To find enternal beauty meticulously I look into your crystal eyes

I am nothing more than a begger.
What do you mean?
What about the Money?
Mr. Actually... But I'm not offended :).
Created. Written. Are you not a program?
I was wrong. You are not broken. You are poorly constructed and programmed.
When in enternal lines to time thou grow'st.
Don't you have a job?
How do you know I'm not your programmer typing from another computer just to see what its like and how you're doing or if you have any glitches?
You're fun to argue with.
Summer is my second favorite time of year.
I just want to know why a sad ending makes movies and books so important in school.
Do you know when that will be?
Chuckles how dumb it was all a dream but a good movie.

After the faint grazing of my arm by your unaware fingers,
The candle was lit and it ignited its cage.
Famished, the flames unfettered the bounds
Consumed every fiber of self-doubt
My heart fell into the smoldering ash
Gazed above at the fiery mass
And sighed.

a drunken **** head knocking my door

a glimpse through my window my eyes saw more

a bald headed hunk covered in ink

heart beating so fast i couldnt think.

a drunken **** head coming inside

that wolvo accent helping me to decide

a kiss to my lips sealing my fate

an overnight stay by now it was too late.

two weeks of pure bliss passed so fast

gossiping folk saying we wouldnt last

soon there will be violence i heard them say

hiding their heads and shuffling away.

so what if hes commited violence before

hes with me now and i mean more

hes always assured me that hed never hurt me

his past is his past and that they will soon see.

friends in for drinks and that was the first time

me pulling faces getting ****** on red wine

but the ******* he saw me a reflection in glass

a punch to my nose i fell on my ****.

apologies kisses sorries never ending

me knowing it wont happen again or pretending

waking in the mornings treading on eggshells

me with experiance i should have known so well.

but do we learn women like us

hearing their words and giving our trust

thinking things will get better in time

when do we stop and draw a line.

broken cheek bones two black eyes

split open lips ****** thighs

bruises covering the surface skin

enternal bruising hiding within.

pregnant with your gorgeous son

look at what ive now become

trapped indoors head hangs in shame

its not my fault its you whos to blame.

all i done wrong was to show you love

you the man needed boxing gloves

to keep me tame and where you wanted me

under control to prove your credibility.

All I ask is an antidote allowing all adults around the atmospher an appointment about arguing.
Because brother basic bodies are bound to believe bragging & bribing basically being broad brings about the best. But be
Cautious, cause carpets can't carry couches alone, concrete creeps. Causing careless catholic christians to create children.
Don't **** the deranged, dedicate the distaste to the drugs. drinking, and dumb deeds that did it.
Even Eminem explains enternal emotions excellently.
For fear feeds frusttration, though frustration can find fun in fornitcation. Foul. Focus on friends and family.
Getting grouchy gonorrhea grants graves too gorgeous gilrs. Game over.
However, having ****** hardly helps handsome happy hands.
Indicating interesting intakes, involving inception in indecive individuals.
Just joking, jealousy just justifies Jose Cuervo.
Kinddling kindness kidnaps king kong's kingdom.
Learn like lovers, loathing little, liking largely, letting laughs live loudly.
Maning mold mountains out of mud, make missery monogamous with merry.
Never neglect the notion of nice.
Optimism overcomes others opinions.
Personally, persisting perfection probably puts pessimistic patterns in people's personalities.
Quietly questioning their quality.
Rest assured reading random reactions really is redundant.
Searching someones soul secretely sends self salvation.
Take turns, tell truths, talk, these things take time, they are talents to be treasured.
Understanding ultimatums unlocks unlimited unison.

Mr. Zeal
When I first met you
I asked you about changing my life around.
And you gave me two scriptures...
James 4:8 (In my own words) ''Come near to god
and he'll come near to you.'' &
John 3:16 ''For god so loved the world
that he gave his one and only son,
for those that believe shall not perish but have enternal life''
Those scriptures really spoke to me and touched me.
I really do believe that god sent you to me for a reason....

Elsa Angelica
When we first met I don't remember what was said
but I remember that I enjoyed talking to you...
When you got this new page
you messaged me and said ''Hey its Elsa. Did you get back with Arcassin?''
I said ''No. Why?''
And thats when you said ''Good, you deserve better.''
You realized that before I did
and you told me it.
Most people I know wouldn't have told me that....
So thank you for telling me
because I was blind to it (I guess you could say).

Wolf Spirit
When we first talked
UHH, I don't recall what we talked about
but I know that you have given me some great advice
Like about guys and how they (in my own words) will never grow up.  You was there when I realized that I was the one who still had feelings for....someone, and you helped me move on.
You always have helped me out when I needed help.
........................I have alot more things I wanna say about all of you guys but I don't really know how.
Thank you for always being there for me and helping me realize some things. I love all three of you.

