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 Oct 2014
Life's a Beach
Well I'm sure you'd feel haunted
Because you'd want to

And I'm sure you'd feel wasted
Well, that's me* not you

Because I'd go out with a flash of light
And at least I'd tried and I'd stay to fight
For the smallest grain, of the smallest rights,
That can make me feel alive

And I'm sure you'd feel cheated
Though I couldn't fake you

Perhaps you'd feel unwanted
I never meant that for you

And I when cradled a stream of fire
It burnt too close to my desire
Yet still when the ****** put out their lights
I'd still stay to watch yours too

So tonight when we lay awake for hours
Try to slip away the clock and
burn down the towers which have
built a gap between our feet

And Forced a laboured retreat

Tonight, don't think the word defeat
but relight a phantom candle, let a
glow dwindle, continue to thrive.
Tonight is the last night we are alive.

Tomorrow feel wasted,
cheated,
haunted,
forgotten
and Lost

Tonight, accost your senses with nonsense
and slip a away a grieving veil
Tonight feel
Free
Phantom
Pale

And, for now, just
Breathe with me
Grieve for me tomorrow, if you must.
 Oct 2014
Life's a Beach
Beauty trapped in a diamond casket
So cold to touch yet so filled with heat
Your heart's trapped in diamond palace
I want to run
Yet I'm stuck like meat

Run, run, from the golden boy
Run, you can only be a toy
A mind of manhood
Yet, he's smooth as stone,
His heart cased in sorrow
he'll cut down to your bone

Just to see if you're as broken inside
Just to see if he can delight his eyes
You should run, run
But how can you run from

The man of wild imaginings
The man who fuels pretending
Spending of youth
Steal away truth
Feel you're free
Feel you're free
You've never been so alone

Run, run
Unreal and unnatural
Run, run
He's a ***** of the veil
Run, run
Haven't you ever wondered
How his flesh is on fire
Yet he stays the same

Run, run, from the golden boy
Run, you can only be a toy
Run, run, to him life is a ploy
A trap which he has set fire to

So run, or watch yourself burn
in ecstasy,

knowing that you want him to watch.
 Sep 2014
Life's a Beach
Why so quiet?
Screamed the girl
Why not take my head for a whirl?
Rip it off and count the rings,
then fill my face with
pretty things.

So quiet
I'm quiet
Why quiet?
Who'd buy it?

Swap action figures
for barbies *****.
Why the **** is
****** rude?  
Rip out my lungs
fill them with lead.
Attempt to preach to
me who's dead.

Taboo Taboo
The human stew.
And a graveyard landscape
filled the one she drew.
The face they grew was
filled with lies, when
they asked her what
she'd placed inside.

Bide bide bide
your time
Wait wait wait
for crime.
Unmarried tainted bride,
now God's dolls are out
to play,
save the number 666
Lock it deep away.
Pray.

You're crazy now
So lazy now,
You work yourself
to death.
Fill yourself with inadequacy
until your last life's lying breath.

Bereft Bereft
and filled with dirt,
your empathy is as pure
as Kurdt's.
You're so inert.
Don't act so hurt,
assert yourself and
'Pray'.

That your mood for
speech will wash
itself away
in holiest water
Soak your skin
of a sinner's
daughter.

Try to forget what
they've taught her.

Soak Soak
away til
wrinkles fill your
lust strewn eyes,
try not to act
like you're surprised.

Only God's can cure a fate,
which lies within you,
purely innate.
 Sep 2014
Life's a Beach
Watch pulses flaunt their Paper power,
whilst with each new wave the ***
stirs sour.
The undead watch with sandwiched
surprise
As levers creep over their eyes.
Which painfully purge the red to gold
The raw amygdala to cold.

We are all sold
Bought and sold
We paid our souls
To be sold

Sit mute and watch dark deeds
be done, under the all seeing
eye of the son.
Your purity can still be won
So keep your deadly sins
instead
omit within the eighth,
the joy of which you ate;
Too late
fun. Don't run,
Don't jaunt,
Lie down.

Flaunt flaunt
Your purity
Watch society
Crave your
anonymity.

Open a mind
through a blender.
Send her
flowers
candy
peace
and teeth
All to get at
the crease
of cash,
her personal stash.

You will always be hungry.
 Sep 2014
Life's a Beach
Hide inside
Pesticide
Spiders slip
Inside your skin
Strip within
Filled with sin

Oh
Take  me
Break me
Fake me

Oh you
Simmer
Glitter
I'm not without a light
Why fight
Fill your brimmer
You glimmer
Why don't you judge who's
FITTER

Don't be so scared
I'm self aware
It's just your faults I blame

I hide inside your light
I beg you, please don't fight
So tell, what's my right?
So tell me, Will. I. FIGHT?

Why don't you
Hate me
Stake me
Fake me
Forsake me

Don't be so scared
I'm well aware
That we are all the same.

You
Glimmer
Simmer
I hide inside your light
You ask me
Am I bitter
I glitter
Sinner
Oh
I beg you, what's my right?
I ask you, do I fight?

