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Javier Garza Jan 2016
The root to all my pain is you
You implanted the seed of hate within me
These poisoned tears I shed for you

Born from darkness, you resent me
I am the incarnation of your suffering, of your nightmares
But with a halo of innocence, I was banished nonetheless
The core to all my anger is you

The years went by, and in solitude I was raised
A corrupted innocence I held thanks to you
I watched as humanity showed it's ugly face,
Oh how the flames licked away all that was pure
The world of my hate is you

Leaving behind the stolen purity
I embarked on a road of loneliness and suffering
To seek the strength that you failed to achieve
I became cold and of stone, my pain made me strong
Made me lose my humanity
The monster of my nightmares is you

Even though the years have passed, and now I have skin of steel
There's an empty hole where my heart should be
Still waiting for the day you'll fill it with love
Even if my being will reject it, and my body will shut down at the unknown feeling
To have known that at least a little bit of love was held for me,
Would have been worth dying
The reason I'm scared to love, is you
Javier Garza Dec 2015
Tis better to have loved and bled, than to have never loved at all. For if you bleed and weep for a broken heart, at least you'll know you're human. If you never bleed, never feel a pulse that resonates from within for another, then you would have been made of stone; you would have never truly been alive.
A Shakespeare quote with a little tweak.
Javier Garza Dec 2015
Love will either shackle you in misery, or liberate you. It's a double edge blade with two possible outcomes. The better of the two isn't always the one that pierces our hearts.
Javier Garza Dec 2015
That my beloved friend, is the cruel and twisted puzzle of life; do not fret however, for you will one day see the silver light and warmth of joy.
Javier Garza Dec 2015
Corrupted innocence
Such a depressing thing
But its true
It's hidden behind silver scars
Bubbling behind unshed tears
Burning beneath tiresome lies
Living within the broken souls;
The disgusting taint,
Of the young Undead
Of those sullied by humanity's
accursed paint,
Is always there
It's always here
This corrupted innocence
Ok, so I'm not sure why I even wrote this, it just happened but it's about those young victims who have suffered ****** abuse, this being "humanity's accursed paint". This isn't my best work but one I felt like I needed to do. Hope you guys caught my metaphors.
Javier Garza Dec 2015
Inspiration is a fire that burns from within. Just let the flame be born inside you and have it course through you to ignite your world.
Javier Garza Dec 2015
Tired of fighting
How much more till my spirit shatters
This painful  lie, it crushes my soul
Just wish I could fly, fly, fly!

Tired of running
My legs they hurt, my lungs scream to stop
An outcast from the beginning, why not give up?
Why not give in and die, die, die!

It's all hopeless it seems
This tunnel never ends, the light I never see
These chains just will not shatter!
But I have hope, hope and desire
A desire to smile!
A desire to live, live, live!
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