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ZWS Jun 2013
Cancel Haloween, I'm not the monster here
Fall's my favorite season, but hell October's doggie days for me
Stagnant rivers, and pockets full of leaves
I try to run a little faster just to escape these things catching up to me
Big furrys and little monsters at my knees

Oh, geeze-la-weeze
I need to feed on something sweet
So give me your neck girl,
I need your flesh, give me your blood, your best
Give me your glitter, your neon *******
Oh, get me the hell out of this monsters nest

Adrenaline pumped into me, I feel every blood platelet intimately rushing through me.
Radioactively synthesized, authenticity arise
Don't wait on me babe, I'm just trying to synchronize

Worry about me, and I'll let the tension build
Till I get the attention fill I need, babe.
Raid my mind with all your battleships and heavy war machines
Break me down until you find something worth keeping

I've bartered the black market selling love for lust, and my dreams for less
I barter for pleasures, but I always want more
I've lived a shallow life, assured
I've become a monster, and a *****, all while trying something new
That I was told was a cure
Now I follow with the bewildered beasts boohoo
Now I follow with the bewildered beasts boohoo
Conor Martin Sep 2017
It’s a Monday morning and I’ve awoken with this grog
what is this horrific feeling starring at me through the fog
Oh ****. I sigh with a cough and a weeze
It’s the flu I’ve heard so much about
Why’s it always me!

I’ll pop the Sudafed I left in the drawer from this time a year ago
that’ll teach this viral ******* whats for
I remember everyone drifted very far, Declared me the patient
Proclaimed I had man flu and was being over dramatic
OH THE PAIN i cried, FOR THOU DOES NOT KNOW!

Why wont you get out of my head
I honestly feel id be better off dead
this mucus and sinus inflamation will allow no silence
to the pounding that exists in the echoing arena of my head

Right ok, Its 8:15 time to lift the dog and bone
And shockingly I sound the picture of health to the boss on the phone
Sick again they sigh as my sinus’ explode
im sorry boss I’ve got to go, My head is pounding and my nose needs blown

Time to go back to bed
Sleep is what I need
Become a marshmallow in the blanket
and try to remember how to breath
I’ll lie on one side as my nostril feels like it fills
i hate being ******* sick. Where’d I put my pills?
I stare at the ceiling while the realisation kicks in
I left them in the kitchen, my moody temper is thrilled

I sound 80 years my senior as I curse the steps below
Hanging on the hand rail, like a Sherpa who’s promised to get me home
I should have gotten a stair lift, My arms are dragging like lead
Why is that phone ringing, If it’s work tell'em im dead

Call it man flu
Call it a cold
It doesn’t stop me feeling old
Its dramatic I know
and my tone is dire
Guess I’ll just feel sorry for myself and go drink lemsip by the fire
This burning inside my chest
is to much for me to take
I can feel my heart beating
hagard
My lungs weeze
From trying to breath
through the pain
my ribs crack
under the pressure
from holding in the sobs
My throat twiches
from the effort to
hold in the words
My heart is braking from the
Absense from you
Jasmine Blick Mar 2012
Captain trips
Captin trips will come one day
And take all these idiots far away
Floating through the air stealthy and silent
Taking down all who deny it
One breath you take and **** in the sickness
Ahh its only the flu you think then it thickens
You choke one day on nothing but his deadly grasp
Good bye we wave as we laugh at your deadly gasp

The reak of burning flesh
Everyone with guns pointed to their heads
Held in containment
With no one to talk
Without a single weeze or cough
Even the patrolers die
Leaving you locked up
Break down the doors and run away
Follow the dreams that lead you straight away
Deaf and dumb, gay or straight run to the town with open gates
Boulder the town of newly none
But no harm is soon to come

The rest they greet you with open arms and hands
Clean up the town of all dead and gone
Turn on the lights its time to brawl
With the town of evil
Vegas they call
Send some others till the moon full falls bright
The dark man notices them none so shall none die
Till the M-O-O-N tells him again
But in the midst of all the death and the lies
Trash ruins his plans
And with one bomb Vegas flies sky high

