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Dec 2011 · 563
Untitled
Ry-el Dec 2011
remember that time
no this one
again you did it again
you learnt this time
you forgot...
you see, i saw it again
relearn, remember when it happened before

now these ******* squeeze out of their seams
emerging from the spoiled core that they leach
they fall into cracks
but trees will not come of these spilt seeds

hugging across the floor-film
of a ****** up photo-shoot
because your using a florescent light
in the dark room

here is your fork again
want to go for another spin?

write a new story, but start with the side notes
squeeze in between the lines
until you get the space
the next chapter is blank
and the whole world is watching.
or write the same story again...
Dec 2011 · 453
Man Over-Bored.
Ry-el Dec 2011
i begged and begged for a lie
so it could keep me at the surface
i smiled and wagged my tail
and it only submerged me
i let the salt into my eyes
and the water preserved it

the depth consumed the air that i breathed
a squeeze by the darkness
and the shadow i believe
the bubbles trickled out
i heard them laughing

alone stranded
and no hand came reaching
an elaborate free-fall
this perpetuated sinking

i take my last gulp of water
see my ideas foaming
they float across the top
i see myself growing
something that will always
stay above
that is
how
i
stick
to
me.
Dec 2011 · 550
Man Over-Bored.
Ry-el Dec 2011
i begged and begged for a lie
so it could keep me at the surface
i smiled and wagged my tail
and it only submerged me
i let the salt into my eyes
and the water preserved it

the depth consumed the air that i breathed
a squeeze by the darkness
and the shadow i believe
the bubbles trickled out
i heard them laughing

alone stranded
and no hand came reaching
an elaborate free-fall
this perpetuated sinking

i take my last gulp of water
see my ideas foaming
they float across the top
i see myself growing
something that will always
stay above
that is
how
i
stick
to
me.
Nov 2011 · 640
between the lines
Ry-el Nov 2011
lie in the place
truth belongs where there is no backspace

i have done so wrong
because the right hasnt been the bulk of what i say

cut out all of my words
and paste what i havnt said

you would get a beautiful image
but this isnt the picture my words paint

static fazes for so long
but clarity must remain.
Nov 2011 · 677
Dis Action: distraction
Ry-el Nov 2011
head in the pillow
my deep breaths filled with this fire in my house
that i must confront
the heat carries the message that i must grasp

let the burning desire of my truth singe my flesh
the part of me that runs from who i am
the darkness that encases the light within me

if i can catch the flame, and hold on to it
mo matter which way the wind blows it
remain the same
ive bee so afraid
it scares me so much becase the truth burns from inside
more and more every day
it grows and grows
i cannot stop it

and the conscequence of building more of this disquised body
for this flame to burn
to keep this false image coherent

just a little bit longer
i let these distractions -the change of the wind
pull me in another direction

but the flame should be in control of the wind
but im too afraid to become ablaze
engulfed in the light that will
make the change

for years the wind has licked away
until i extinguish
but i still remain
become a body only restrained by the rain.

TRULY USE MY FREE WILL AND BREAK THROUGH MY DIS ACTION.
Nov 2011 · 550
why?
Ry-el Nov 2011
log in

-s
  c
   r
    o
     l
      l

down.

this is interesting... no more
. +
. *
. #
.~
. %
. @fter five seconds.....

but i go back to it.. every few hours

i want to talk but theres no one to talk to.

hundreds of friends that dont really know you

log out

log in.....

Geez..
Nov 2011 · 614
Timeless Dialogue
Ry-el Nov 2011
there is only one moment

what I was thinking when I was in it
^
NOW ;-)
v
and What I was thinking Before it
Ry-el Nov 2011
you want me
you trust me                                  you'll even say you love me

to let down the veil, that you persist
for me to be your buddy
so you can keep it  hung above me

like a child you say, let me hang it up ---> xoxo    Rae
come on it'll be great :-)

I can see your face, but you try to look away

but its hard not to stare because you see yourself
standing there

Toro- Toro                      This bull is color Blind

you can wave your flag but your *** will meet the sky

but you can take your *** home, im turning every stone
knock over your tombstone
take a closer look
so I can show you where skeletons go.
Nov 2011 · 892
Counter Strike
Ry-el Nov 2011
ugh im bored again and now i have to read
instead i plug up the 360
and there are hundreds of fools online that i am about to beat

BOOM! goes a frag grenade
im dead and now i have to wait
-this is the time that i stop to think

this game is about who see's who first
shoot that motha ***** down
and make em eat the dirt

but this universe is limited to the power of the mind

so i ask the great mirror
to inform me
a tickle or a feeling
when someone on this planet has saw me
so i can turn around
and duck
and take em out
a steady three round burst
his body takes the rounds
and its energy is now inert

a new ability i have found

im not sure how
but i -magine
that there is an electrical signal set off by a person
sent into the network that we all were born in
I let myself be open to its broadcast
and i turn around and put em on his ***.

Counter Strike

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