I'm not inside your pesticide
I hide inside your rage

I'm not too scared
I shield your glares
They strip aside my age

So, will I
Glimmer
Simmer
I hide inside your light
Do I
Glitter
You sinner?
I ask you watch my rights

Will you
Hate me
Break me
Forsake me or
**** me

I ask you , it's your right.
I ask you, why should I fight you?
 Sep 2014
Life's a Beach
I like your wooden box
It suits me very well
I hate your clockwork coils
They read: Made in Hell

I tore a red 13
I kicked a clock made of wheels
And unlike your 'English Rose'
I WILL NOT HEEL

I am not a lap dog
Nor nobodies mutt
I'm my own 'selfish *****'
Not just a body's ****


Shut up
Shut up
Shut up

These are my **** ups
Not complete, am experimenting with songs.
 Sep 2014
Life's a Beach
So you're gonna bash my face in
You're gonna '**** me up'
When did hiding behind a Tesco's knife
Point be considered this
Tough
Hush hush little brat
Try to hide your blush
Why did you never listen when
Your mum whispered "enough"

So go on, bash my face in
I thought you said you'd '**** me up'
The first time someone told you that
Enough is quite enough
Come in then, you're 'tough'
Funny thing is you turn to mush
When we take you Tesco shield point
You don't seem to act so tough
"Fak uu"
Hush hush little child
Don't join my queue
You are vile

And, quite frankly, in blatant, Latent Denial.
 Sep 2014
Life's a Beach
So Daddy never loved me enough
Tough ****
And Mummy never drank enough
But her partner did

And I never sank enough
To be seen legit
But I guess
I'll get over it

Cos in the end
Yes
At the end

See at the end
So ******* what?

There's no point to it
If there ain't no good in it.
 Sep 2014
Life's a Beach
So tell me what should I have done
To be different
So tell me what I'd have won
If I'd been different

If I had worked harder I'd be dead
I'd have floated away and
They would have said
"She should have told us"
If I had worked harder I'd be dead.

So, don't be offended,
I think I might be better off as I am.

Cos when you're
Wearing a short skirt
And I have too much
Makeup on
You sometimes just
Can't help to feel like
You've never felt so strong.

So tell what I should have done
When they told me to take it off
Well I know now
What I should have I said
I should of told 'em to
"Just, *******."

But instead I'd whimper simper
Not dare look them in the eye
Why should I care? I know
Profanity is determined by 'some guy'

And who should care for profanity, in our
Society insanities considered
Just
A fact.

Why should I have to feel I lack,

I think I might be better off as I am.
 Sep 2014
Life's a Beach
Pitter Patter on the window pane
I know your mind will never be the same
***** girl, you'll think you are to blame
Do you hear me knocking on your window pain?

You are insane now
You dance with flame now
I clothe your skin in sweat

Your eyes pierced tamed now
You're slain now

But I am not done yet
My stain
I am not done yet

Scoop you out and
Carve you up then throw
Away what's left


YUM YUM

I AM NOT DONE YET

Ha Ha Ha
I bet you're confused
I feel that you're bruised
Don't think that I'm done yet

Don't waste yourself
You're blessed
 Sep 2014
Life's a Beach
And all you can do is try your best,
And all you can hope is that
The rest of the world tries that too

pray you don't bruise easily
And count away your latent anger
1,

2,

3.


And I bet you think that I sound meek
Well I probably do, I'm possibly beat, but
I refuse to be defeated by the hollow
Sad sound of sorrow.

So I'll count my bruises easily

So try to just get by
In peace

Cos you mustn't give to sad
And you shouldn't bow down to the
Bad **** that they play on that
Radio 'just for you'
See you shouldn't give in to sad.

Gotta refind a warm shoulder
Dry your tears
Spill your fears
Lean in and
Find your grin
Again.

I am weak
I'm sometimes meek
But, I'm not beat, because
I refuse to be defeated by the
Sad sound of sorrow,
I'm gonna hear the sun of
Tomorrow

drown that din

breathe in and try

You mustn't give in to sad
You shouldn't bow down to bad

*Just Breathe
Breathe happy hope sad fight
 Sep 2014
Life's a Beach
Paper kites fly with colours of a dye
dipped in ribbons
Hypocrites die
An eye for a eye
yet ******* keep on living

And the sky was cloaked
in glorious intentions
and the world was soaked
in the liars hosts

We're just vessels
We're vessels

And the sky was cloaked
in glorious intention
And the evening wrapped us
in it's own directions

We're just vessels
We are vessels
Of a soul

The sky takes it all
And the evening wrapped
us in it's own glorious
intentions
First draft of a song :)
 Sep 2014
Life's a Beach
You left a note, but she didn't care
Instead she breathed a last trail of smoke
From your matted hair
Surprise, the reaper came early this time
Surprised you could see from the smoke in her eyes

Inhale
Inhale

So she wrapped you up in knotted
grey sheets of white, her eyes now light up from the fear
Of the Night
That the tonight you might bite her
That you might excite her
With your wings of hallowed promises
and peace

Inhale
Inhale

Lay down a wreath
You meant it this way

Watch through the smoke in your eyes
Watch as she swallows goodbyes
Instead attaches you to the chain in her chest
Lays you down in her bed then watches you rest
From a nest
From the floor
Uncertain
at last
She adores you enough

Her Past
Slowly eating her
At Last
The excuse has arrived
Surprise

Inhale
Inhale

The chain in her chest
Becomes the chain on her neck
And as for the rest, that
you chose when
You took a breath

To bereave
To leave
Was to force her to breathe her last

Inhale
Inhale
and
Exhale
The Past

— The End —