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Torin Jun 2016
I was breathless
And you were formless
I watched as you were named
And felt the trees grow
The roots reaching
The twisted limbs
The dancing leaves
I was the soil and you were the seed
Nothing but a soul and rain
That was the way we began our journey
You were shouting
A rose from your throat
I dreamt of the sky
While I slept in caves
Facing gaping holes
And creatures
That was the way we began our journey
The band plays
And the music falls heavy on me
The way these angels
Bring me to my knees
So easily
Torin Jun 2016
We were all nameless when we came here
You tattooed your skin with your fear of death
Its only emptiness feeling holes
And inability to feel whole
Inadequacies

I jump at opportunity
See a void and be swallowed
I'm all that I am
Become a vacume
And a happy martyr
I only want what's best for you
And worse for me

You tattooed your skin with your inferiority
And feel ashamed
As the science and psychology prove your weakness
Is my strength
All that I am
Is good enough
For death.....

You weren't good enough for life
Not without the hand of man
To change the writing
From the hand of god
If you understand psychology, there his a rather brutal, stark, but amazing truth behind those "badasses" cover in ink.  Honest to god, tattoos equal weakness

Me and my brother
Were talking to each other
About what makes a man
A man
Was it brains
Was it brawn
Or the month that you were born
We just couldn't understand

The who
Tattoo
Torin Jun 2016
My god
My love
Is the very thing
To save me
Or destroy me
How many times before?
How many times again?
My god
I've finally realized
I don't want to be happy
Without you
And you don't want to be happy
So I want nothing at all

I am on an Arab beach
Head
With nothing to say
I'm saying anyway
If only I had no name
Only skin
And eyes
You would always know the truth
I want nothing at all
Or
At least if I should fall
It will be with enough force
To leave some sort of impact

Forget my mouth
And my teeth
Torin Jun 2016
Armistice is over
Killing fields full of flowers
I let you build your army
Rock steady, drop bombs
And now its time for me to bring the end

Cheap defenses and lazy art
Heavy cannons in my arms
I can never be the one to blame
Now I am aiming
Even if I cannot say a name
Nameless as you are
Torin Jun 2016
I am the water
I drown in
I am the rapids
With white violent foam
I am the tides
Sweeping away from the shore
I am the water
You swim in
Never knowing
How deep I am
The way I provide for life
Or promise death
I am the water
That falls from the clouds
I am the water
From drying out pools
I am all of it
I am the flood
To quench your thirst
Torin Jun 2016
I am not your friend
I am the enemy
Of the end
That you embrace
With open arms
And open palms
With a name drawn
Onto clouds
And carved
Into skin

Its should be as natural as breathing
But, its as painful as bleeding
No suture for these open wounds
No future
To fate we're bound

I am all you have
I am the answer
To the riddles past
Raven and writing desk
Oedipus answered man
Its all I am
With a name and a face
And eyes that can see
Eyes that blink
And a hungry sphinx

It should be as open as the sky
But, its a dark and dysmal cave
Our hearts become arrows
In truth of the scarab
We shoot wide and narrow

The end of which we seek
Will not be peace
Fall on me now
Or follow me not
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