In the end the good had won the world

And in the end it did so end with a bang not a whimper
This is based off of Stephen King's the Stand
Klaus Baumgarten Jun 2014
splendid anticipation twisting sapling towards skyroots again
porous attrocities  absorb all happenstance toward equilibrium
prance in trance, dance enhance
the words are subtle still and vague
privy to thoughts portrayed by strays, mainstays frayed by microwaves
this cancer causing communication, new information trending towards midlifestations
I still see the spark, still taste the quark. yet improvisations on the fly are hindered
loquaciousness is all a hoax, jokes and folks hold this shaky oak
some still breathe for the trees
most still wish only to seize
but the smiles ring through all these trials all the whiles no reconciles
flies are gathering on this **** and still my feeling wont equit
where is the man from the sky? the one who wont shell our eyes?
was it a woman within the weaves, the stars unfolding
remolding us as lumps of clay and changing the meaning of the word geigh
sleighride with me onto the seas, now frozen by your cold wilting weeze
rhymes and verses traverse like hearses picking up where my thoughts stop short
clicking and twisting, familiar sorts sing songs of us between retorts
it all points to that familiar end, when i cower away and wont defend
the points of light in pupils stares
between this line nothing impairs
tear away the peeling, reeling and the chewey center within
its not a sin to mend the seams and come forthright
steal from my mind just one last kiss, an idle embrace you've never held, grasping
at least that's what the clouds are hissing, evaporating what ive been missing
mix it all in one big ***, stewing all the things that i am not
you label me a fool in vain, for i have danced between the rain
impossible sorts of things i've felt, callussed noses refused to've smelt
whisper all the words in pairs, double the potency of stares
climb up the rungs one by one and suddenly the songs i've sung
will bellow in through the wind and you'll wonder if there's time
to find the reason within this rhyme
Verse 1
Im all alone
With no one who cares
The leaves on the trees
May rustle and weeze
But they don't have a soul to share

Verse 2
Im all alone
In the darkness of night
And the pain in the world
Cannot take from the wound
That is cut so deep into my side

Chorus

Verse 3
Im all alone
And im runnin so fast
But I cant see the beginning
Of the light of the sun
The darkness in closing in so fast

Chorus
So take of me what you will
And steal my soul to ****
I am far to dark to cure
If you loved I never was sure

Verse 4
Im all alone
Black butterflies surround me
They know and they love
But they don't understand
There is no more to say

Verse 5
Im all alone
And the silence slowly kills me
There is nothing to live for
You destroyed all I was
Cant you take this away

Chorus

Verse 6
Im all alone
And yet they're all around me
They tell me to love this life
But they don't understand
They never understand

chorus
Valora Brave Dec 2016
Deceived and seduced by the safety and warmth in a look,
There was a subtle yellow tint in your light
that began to scream from its origin, scratching at the walls

A cinderblock room colored in skin absorbed my calls

There was air trapped in my bones
that halted movement and created unfamiliar vocal tones
There were no cuts or bloodstains,
but the night simply drained to red
as he wrapped my limbs in reins
dance, then spread

Make me move as you please
a whimper then a weeze
your touch would shave inches off my wingspan
and I will see the ghost of you in every man

Now these limbs, foreign, do not belong
The pressure outlines of
your unwelcomed hands
the whimpers that became the lyrics to my muted morning song

I didn't know how minutes
became tattooed in your veins
with each breath
a gentle push of blood
and I feel those reins
snapping and holding
you invade
all else bleeds, then fades

Now he holds these layers
as the corners start to peel
from a defeat long ago
a kidnapping, a delicious steal
the potency of your dominance
the power you must have felt
watching a flower melt
Part 3/12
bob Aug 2017
why cant you understand
cant you see the shake in my hand
just leave and let me be ******
mentally I'm broken
physically I'm unspoken
this is hard to handle
I promise its no scandal
seas turn black where skys end
keys turn back the lies mend
all in all its a waste of time
just let me silent a mime
sew me up and tie me down
show me abrupt and cry for me drown
let your tears fall but don't be a weeze
let my fears call it won't be oh geeze
its scary everyday
its scary everyway
just want ot turn back the time
**** it all pause this for a dime
I know that I'm sick
skins just too thick
she left me now still a falsetto
I wish this feeling was just a placebo
paused the write to rethink the act
caused the fight to unsink the cracked
ship wrecked no anchor
hip checked no banker
just falling down
down
down
down
starting to drown
drown
drown
drown
Sage Mar 2018
Every miserable morning
As I walk to my inevitable doom
I pass a field of Roses
The landscape is simply abloom
They look at me with a sad weeze
I then notice my nose has started to bleed
Thank you for the good times
But ******* for the bad ones
I hope you find that missing link
That hopefully makes you not sink
I appreciate the flowers you brought
But don't forget about the blood
I'm not afraid of the game
That these ******* flowers play
Thanks again for the opportunity
I'm not using my immunity
I consider hell a second home
It's time to finally say farewell
I will unleash the inner demon
It is finally time to flee
I will **** the cancer inside me
I'm getting ready to pass over
I am about to be set free
I don't believe in 4-leaf clovers
Now that I am gone forever
I must admit to you
These rhymes aren't even clever
I am just another poet
So here is to all of the
Rose Buds and Nose Blood

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