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Josh C DeWees Oct 2013
I am Renegade.
Have you heard of me?
I've heard of you
I've watched you
I've listened to you
You and your disgusting lies
You and your empty promises
Battalions of idiots follow you
Battalions of the hopeless follow you
You spit on the people
You **** in their needy hands
You hunt those who apose you
You don't hunt me.
You know why?
I'm your shadow
Always watching you
I lead the poor
I lead the sick
I lead the dieing and the ******
I am your opposition in the shadows
I am a rebel
I am a Renegade
We are rebels
We are Renegades
We smile as lies are leaked
We laugh at your stupidity
We watch and wait
I am the the idea nothing more
I am not the leader
I am not the army
I am not the weapon
I am the beginning
I am the father nurturing the child
I let it grow by itself
I am Renegade
I am the beginning of the end
Josh C DeWees Oct 2013
I haven't felt love
Not real love
Home is pit of sorrow and pain
School offers empty work
Work is a sacrifice for survival
A cheap girlfriend here and there
A decent one maybe two
No love but misery
Misery loves my company
This is my road
Long a hard
Love still hidden in the dark
Shine a light in the dark
Put your hand in the air
I'm not leaving you behind
I'm looking for you
Day and night
Let me show you
We belong
A kiss
A hug
A cuddle
Come my love
Let me show you i belong with you
All we want is love.
All i need is your love.
Josh C DeWees Oct 2013
The world is my oyster
No its not
Ever oyster needs a shuck
Tell me where mine is?
Another pill
Another suppressant
No
No more pills
A sweet shot of adrenaline
The other me takes the wheel
My devil behind the wheel
My foot pressing the gas down
Another monster releasing
Bloodshot vision
Crimson craving beast

Cutting
Stabbing
Ripping
Tearing
Maiming
Beating
Twisting
Biting

My my just can't lie
Its the love of the chase that created this high
My my I need a shot again
Sweet adrenaline
Josh C DeWees Oct 2013
I've never been close to the holy father
He's never really been close to me either
We have a mutual kind of distance
Looking back i can see why honestly
I am no guardian angel or even angel
I am an undertaker of masses
I am the essence of genocide
I embody mindless ******
I am a Scarlett Angel
Bringing absolution
Bringing blood
I am here now
I am the end
A ****** one
An unmistakeable horror
I am not a fiend though
I am sent at the right time
To end the evil that plagues this world
I break backwards every one of the rapists joints
Like a horror story monster
I devour the mad scientist
I strangle the political dictator
I have no shape
I am here to end it all
I am the blood hound
I hunt evil
I am death
You will come kicking and screaming.
Josh C DeWees Oct 2013
I can't stand the oppression
Never my choice
Never my decision
Never for my good
Enough you made me a monster
You gave me the thoughts
Now you want to medicate and leash me
Like a beast you created

No no NO
I am not your toy anymore
You call me a monster
No i am worse
It is time you met the monster

***** your pills
***** your rules
***** you and the family too

A ***** in the toilet and the clock begins
A deep resonance of hatred
You've beat me long enough
Come on then
Try again today
I am more than ready
Bring it
.
.
.
BRING IT!
Josh C DeWees Oct 2013
To be silent is a gift
To be whole is a present
To be loved is happiness
To be happy is to be fulfilled

None reach my soul
Not like theirs
Destruction and misery a label
Desolation a crib
Sorrow a comfort
Solitude a blanket

A heart of ice
Cold and brittle
Worn by time
Broken by people

A single lament of pain
An angry glare
A goth outfit
A lackluster attitude
Whatever keeps the pain away

A lament in misery
A story of pain
A book of sorrow
A cold forgotten corpse

This lament is my knowledge
From one to another human
I have tasted sorrow
i have been beaten into a hospital
I have lost everything
I have survived
This lament is cold water
This lament is my message
This is my gift a lament of understanding and help
This is a hand to those in pain
This is my lament to help others
My one cold lament.
Josh C DeWees Oct 2013
Honestly have you seen someones eyes
so alive in vivid life
the fire is there
a soul burning in emotion.

Though some have lost their fire
into pain and sorrow they suffocate
no emotion to feed it
battle born to darkness.

My fire never died in this fight.
My fire exploded in ferocity.
My fire is life.
I will help light your fire.
I am a care taker and destroyer.
My fire is love and it heals or burns.

— The End —