Death the silent lover, the carrier of souls.
Death the answer to my problems, the hero of my hurt.
Death the last great adventure, the last conquest.
Death the icy black, the inky lovely.
Death the hollow eyes, the evil grin.
Death the breaker of wills, the destroyer of futures.
Death the uninvited, the unwanted.
Death the lover of razors, the collector of blood.
Death the loser, the winner.
Death the fear giver, the comforter.
Death the beautiful, the dead.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Die
For faker, I hope you like this my friend.
I think about your soft skin and I die.
I think about your sweet kiss and I die.
I think about your light touch and I die.
I think about your eyes staring into mine and I die.
I think about your heart in my hands and I die.
I think about me saying I love you and I die.
I think about you saying you love me and I live.
I think about your soft skin and I die.
I think about your sweet kiss and I die.
I think about your light touch and I die.
I think about your eyes staring into mine and I die.
I think about your heart in my hands and I die.
I think about me saying I love you and I die.
I think about you saying you love me and I live.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Delusional
Delusional to believe that there are people who can think for themselves.
Delusional to believe that those who go against the grain have a chance.
Delusional to believe that we can do anything besides just following.
Delusional to believe that we can break free.
Delusional to believe that we can lead.
Delusional to believe that we are different.
Delusional to believe that we matter.
Delusional to believe that we care.
Delusional to believe that we will be heard.
Delusional to believe we will survive.
If believing in these things makes me delusional, so be it.
I do believe that we can think for ourselves.
I do believe that we can go against the grain and have a chance.
I do believe that we can do anything besides just following.
I do believe that we will break free.
I do believe that we can lead.
I do believe that we are different.
I do believe that we matter.
I do believe that we care.
I do believe that we will be heard.
I do believe that we will survive.
I believe we will rise above 'them'. Do you?
Delusional to believe that those who go against the grain have a chance.
Delusional to believe that we can do anything besides just following.
Delusional to believe that we can break free.
Delusional to believe that we can lead.
Delusional to believe that we are different.
Delusional to believe that we matter.
Delusional to believe that we care.
Delusional to believe that we will be heard.
Delusional to believe we will survive.
If believing in these things makes me delusional, so be it.
I do believe that we can think for ourselves.
I do believe that we can go against the grain and have a chance.
I do believe that we can do anything besides just following.
I do believe that we will break free.
I do believe that we can lead.
I do believe that we are different.
I do believe that we matter.
I do believe that we care.
I do believe that we will be heard.
I do believe that we will survive.
I believe we will rise above 'them'. Do you?
Remember Me
Remember me when I am gone.
Remember me when the wind blows.
Remember me when the rain falls.
Remember me when the sun shines.
Remember me in the thunder.
Remember me in the lightning.
Remember me in the pain.
Remember me in the joy.
Remember me in the silence.
Remember me in the dark.
Remember me when you are alone.
Remember me and I will be with you, Always and Forever.
Remember me when the wind blows.
Remember me when the rain falls.
Remember me when the sun shines.
Remember me in the thunder.
Remember me in the lightning.
Remember me in the pain.
Remember me in the joy.
Remember me in the silence.
Remember me in the dark.
Remember me when you are alone.
Remember me and I will be with you, Always and Forever.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Walk with me
Take my hand and walk with me
Through the forests of demons,
Through the mountains of shadows,
Through the valleys of death.
Take my hand and walk with me
Past the boundaries of our bodies,
Past the limits of our minds,
Past the constrictions of time.
Take my hand and runaway with me
From this place of painted faces,
This place of fake smiles,
This place of dead eyes.
Take my hand and runaway with me
From this place of prison,
This place of of chains,
This place of unbelief.
Take my hand and runaway with me
From this place of pain,
This place of guilt,
This place of pointing fingers.
Take my hand and walk with me
Away from this life.
Through the forests of demons,
Through the mountains of shadows,
Through the valleys of death.
Take my hand and walk with me
Past the boundaries of our bodies,
Past the limits of our minds,
Past the constrictions of time.
Take my hand and runaway with me
From this place of painted faces,
This place of fake smiles,
This place of dead eyes.
Take my hand and runaway with me
From this place of prison,
This place of of chains,
This place of unbelief.
Take my hand and runaway with me
From this place of pain,
This place of guilt,
This place of pointing fingers.
Take my hand and walk with me
Away from this life.
When I see your face.
When I see your face my heart melts. The splinters of ice my failures have hurled at me shatter into millions of pieces, each one reflecting your eyes, your lips, your life. When I see your face the darkness from my eyes is lifted and I can see the light of love shining from your heart. When I see your face all my confusion is chased away, leaving understanding and peace within myself. When I see your face I see the eyes of unconditional passion staring back at me. When I see your face I know what it is to be complete. When I see your face my heart, mind, body and soul become yours. When I see your face I am open, exposed, vulnerable and free.
What Is love?
What is love?
Love is jealousy
Love is passion
Love is pain
Love is wonder
Love is dark
Love is blood
Love is tears
Love is deadly
Love is blind
Love is mute
Love is cheap
Love is priceless
What is love?.........................Unattainable
Love is jealousy
Love is passion
Love is pain
Love is wonder
Love is dark
Love is blood
Love is tears
Love is deadly
Love is blind
Love is mute
Love is cheap
Love is priceless
What is love?.........................Unattainable
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