I pledge allegiance, to materialism Of the apportioned states of America And to the Government For which it hides, One nation Under false pretense, Dividable, with dependability and unethicalness for all
*Note the matter of me replacing god with false pretense was not to disrespect. This is the Pledge of Allegiance, revised in a way that shows more government control, than the control of the people.
We are no longer land of the free We are like lions, locked without a key We conform to the simplest of commands We bow and bend to every demand We pledge allegiance to tradition of lies We refuse to stand up, we no longer rise We are a cancer, one killing millions We no longer care for fellow civilians We are bitter, we have grown separate We rarely help those whom are desperate We are sad, alone, and losing our youth Yet, there are many who refuse The Truth
Another Year Of pain and suffering Another Year Of depression and wondering Another Year Of being fake and hidden Another Year Of living without a vision Another Year That I wasted here Another Year Being lived in fear So here's to another year One more closer till I disappear
Today I saw a bitter truth, one that was ignored for years. People walked by it everyday, and not once greeted it. They were too busy, caring about words from others. They allowed cowards to thrash their dignity. The bitter truth is, we no longer care for our neighbors. We used to talk to them, meet them, be friends with them. Now...now all we do is insult them, ignore them, and deny them. Maybe one day...a new generation can return traditions of old..or just like these notes, be forgotten as time passes by.
I often find myself lost in my head Deep in m thoughts hoping to get ahead When I can't be with you, I'd rather be dead When I can't talk to you, I dream instead Think of these words, when youre lost in thought Think of the smiles and laughs that I brought This isn't my final goodbye, it is made to pass the time So here is a poem, that poorly rhymes And hold on to the image that we've made Please stay away from that blade Hold on for me, cause I'll be home I promise you, you aren't alone.
Can you feel your soul being misplaced? Do you feel your existence being a disgrace? Is it sad, that you've fallen from grace? Fighting for a future you aren't ready to face Living a life you don't even want to embrace Coning in last in this futile race Feeling like a toy that's out of place Trying to remember as your retrace Thinking you're living, buts that's not the case Going too fast, you cant keep up the pace Being swallowed by your very past Hoping that having fun will always last Do you feel it, as it leaves your soul Capturing yourself before you feel whole Swallowed and drowned in internal darkness The pleasure only obtained, how it was so bliss It was all fun in games, till I tasted Deaths Kiss
Frowning upon my reality Looking at the old parts if me Unable to breath, feeling as if I've drowned Feeling the pain and suffering when I look around Fighting for my life, has become my price Yet you never cared to ask me twice
Ignorant to the history of my scars Singing along as music floats off my guitar
Realizing I am the only one to blame Ever so wishing I can reset this game Awaiting the day, he finally let's me fly Living onwards till the day that I die
When the body falls and lands into the dirt Would you care to guess which one hurts? The bullet that killed him, or the scars that bled Ignoring your feelings in these words you read If you were to write upon his tombstone "The boy who always felt so alone" Would you point and laugh, Caring not to cry? Or try to act cool, and tell your friends a lie? As you continue to build a persona of a facade Which is created through media and catalogs A kid sells his should to his very blade Hoping to escape the images you made But when its too late and you think you're brave You search for this kid that's lost in the cave The kid that's to far gone to be saved The same kid you pushed into his grave.
A poem made for bullies, and for those whom do not take self harm seriously.
My wounds go deeper then the ones on my wrist My scars hurt more than the blood on my wrist My tears won't fall, I'm emotionally conflicted While inflicting this pain is my most sincere addiction It hurts so much, I just want to cut deeper Bleeding out, awaiting the arrival of the reaper Scars so deep, I no longer care to smile Wishing I could slip away for a while To fade away, leave my troubles behind Only if the voices in my head were as kind Wishing for the time my body decays That is when I live my final day When family and friends all beg me to stay Most importantly its when my scars fade AWAY