I've waisted plenty of lives trying to find my peace.
all I've found is HATE, CONTEMP and RAGE.
I have lost many in your wake.
restless and gutless your are a chronic pain in my side.
like vermin, I kill one
there are multitudes ready to replace.
disease defines what great abomination you hold in this world.
grayness of the day's skies add to the gloom.
fretting about the next loss.
security is a relative word.
precautions are just that.
tonight is my sacrifice
too all who have fallen
that they are not in vein.
casting you back to the grips of hell.
the rotting flesh
the screams of loved ones
the gnashing of teeth
IT ENDS N
My nerves are on edge as if
I was to be surprised
I can't steady my self
My concentration is a wreck
The thought of someone lying near me in senseless love
Is astonishing to me
This cruel cruel game of infatuation
Is a distraction not needed
For I am search for
That one and only
That untouched beauty
That reciprocating love
Those kisses on the cheek
That touch of the hand
That passion ignited not by my touch or there's
But by our eyes and only our eyes.
The fire that burns so deep that
A tidal wave couldn't wash it out.
The wanting of one such as this
Has sent me in to a world of
Solitary confinement
Torturing myself w
noise so pure and so clean
mind in another place
distracted and unassuming
washing all the nerves away
an auditory addiction
the very thing that stops thought
yet controls us to emote
making us cry
provoking us to fear
arousing us to climax
noise is a great fog
covering near and far
its never ending
if we could only breathe inward
take a breath of completely and total
SILENCE...
i fade in and out of this world
seeing the evil and the truth
wanting to be equal to you
the light fragments
my world tilts
passing through one of its facets
what is heaven to you
is a certain hell for me
just coasting through the hues
sanity isnt present
tripping and slipping
cascading down this yellow hall
where i fall on the brick that turns into a cliff
i stumble and tumble
in the midst of such disorientation
i gaze at the techno-colored sky
within this place that is my space
drifting from one shade of gray to the next
i finally see that all is not so painful
that all is not so hateful
that all is not so ugly
these
when i was a baby i fell countless times
but she never let me quit
when i was just a kid the scrapes and cuts i got
were healed by her kisses alone
when i came home from school with tears in my eyes
she told me they are only jealous of me
when i was a teenager and heart ache found me
she told me not to worry and held me while i cried
even now when this world deals me an overdose of pain
she can simply wipe it away like none other before her
she herself is what ive learned to call
unconditional love
WINNIE THE POOH AND THE HORNET by 1XIII3, literature
Literature
WINNIE THE POOH AND THE HORNET
violence caged
chaos regulated
storm at bay
these are my angry hornets
ready to defend its colony
and i am they're dictator
all controlled by the wrath of my tongue
letting them disembody any who oppose
while playing savoir to the feeble of my world
THIS DAY MERCY IS NOT ON THE LIST
NOW ITS TIME TO TAUT MY POWER
SWARM MY HORRORS
STIR WITH IRRATIONAL RAGE
BURY YOUR PAIN DEEP
SEEP IT INTO YOUR VEINS
I PRAY THIS WORLD TO BE OURS
I CAST YOU TO BURN THE ENEMY ASUNDER
NO PRISONERS ONLY VICTIMS
My nerves are on edge as if
I was to be surprised
I can't steady my self
My concentration is a wreck
The thought of someone lying near me in senseless love
Is astonishing to me
This cruel cruel game of infatuation
Is a distraction not needed
For I am search for
That one and only
That untouched beauty
That reciprocating love
Those kisses on the cheek
That touch of the hand
That passion ignited not by my touch or there's
But by our eyes and only our eyes.
The fire that burns so deep that
A tidal wave couldn't wash it out.
The wanting of one such as this
Has sent me in to a world of
Solitary confinement
Torturing myself w
noise so pure and so clean
mind in another place
distracted and unassuming
washing all the nerves away
an auditory addiction
the very thing that stops thought
yet controls us to emote
making us cry
provoking us to fear
arousing us to climax
noise is a great fog
covering near and far
its never ending
if we could only breathe inward
take a breath of completely and total
SILENCE...
when i was a baby i fell countless times
but she never let me quit
when i was just a kid the scrapes and cuts i got
were healed by her kisses alone
when i came home from school with tears in my eyes
she told me they are only jealous of me
when i was a teenager and heart ache found me
she told me not to worry and held me while i cried
even now when this world deals me an overdose of pain
she can simply wipe it away like none other before her
she herself is what ive learned to call
unconditional love
WINNIE THE POOH AND THE HORNET by 1XIII3, literature
Literature
WINNIE THE POOH AND THE HORNET
violence caged
chaos regulated
storm at bay
these are my angry hornets
ready to defend its colony
and i am they're dictator
all controlled by the wrath of my tongue
letting them disembody any who oppose
while playing savoir to the feeble of my world
THIS DAY MERCY IS NOT ON THE LIST
NOW ITS TIME TO TAUT MY POWER
SWARM MY HORRORS
STIR WITH IRRATIONAL RAGE
BURY YOUR PAIN DEEP
SEEP IT INTO YOUR VEINS
I PRAY THIS WORLD TO BE OURS
I CAST YOU TO BURN THE ENEMY ASUNDER
NO PRISONERS ONLY VICTIMS
feel like hiding
never showing my face
no attention on me please
this is just a rambling of self loathing
my eyes burn from held back feelings
my heart is weak and near collapsing
where is my night where is my shadow
i want the light to go away
turn you face from me
pay none to the screams
im merely exiling my demons
sadness is written on my forehead
simple things and simple pleasure plague me
hands to hold
company to keep
lips to kiss
im sick with this loneliness bug
i wish i could just sweat it out
but this is much more evil
none the less i shall bury my head in the covers
pray for sleep and forgetfulness
then slumber t
Current Residence: K-NAP, NC Favourite genre of music: metal-deathcore Operating System: xp MP3 player of choice: ipod.... for now Favourite cartoon character: lion-o ( thundercats)
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
AS I LAY DYING, SUFFOCATION, PHIL COLLINS, JUDAS PRIEST, DIO, PORTEST THE HERO..... i think u get it
Tools of the Trade
my mind, penicl or pen, paper or keyboard and a monitor, and music in the back ground
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