones
blood curdling screams
sung like musical tones.

what once was a man inside
now only demons dwell
no where left to run and hide
we welcome you all to hell!
105 · Oct 2019
Worthy Pursuer?
Jacob Vogel Oct 2019
I know that you dont need me, as much as I want you. But if you'll only take a moment, you'll see my feelings true. something about the way I fell, the first time I saw your face. and every time after, just makes my heart race. I crave to hold you close, to hold your hand in mine. to let our eyes stay in lock, and know that all is fine. this life of chaos has left me, with little to hold on. but with your love around me, I know that I'll be strong. let me stand beside you, proud & strong & tall. as the man behind you, I'd never let you fall. And if by chance you did go down, I'd fall right along, so we could lay there on the ground, & listen to your favorite song. the songs that help you stand again, youd have my hand and all else I could lend. As the man at your side, youd now have my soul. and to spend the rest of my life convincing you, well that's my truest goal.
104 · Sep 2019
A Better fates demise
Jacob Vogel Sep 2019
A world so profoundly ill, with a technilogical blight. people going so soundly still with their anti-methodical sight. Never hearing what is right, or accepting what is true. So they face the screen up-tight, living their pointless lives forever & always in-tune.
103 · Oct 2019
No connection
Jacob Vogel Oct 2019
Searching for Connection, with nothing to be found. faces in their screens with their eyes always looking down. dare not share a shiver, cannot shed a tear. yet it always feels better whenever someone else is near.
just an empty vessel of the lives I've tried to live, and this upright golden pedestal that carries all I have to give.
so I keep on searching for the connection that I scarcely ever find, in all hopes I may one day see a heart thats just like mine.
96 · Sep 2019
Feathers in her hair
Jacob Vogel Sep 2019
Feathers in her hair & Blossoms at her feet, smiles on her face whenever we do meet.
Blood on my skin & Fire in my eyes, Still smiles on her face much to my suprise.
Leaning in she whispers
" These feathers from a friend long passed, and these blossoms took patience to grow."
once more she reachs for my hand and says
"you're not the only one who's spent time in battle, & I just thought that you should know."
93 · Sep 2019
Humanities impairment
Jacob Vogel Sep 2019
why are we so utterly impaired?
Will we always feel alone?
every ones faces, fluttered & scared.
fear will have us all cold to the bone.

stuck in bodies that no one requested.
guided by fear, only stepping on stones.
some for days... others, years invested.
scared of a scar & a few broken bones.

if we could learn to get past our fear,
never worried what others would say.
then a grin from ear to ear,
could surely cover our faces one day.
86 · Sep 2019
House of Misery
Jacob Vogel Sep 2019
holes and stains fill my sheets,
loose hinges on the door.
the boards at night they do creak,
as the ceiling leaks, onto the floor.

this wretched house that boards my soul, a vestige now of a hopeless goal. walls built high and nails drove deep, my mind to save, my heart to keep.

safe from earth and wind, fire and rain.
yet ill prepared for this torrent of pain.
all that I've built, now falling in decay. I feel there's nothing left of self, or the things I was ment to say.

so wrap me in my sheets & step lightly as you close the door. worry not about the leaks, for in this house it will always pour.
76 · Sep 2019
How to battle demons
Jacob Vogel Sep 2019
Nothing left to live for,
There's no one left to cry. I wish that I'd given more, but now I want to die.

Wrestling with these demons, that run havoc in my chest. Oh the struggle to defeat them, and lay them all to rest.

But the demons are within me, tis I that gives them life. As long as Im the one to breath, tis quit a senseless strife.

So I'll take this blade of slender edge, and hang my demons over a ledge. Sever the ties of both me and them, & shed tears of joy as we all meet end.
44 · Jan 2020
Why this need?
Jacob Vogel Jan 2020
An obsessive need, always filled but never met. A possessive greed, leading to unforgettable regrets.
Clinging way too tightly, never letting any slack. Squeezing ever so mightily, until I hear her crack.
Stealing ever breath with a smothering presence that cannot be escaped. Filling every though with evident dismay, that's always there but never explained. Not becuase I wont... but becuase I cant so unfortunately this is no confession, just another rant.

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