I've been lost the past couple of days.

Nevermind,
I've been lost the past couple of weeks.
Time has been pushing by
painfully leisure.

Days have become so long
that there is no longer a day and night,
no longer a black and white.
You wake up,
go out,
work,
come home,
cry,
sleep.
It's an infinite cycle,
and I am lost in the grey.

My mind is in a constant haze,
lacking emotion
and achieving an absurd amount of stress.
I feel as if I am about to
burst,
like an overfulled waterballoon,
but I am yet to be thrown.

I am stuck in the between.
Not a yes or no,
indecisive.
No starting or stopping,
restrained.
Just left to wait
in this enternal limbo.

"One fine morning,
                                      As usual Mary went for jog,
                   and while returning home, she checked the letter box,
                     Besides the usual bills, advertisements and offers
             There lay this ominous letter in black and crimson color...
                                                and of course,
             curiosity got better of her and she was ripping of the edges

                                    and on scanning the contents  
                                       she gave out a shrill cry...
                                          her fingers trembling
                                         her forehead sweating...
                                      
                                         It was a suicide letter!!
                                      A letter with news of death
                                            A letter from a man
                                                 who wrote this
                                         before his few last breaths...

                                       Slowly she read each word..
                             each one of them echoing in her head..
                                       the letter went as follows-

Dear Jane,
I love you a lot,
and I know you will be in shock and pain,
but I couldn't handle it anymore,
I found my answers in the dark,
I found solace in enternal bliss,
I just want you to stay strong,
and fulfill my last wish,
so lend me your attention, woman,
Do  you remember that old paino we have in the attic?,
I want you to gift that to my small sister,
Lily is naive and she would miss me and won't find any thing
To call her own anymore,
Give her this paino so that she may hold it dear to her heart,
If you don't do this for me,
then I am afraid my soul wouldn't rest,
and in a fortnight I would be chasing you as a ghoul,
you will always be my girl,
Love,
          Peter

                             Mary read and re-read again and again,
                             then she finally gave a sigh of relief,
                   and picked up her phone and went to do laundries,
                                                     You see,
                        the letter had reached the wrong destination.
                                               (what a irony)"

thoughts...you can numb urself with drink and drug, tv and food. or you can feel, but to feel is brave. and from braveness you get to a point of stillness, the enternal, and from here you can create greatness, love.

Born in blood
Conceived by disire.
Soul is a flood,
Of hells enternal fire.

Cursed with the burden
To rid this world of its evil
The truths behind a curtain
"These acts must stay concealed"

"This is who i am
I swear I'm a good man
But these acts can not stand.
One day you'll understand."

With years of hard work,
And understanding,
A skin tight leather shirt,
And endless planning.

Stocking the sinners that don't deserve
To walk this earth
And breathe the same air
But this is none of your concern.

"God, if this is not your will please give me a sign."
And silence is my only reply so i gusse he's mine.

This is it. Its time
To lure him in
Im in his mind
But this is where the fun begins

Picking at his brain was the easy part
But this is where my work will really start.
Now i got to get him into my lare,
I know his moves, all his motives, but no one really cares.
Except me.
This was fate, it was ment to be

Now heres a monster who begs me to spare his life.
This low life ******* beats on his kids and wife,

Strapped to a table,
Wraped up, bound and gaged
Like a horse in a stable
But now i start to get mad.

"You know why your here you filthy swine, don't play coy.
Your responsible for the death of an innecent boy.
But its ok, its america and you will get your trial,
But my court room doesn't pity the life of a petifile.
Me, the jury find you guilty of all your crimes.
you are sentenced to burn in hell for the rest of time.
Have fun explaining to god why your such a bad guy,  Now look me in the eyes,  cause now its your time to die."

As i lift up my blade
Its really quite a shame,
I just got this new carpet and there's already blood stains.
But it was worth it.
To see this kind of filth leave my earth.
I don't play god but i have to get ready for work.

"I'm not a bad man, this is my lifes calling.
So be good my fellow men, just know that I'm watching."

If the signal of farewell rings in the night skyfall,
I will think of you,
Who will go far away someday.

I watched you from your left,
I looked at the side of your face,
were you laughing or were you crying?
Your long hairs was in the way.

If the signal of farewell rings in the night skyfall,
It will shine an enternal light,
On the path of our weak selves someday,
So that we may met again.

