O ye unbidden guest, brother of death
You sneak into my room, smoulder my lamp
And you slip my eyes into another realm

My life may be infinitesimal on the cosmic scale.
My actions, and their effects never seen
Not by me, Not by us
But still I exist, We exist
As human beings, as spiritual beings
With an ability to influence like no other
We can change the world, I can change the world
It starts with me, it starts with you
Let us make the changes, influence the world
Knowing it's not for us, but for them
Let us influence those around us, and those around them
On and on, until the world we live in, is no longer the world we lived in

Days left unlived
Truths left unspoken
Pain like this
Leaves a person broken
Hopelessly hopin
For a thing that will never be
But the gods are just jokin
At the expense of me

To think that they would speak of desires and wants so soon, want shall bring disappointment, disappointment will only bring sadness. I've come to this wretched place to speak of a beautiful end for the each of us. Disgusting parasites leech the middle and beginning so ferociously that the end is only going to crash and tumble.
Take time with what is going to take place throughout this burdensome story, or your end will be atrocious.

you drive me crazy
and not in a good way

you make my ******* skin crawl

and I am trying to figure out how
to rip you from my veins

you have always left a sour taste in my mouth
and I am trying to wash you out

but I can't forget the way you made me bleed
when I begged you

no
it never meant anything to you
that's why you never stopped when I begged you

no
please stop
please please please

you drive me crazy
in the "I want to blow my brains out" kind of way

do not touch me again
I can still feel my skin crawl

and I am trying to figure out how
to get rid of you

I wonder what i'll have learned
by the time I meet my death..
Will every second have counted,
or only the last breath?
Money is nothing to the departed.
And when the day is done and gone,
nobody finishes like they started.
What can I take if i can't carry it physically.
And where do I go when i am dead?
Out of all the lessons i've learned
can I remember any without a head?
Am I nothing or everything,
as I walk on earth in the flesh?
I am living everyday wondering,
if i'm just elements among the rest.
Tho I believe in heart-something like soul,
and against this there is no contest.
The wealthy don't have diamonds and gold,
but in wisdom they are blessed.
So I take pride in what I know,
and explore with the curiosity of a child.
I'm trying to ****** the days,
and overcome the wiles.
There must be more to discover,
cause how will the stars continue to shine?
After the morning I don't wake to another,
will I see a divine sun rise in the other side?
The end might be years away,
but it's always lurking near by.
It might even happen today,
or right now, or within the hour.
I don't know and I don't want to,
Some answers are as the thorns of a flower,
some knowledge must be felt or experienced.
There must be some greater objective.
With all I sought I found what best did,
put what's important into perspective.
Things that can never fall apart,
and that i will no longer let be neglected.
Cause i've found the truth in my heart,
I am a soul being perfected.

I'm not living nor am I dead,

Simply laying on a stretcher bed,

I hear voices above my head,

the sound of tears being shed,


I feel my mother grasping my hand,

rubbing my skin against my medical band,

I hear the docter's words in my head,

Waiting for a response, a movement, or a simple breath.


The machine no longer sounds the beats of my heart,

It's monotone, continuous, with no end,

My mother's warmth is ripped away from my lifeless hand,

She screams and I hear it fade as she's pushed away from my bed,

I reach for her but my body does not do what I command,

it lays still, peaceful, like the dead,

but i'm alive trapped within my own head,

I'm screaming, crying, wishing they would understand,


I try to calm my mental stress,

but then heard electrical wiring,

and began to panic within
                                             once again,

the metal plates were placed against my chest,

in attempt to resuscitate, revive, and bring back my soul, once again


There were seconds of silence,

not a single breath,

until the sound of the machine beeping,

That's when my eyes flickered open, once again,


- Izzy **