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Mar 2012 · 610
Life and Death
Life
Fragile, Pure
Bestow, Gamble, Struggle
Breath, Love, Freedom, Immortal
Fight, Question, Transform
Certain, Inescapable
Death
Diamante 1
Mar 2012 · 13
Walk On
The days are bright
And filled with pain
The nights grow dark
But feel the same

I must escape
This unavoidable fate
I must release myself
From this catatonic state

I always knew
Must be too good to be true
Here I stand alone watching
Him walk away with you
Mar 2012 · 17
Full Circle
Pain is based on pleasure
And pleasure, then on pain
Full circle is the cycle
The refuses to be slain

The crippling pain of heartache
Unparalleled highs of love
Full circle is the cycle
The pain and joy of love
If these streets could speak
Fantastic stories they would tell
From drunken nights, forgotten
And childhood heroes that fell

If the moon up high could write
A novelist he'd be
Of lover's lane and voices, insane
And pure adultery

If the trees outside could listen
Brokenhearted, they would dwell
This world once pure, this paradise
And how it has been transformed into hell
Mar 2012 · 25
Ritalin
You single out an innocent child
Claiming he's a bad seed
Never given a chance to prove himself
Guidance and support is all he needs

Drugs have become the common answer
A classroom full of doped up kids
No uniqueness or originality can surmount
Shielding parents with their own eyelids

Flushing out the child's deemed impurities
Punished for something he hasn't done
Portrayed him as a problem child
Labeled him as the one

You're supposed to be supportive
Giving children hope to succeed
Instead, you ruined him at a young, tender age
Smashing his aspirations and dreams

Turning children into robots
Addicted to medication, fiends
No unique thoughts or beautiful  minds
You rob children of their being

Their innocence stolen
True thoughts hidden and unseen
Convincing them that free will is evil
With consequences obscene
Mar 2012 · 18
Russian Roulette
Easily disposed of
In this game of Russian Roulette
A false move or faltering hand
A thought you wrongly interpret

The hammer clicks once
You've escaped death's grasp
Your life moves on
As present is now past

The shot echoes
Resounding through the halls
Life is out of reach
Before the body falls

No chance to change
The past or the now
You move through the chaos
And suddenly hit ground

Sitting and wondering
How life might have turned out
With a few different choices
Success is no doubt

You come back slowly, languidly
To the lingering voices
You've seen your eternity
Painful afterlife of your choices

The endless darkness
Lit only by furies of pain
The Bible's wrath
Has come down again

Open your book
Begin a fresh page
Your soul has been chosen
New flesh in new age

No more fire
Of earth, wind, and water
What you desire
Is societal disorder
Mar 2012 · 8
The Purpose
Our sky
Another world's ocean
Our earth
Another world's hell

Our dreams
Another world's space
Where free thought
And free will dwell

Sharing a drink
We call obsession
Sharing misguided
Views and perceptions

A world lost in itself
Of its own accord
A world taken for granted
When it should be adored

A life of confusion
Terror and bliss
A life of illusion
Fear and loneliness

A future, certain
The past shows the way
For ancient revelations
Have not gone astray

A purpose, unknown
Of longing and strife
A purpose, unsatisfied
At the ending of life

A creature suppressed
Locked away in a cave
A creature unwanted
Society depraved
Mar 2012 · 10
The Mask of Inebriation
A night I don't want to attend
Filled with people who pretend
Pretend to be sworn enemies
Pretend to be good friends

Hidden behind a mask
Of lies and inebriation
The tension fills the room
With cruel and icy sensation

False compliments
False statements of affection
A curtain of lies hangs in between
Only to protect them
Mar 2012 · 15
Statutory
You couldn't hide it any longer
Always ahead of the game
Before you spoke a word
I already knew the name

Of the man who robbed you
Of your innocence
Stole away your childhood
Left you cold and alone
Forced you to grow up in an instant

He planted subtle lies in your head
Forced you to grow up too quick
He told you he'd love you forever
And you foolishly fell for the trick

Is five minutes of pleasure
Worth a lifetime of pain?
You say it's not his fault
Who else is there to blame?

What are you ashamed of?
Afraid to let me know?
I would have taken care of you
He's gone and left you alone

I've always been there for you
Through times thick and thin
Always put you ahead of myself
Why won't you let me in?
Mar 2012 · 21
Blessed Is the Night
Blessed is the night
That conceals our identity
Blessed is the night
Such peace and serenity

Blessed is the night
Of sensations and no control
Blessed is the night
Of undying rock and roll

Blessed is the night
Where creatures come to play
Blessed is the night
Where we become the prey
Mar 2012 · 781
Naming Of An Angel
Just as wide, clouded horizon
Began to fade to gray.
Kissed softly by your sweet whispers.
Presenting me with reason to stay.
Glowing fires in the hillside,
A reincarnation of forgotten dreams.
Brilliance in beauty;
Magnanimous affection soulfully gleams.
Once, I departed on a wondrous journey,
When, upon arid land I did arrive.
Finding unrivaled comfort in your heart.
Discovering everlasting solace in your eyes.
Exuding an inimitable beauty,
Radiating from supple face and glowing smile.
Surely angelic attainment of said virtues,
Bestowed upon such a divinely gorgeous child.
Offering my unfaltering love and loyalty,
Happily adorned in sweet reverie.
Mar 2012 · 12
True to Oneself
Self realization
Self actualization
Self limitation
Is self mutilation.
Life and living
Have no correlation.

Untold wonders hide
In the depths of your mind.
All people; all actions
One in the same
You will find.

Dreams become realized
As reality is dreamed.
What is seemingly obvious
Is never what it seems.