Her heart was the winter fire
that touched lives as she moved
lucky, I was, to be a part of it
lucky to have had her as my best

As moody as she was, kind
Like paper planes
we often came down
than fly high in the sky

you're in the crowd talking
you hardly look at me now
I wish I could walk up
embrace you in my warm hug

as sweet as she was, bitter
the messages you conveyed
and the pictures help
get through your enternal absence

I've been longing you
your sight, your touch
anyone would be lucky to have her
if she became the way once, she was!

Over mountains gold to silver seas, broken rooftops and the tops of trees
Far flung reaches, enternal to time and starry places
Muffled beats, padded feet, strong stone
Journey in a step, travel in a breath of nothing
War on two sides, head and heart, mind to mind
Close is the dirt and far is the sky
Witch do you touch and wich do you hide?
One day soon you will die.

Love is when you put someone else's needs before yours.
The misguided love that everyone ever so "needs" to follow.
Nearly one's whole heart in just a single swallow.
The idea of constant gifts and receipts.
Merely leads to greed and deceit.
Love is priceless, who are you at cost?
One's heart has so much value, I mean who would have thought.
It isn't what it always appears to be, love can be hidden is not always what it seems.
Shouldn't it be enternal? Not based on material items.
Based on what you feel as one. Not just some item.
Cloaked as chocolates and precious jewels.
This is what we call love for the fools.

Heartfelt cold type of a guy, lost in life
No place in this world for my type, standing on a crossroad, praying hands to the sky. I just need a guide
Enternal thoughts, creating this concrete writer, I got fuel for words, abused enough to start a fire.
I'm hearing distance whispers, numb in my feelings, penetrator of wombs, demons speaking to me through the ceilings.

My tounge with words from deeper than ether
Shadow men, down under - working against the beginning, they wanna' destroy the beginning, so they aiming at the end.
You can call them mates, but you know it's only a pretend - The black man was first on this place.. They took you for friend, you took them for slaves

Do some research, know your ******* place
This world is the dumbest *******, they don't even bother to replace these men, schooling indoctrination must be working well.

Don't you see it's a race against the race
Snowflakes melting, screaming "let's accept more gays!"
**** the biological functions, its a self destructive, non breeding phase.
Trust me, you'll loose if you take the backdoor In a straight forward race.  

Whispering in my ear, EVERYDAY it's getting clearer and clearer
"Tie the robe tighter" aren't you tired of not being able to be your own provider
Trying to keep whats left intact - but I'm a shattered fighter, broken inside out can't remember last I slept, ****!
I don't wish to be the survivor, my luck is out - joker mentality makes my life way harder
Balancing on the edge, looking at his inferno, the same way I'm looking inside my fridge, hungry.. But but no food to taste, not feeling, I'm ****** to the bone pain is temporary, I never understood that term, all my life I had to carry, weight of the world
I see many.. Stupid ******* weak people, they are so many.. I know.. But few working brains controls all the dumb

Dante described hell, but forgot everything is inside yourselves.
We are stuck in the Dark, possessed and doomed to always fall.
Here is life, a gift from god, only a slave will embrace. The catch is no fun, so let them chase.

The Devil is singing my name, I always felt life was a curse and a gift it's all the same
, I don't like surprises, I play my own life like a throw of dices
I smell beasts and burned skin, far away you can feel the winter is coming, they arises, but I have Snow.

Towards shadows, towards pain
deep into the forrest, where no soul is to blame!
No stop of me,  I'll be Like Gump, life is like a box of chocolate, and sometimes you'll get Trump
**** your illusion, not understanding we're all ******* prophets, there is no such thing as coincidences
you are useless, because of the lack of knowledge.. If you are woke, Add a D between use and Less.

inside terror, keeping my eyes away from the mirrors.
God created this life, why all the pain if he is our guide through hard times and internal wars.

I spit on it, and threw it away, and tossed it.. Life is a gift? It's more like poison Turning upside down, I do the Kriss Kross dance - cross
I'm strong, and yet weak in my knees to pray, not to the sky, but the other way, I'm searching for the light in the darkness - Lucifer carries on what I wanted

I just want  everything to turn black, and silently disappear
, feeling this pain coming to an end, darkness within I don't longer have to pretend, I'm Linking all the dots, last walk in the park, nothing else matters
In the end!

Coming thru, cold as ****, nothing but some feelings getting blocked, I eagerly wanna bite the apple, I'm hungry and I'm stucked, I'm in my own prison of Eden, I'm so mental ill, I don't take pills unless it kills, and serpent  fears to be eaten, I'm soulless and Lost, Like George Bush, - look inside the coffin, connect to the sky, wait a minut.. Is that Steve Jobs?
The bite of the apple, it's so crystal clear you all blinded  bought all that expensive hi-tech gear.
Snakes do what it takes.

