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 Jan 2014 lil silver
Sydney Rain
Let it bleed through your veins,
slowly driving you insane.
I think were ******,
but it tastes so sweet.
This intoxication,
this fixation,
I feel the music consume my soul.
The beat matching the one within my chest.
My body slowly contorts into something inhuman,
my true form begins to show.
The animal inside me breaking free.
I need more, more.
The beat like a drug,
I need the lyrics to appease my addiction.
The animal looking for its' ****.
 Jan 2014 lil silver
Sydney Rain
I like feeling this way
I like having a break from the sadness
It's just a good day
I have no complaints
Though I'm still confused
I'm happy right now
The smile is real
Why does my chest still feel tight
 Jan 2014 lil silver
cynthia
Sweet and serene,
alone but complete.
Deep thinking, sinking
into the music of my soul.

My love stays away
it's sad, but i'm okay.
We do what we must
for a cause, so trust.

again,
We do what we must
for a cause..
I pause.

Could it be that we
live in reverse?
As an effect in search
for a cause.

Should it not be
that we live to effect
the lives around us
the earth and all of nature
positively?

Perhaps this is what is wrong
with our Western society,
our obscure perception
of this corrupt projection.

This Western culture,
our political vultures.
The awakening of their deadened prey
is nothing short of forthcoming.

We'll become *Illuminated
,
educated, Enlightened.
This shell which imprisons us is bound
to break.

So pay attention, Your life, Their lives,
This World
are all at stake.
 Jan 2014 lil silver
Sydney Rain
I feel the paranoia growing.
Chewing and clawing at my sanity.
I feel your eyes burning into my back.
And I know you're reading this right now,
hiding in the shadows.
I fear things I can't see.
Maybe it's all in my head,
my irrational fear.
I have my back against a wall,
so I can see all corners of this hell.
I hug my knees.
For I am small and weak compared to my fears.
The shadows breath...
whisper...
swallows me in its unholy fullness.
Tell me...
Why?
Why must it be me you haunt?
 Jan 2014 lil silver
Sydney Rain
I see your face
And I still see the eyes of a friend
But I remember what you said to me
No...
What you did to me
How you stabbed me in the back
And twisted the knife
I can't forgive you for what you've done
You took it too ******* far this time
Sorry
 Jan 2014 lil silver
Sydney Rain
Sweet, tender kisses finally land on my lips. My whole body goes on auto pilot when I wrap my arms around you and I kiss back. Over and over our lips touch, gently. You pull me in closer and I do the same. One last, long kiss before we pull our lips apart. I rest my forehead on yours and we just breath. You pull me into your chest and hold me.
"I love you" escapes your lips
I bury my face into your neck. "I love you too." I mumble into the collar of your shirt. My first kiss...our first kiss was butterflies.
 Jan 2014 lil silver
Sydney Rain
Stab the needle into my chest
Make me numb
Rip out my heart
It doesn't beat anymore
I'm sorry mother for everything
I'm sorry lover for anything
I'm sorry brother, sister
I'm sorry father
Please just cut out my lungs and set me free
Close your eyes and disassemble me
I pretend I'm winning this war for you
But I lied
It's been lies this whole time
I'm not okay
I'm not fine
This is the truth
I'M NOT ******* FINE
I'M NOT ******* FINE
CAN YOU HEAR ME?
RIP OUT MY HEART!
SNAP MY NECK!
CUT MY LUNGS!
STOP MY BREATH!
Disassemble me
 Jan 2014 lil silver
Sydney Rain
I once heard of a girl with a lack of muse,
a broken heart,
a razor,
and a noose.
Is it true that pain can make someone change?
The silence is terrifying.
It screams reality.
Eventually that girl got back on her feet.
Found a refuge in the lyrics,
an escape in the beat.
That little girl grew up.
Knew she had to change.
She threw away the razor.
Even changed her ******* name.
She climbed her way to Sydney Rain.
She wont let go of all the pain.
To keep a reminder of awful days.
To build her up to a better place.
She may still have her flaws,
hell, call them her dysfunctions.
But she built a kingdom all her own,
one she wont let crumble.
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