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Orion Hernandez Dec 2012
Cast upon cruel two headed snakes
A treason in its own right
Crucified what was last seen as peacefully content
The way that leads least leads best
Spiteful reasoning. So fused with control of ones lost will

Trek on the roads over oblivion that we embrace
Labored over paintings drips down like lighting
Calm as we are, tamed, timid and conditioned to follow
How was I so confined, so tethered to what I was given not earned such as knowledge

Gather all that is matter, all that is consciousness and breathe
Take in evolving oneness within yourself, to truly fly
Floating along with love as your raft.
Orion Hernandez Dec 2012
Who holds our sanctum
Beat the way down
Pause your doctrines, none which have been spoken crawl here

Trace all wailing seirens, only to be caved in by the intensity you create
Theres flaws in our shame
Would you claim otherwise

This bind that we've adapted to
Its not the what our fathers intended
We settle for ****
This is more than an altercation

The battered down flames that refuse to ember!
Grinding gears of a cold machine, where the only glimpse of true wealth is masked in emerald greed
Orion Hernandez Dec 2012
Am I loosing my footing
Restrained from keeping blance
But always seemed to see upright

While we watch it all burn, all fall apart
The world succumbs to waste
As we sit in decency, waiting for someone or something to move us out of the slump

Granted, we are the spoiled fruit
Let common sense slip through our darkened hands and follow your leader to the grave

We'll wash away in this
If this is all we can give we will
And you'll hear one less word from me.
This was more of a song I wrote than a poem, but what the hey!
Orion Hernandez Dec 2012
Sons of perdition speak to me
Carefully weaving, so you dont seem extraneous

Are you awake now?
This feared god burns our bridges
It leaves us dismal

Oh so we skip a few lines
Oh so we dont even mind
Whats the point

Yes we're not the only one
And yes we deem it so
Whats the point

Distant creeds
Speak to me
This was more of a song I wrote than a poem, but what the hey!
Orion Hernandez Dec 2012
Bleeding hopes sapping out
What leads is what will destroy the already lost souls
But whats the fight without true meaning
Tell me the true meaning

Empty crosswalks seem pleasant at night
For no one there to harm
Look closely to the shadows
They'll be waiting, just like they'll always be
Like its always been

Frowning upon the empire said to clear all of our worries, all of our dues. Execpt they just mask pain and feed us blame.
Cant you just connect the facts, claim these cries as ours, none of it fortune but all chewed and what was done
Orion Hernandez Dec 2012
Drenched fabled tales
Consuming this fall of ideals
A lonesome morbid sea I have yet to set sail
These unexploited comprehensions

Leeching parasites that simply rely on our fears
The worry on faceless projections

There's so much more for the world to know
The hidden truths of this demesion and the unknowns the next
Orion Hernandez Dec 2012
Is this what we stand for
Or is this all we can get? Is this all we understand?

When lost, we look for the only answers we can find
When in fact things are just naturally unknown
Why can't we just let some things be

Unable to live without it
We tear ourselves apart in search
Why is this so
For this you look inside

You're broken in shreds, but it's okay, I heal all but myself

The nights last so long, and you can't help but sing in sorrow
The days come so quick, but screaming won't prove a thing
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