Too busy being me
To be myself.
Escaping within my
Own mind.
Is it possible to be
True to oneself?
Mar 2012 · 13
Tools of Divinity
If God did not want me
To express myself freely,
Probe the universe,
Explore, and speak my mind.
He would not have
Bestowed upon me
Language, lips, and tongue,
These tools we hold divine.
Mar 2012 · 12
Thoughts on Life
Sometimes, in life, we have all the momentum.  As if we're riding the peak of a tremendous, powerful wave.  Such potential we have to achieve the unimagined.  Yet, other times, life feels overwhelming.  As if having the weight of the universe bearing down upon us like a corner stone is not enough, a demon of unthinkable evil, one we call society, reaches in and slowly strangles us from within.  It is always at our weakest moments in life when evil chooses to strike.  It's as if you understand exactly what is occurring, yet you are powerless and unable to control it.  Your heart beats too quickly while your mind works too slowly.  You have become completely locked inside your self.  Sometimes it becomes necessary to delve deep inside ourselves and locate that minute portion of innate, animal instinct that hasn't yet been killed off by modern technology and useless vices.  We must retrieve that everlasting fire from your soul.  This powerful, unique force must be harnessed and concentrated.  This fire is of preternatural omnipotence and is the fire of life that will break you free from the frozen block of anxiety that binds you.  When harnessed and used properly, it will ultimately set you free from the bindings of reality.
Mar 2012 · 16
The Life Sentence
A life of innocence and shattered dreams.
Of a broken heart and sorrowful screams.
Of knowing his father's head is not right.
Of unadulterated hatred surviving the night.

A room full of tension, masked with a cloud of smoke.
Of a child, bruised and beaten for laughing and making a joke.
Of sullen faces , never free from crying eyes.
Of a hopeful mother, pleading and praying to the skies.

A city full of grudges and insurmountable mistakes.
Of naive youths who choose the wrong fate.
Of innumerable addicts, indulging to escape.
Of a child's fragile mind, left there battered and *****.

A teen, full of potential
Striving for the best.
Who worked so long
And fought so hard
With no opportunity for rest.

Who faked being happy
And smiled through the pain.
Who remained cool and collected
While on the brink of going insane.

A man who never took initiative
And lives with unfulfilled dreams.
Who finally comes to realize
The world is never what it seems.

Who once had such aspirations
And sought to stand straight and tall.
Who looks back on his mundane life
And his mind begins to fall.

A man full of hatred
And violent despair.
Who never experienced love.
It simply wasn't there.

Who watched as years went by,
Contemplating life he was appalled.
Who never amounted to anything.
He won't be remembered at all.
Sudden, profound realization of the simplistic complexity of the world.  Understanding and comprehending the universe as a whole.  Timeless, ageless, and chaotic.  Every minute piece of reality succinctly interlocking and fitting perfectly in order to continue this insane concoction of life.  This duality of horror and bliss.  

Those who have not been born yet and those who are no longer with us, please guide me through this labyrinth of indecision.  Save me from this monster I call myself.

Human beings are the terminal disease of the universe.  Vast consumption with disregard to replenishment.
Mar 2012 · 984
What Could Have Been
I had a dream last night
About the outcome that
Could have been.

I saw the wonder and
Sheer beauty
That we ruined with sin.

Now bound to sadness
Forever.
Unable to rid myself of
Despair.

Longing for the truth
And meaning of life
We had the opportunity
To share.

Never ending sorrow.
A wound unable to heal.
Punished for eternity.
Happiness forbade to feel.

Deserving of such ramifications.
Punishment won't relieve this crime.
Forever lost in a sea of madness.
Will you forgive me when it's time?

I saw the face of a little girl.
A dream that felt so alive.

I saw the vanishing of
A dream come true.
The possibilities I've deprived.
Mar 2012 · 11
Entwined in Mystery
Good and evil
Lie side by side,

And in between
Is where we hide.

In the shallows,
We dare not confide.

We turn to evil
Look death in the eyes,

And with a flash of brilliance
We see good in our lives.
It is not until you've experienced evil can you appreciate good.
Mar 2012 · 13
Exploration of Desire
Grab my hand.  Grip it tightly and hold it firmly to your chest.  Treasure the few fleeting moments we have left to share together, for it will not be long until I abscond into the surreal and leave you here with only remnants of my whispers.  Exploding, lighting the night skies across all that is seen and unseen.  Immortality awaits.  I hear my name being called upon a distant shore.  They cry for me.  They bid me to relieve myself of the horrors of the known universe.  Happiness awaits the ones who remained true to the word.  Loyalty and sacrifice have given the key to the unknown.  Exploration of limitless desire.
Mar 2012 · 13
They Understand Not
Murderous intent
Glaring upon the
Dreams of power.

Insidious hatred
Gazing upon the
Lovely flower.

Wild evils sewn blankets
Over our eyes.
Masked self perception.
Hatred spewing from their lies.

They understand not
Why they fight.
Such tenacity,
Souls pierced.

They know not
Why they love.
So violent and
So fierce.
Mar 2012 · 20
Eternal Unrest
You can knock as much as you like on the coffin lid at night, when the dead awaken and the spirits arise, yet your screams will remain unheard and your pleas unanswered.  Speak your heart and let it resound true in the moment, lest your desires remain unheard in eternity.
Mar 2012 · 22
Succubus
I recall meeting you,
In a dark dream.

I remember your face,
Now cloaked and unseen.

I recall your transformation
From angel to demoness.

I remember evil incantations
While slipping off your dress.
Feb 2012 · 18
Betray Thyself
I have not followed.
Nor will I ever feel need.
Move forth now young pawns,
Overwhelmed with greed.
Engineered disease
Of our own accord.
Betrayed by ourselves.
A fate we cannot afford.

— The End —