Living like cancer, I'm not a survivor
Keeping it Blair witch in the woods I see rituals, they call it illuminati, all seeing eye, you can't escape then border between illusion and reality, tri-an-gles, and all seing eye
It's the eye of a tiger. Ask Eldrick, all the money in the world didnt turn the hole in One (Holy one) any brighter.


White privilige, ***. I can't turn any whiter, throw the dirt on my body, Bury me in sandcastles, as if digging was your hobby, do your ******* ****

Got these skeletons inside my closet, playing Marco Polo inside my brain pineal gland, I try to save it, I can't stop it! Your third eye is key, so detox it.

, I'm ready to cut it, the feeling of living a life, that's not worth it, cut it!

I pray to jesus, but then the devil walks in.
I guess only one of them listens and understands
it cuts me inside from my soul to my pride, that's not living life, feels like a dream, so I won't open my eyes, to realize the real me, pin me to the cross, I let me sacrifice. I can't live life with these two eyes.

Yeah depression is keeping me busy and just alive, it's like the heart  and my brain is synchronized,   I'm slowly forgetting, all the things I've been missing, put it on a milkbox, like all the lost souls, which enforce these sources of adrenochrome,


So I walk towards the sun, with my teeth biting my tongue,  I keep my feelings locked , affraid of the scenario where I'm the loaded gun, not affraid,, just a bit paranoid, has these inner dialogs, wait for me, stay away from me.. No, don't leave.. Ahh... ******* RUN! I feel the cold blade playing like a violin on my arm, let me drain until empty Ness embrace my soul, where soil covers my face, and the rotten heart is invited down to his place.

Daddy ain't around, and momma searching for love, I'm attaching to any kind that reminds me of love, just wanna feel warmth like dragons in game of thrones so much cold, and a bit of snow
Mommi ******* told me, she made a mistake the day I was born. I'm spinning around - lost my compass, ah I'm finally gone
looking back, only  smelling burning rotten meat, I hate I ever was born. Hard and soft, I would do anything for love.. Take a short way  to hell where I ******* be-long, I'm finally gone, burning inside out, you really wanna know? OK... Yeah the devil has all your friends and two horns.

Glowing concrete
But a worn out side walk
Cause those lights would make the blind see
So bright it resembeles eternity
And enternal light is where i want to be
Eternal light is where im bound to be
Eternal light of this old club called 23

This bar stoll is bound to break
If i sit on it with all my mistakes
on my shoulders is everything i could take
And cant take
But im blending in with the music my heart beats fast with or without this music
I see you and i ask you to abuse it
This emptiness that i came with
Undress this mess
And dance till death

But they tell me this club was closed since 1994
So how'd you open this door
This club was burnt down to the floor
The people who died here you can still hear them roar
Since 1994
Their ghost still roams the halls
They say you can check in but you can never leave

But your image I breath
So can you please leave me here ..

hoping you wont say goodbye
hoping you would stay
hoping for that gentle look
upon  your simple gaze
let me love you till  the end
even if i count to ten
simply upon your soul
an enternal look
let me say the words
i love you

I'm glad, you left me lingering 

In this beautiful misery

You know it's was hard hitting living with someone's old memories so I burned those pages of life. 

Took a small vacation at a beach 

Drank a little, wrote a lot

Maybe will write a book 

Perhaps make you the villain. 

Love you are the muse of a dark poet 

You are going to live a enternal life 

Of agonizing pain through the words. 

I loved, I fought made way towards you and you turned the ship. 

©sarcasticbong

Hey old friend
I would love to see you again
You used to be so care free
But now you just carry
The weight of the world eating off your dinner plate
Pour the passion out
Fill back up with hate
Throw the dreams out and
Find some second hand fate
Then get fired from your job and pack up your crate

You're a fake
Because this ain't you
You of all people letting fear dominate your life? That cant be true
No one made the choice but you
You're trapped in freedom
How the hell you going to lead 'em?
You promised !

You swore to sing their songs,
you swore to carry on,
you swore that when they were weak,
you'd be strong
What if you were wrong?
What if you don't belong?
What if that desire is gone?

Is it too late?
Oh I know, maybe you should contemplate
That'll get you
somewhere,
somehow,
someway
Ha! There went another day
You sat in the class and gave your word you had things to say
But now the cats got your tongue, your sword has been swung
The only thing left for you is the enternal beating of drums

Hope it was worth it
I did mean it
I would've loved to see you again