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Zead Apr 2015
One splashes rainbows before my eyes
                                                               Another tries to save me before I die
What do we want with you
                                                                              As if you’ve ever gotten old
Making the world go down
                                                     Your broken gears will never be forgotten
Clean is what I wear
                                                                                              Filth is what I seek
Is it that I’m really seeking for the grace of God? is it that I’m just too scared to live? What is wrong with me?
                            The narrow gate is wide to me. What is wrong with me?
Perpetually oozing **** out of the only place I can find
                                                              I should have never started this cycle
My best friend
                                                                                                             My savior
My idol
                                                                                                     My best friend
   Who is my best friend God?    
                And why do I care so much
                     He is a joke
                              Gosh dangit!
                                    I want to live in the light
                                                  I want to walk in the Light
                                                                     I desire the LIGHT!
                                                                               God is everything beautiful
What is seen as beauty, truly is beauty:            
                                                                                             one way or another
Your response
                                                                                                           Harmonize
Zead Jan 2016
like as if it ever ended
the fact that lost
as if i was ever found
or else we would just be crazy
and as we all mix eloquence with vanity
we yet, forget to greet in proper manner
to speak with profession and fluidity
be easy going and real... just not creepy
make eye contact and show confidence unlike the breaths you take before and after bed
many days pass by before one finally asks why
and few are that take this question seriously enough to discover new answers
With new knowledge, one wants to share with all
and the select will call him crazy
but they don't know, nor care to see
and the more you prove yourself valid before open ears
the more hazardous you seem
responces of all sorts, from smiles to slander
those who take you as wise, only make you seem cultic
yet who cares what they think? i mean, you've probably saved people's lives
but according to the establishment of subectivity
you're just crazy
Zead Jun 2014
And after all of the things that make you who you are
And after all of the stress injected in your heart
And after all of the time in this life thoroughly spent
You want nothing to do with this world

So intact with this life
So intact with your exhaustion
So intact with this tension
You want nothing to do with this world

You grow from this life
You grow from your past
You grow to the point that
You want nothing to do with this world

So numbing this game
So bland when you’re awake
So great to fall asleep
You want nothing to do with this world

No matter what you consist of
the desire for another place is great
so close your eyes and imagine what will never apply
you want nothing to do with this world

— The End —