

...Alone Bathed in SkylightThe sky is fading. Falling downward. Crawling upwards again......Alone Bathed in Skylight
Watch the stars scream by. Watching the black night sky. Dirty city with fading city lights...
...Where do we go from here? Why can't you be here too? Alone, bathed in skylight, I slowly burn and begin to die.
...And the sky is endless, yet pointless Without you.


Lucid ScreamsLost in a permanence of despair Trapped in hell and we're the only ones there Shadows of you burning my heart Shadows of you tearing me apart...Lucid Screams
Mountains of loneliness, covered in fears Walking alone through rivers of tears All alone in these mazes of haze All alone as i begin to decay...
Nothing is true in this world of pain We try to exist and escape the mundane Dying in the fields, drenched in rain But the decay will eat the world again...


GhostsThe World- Fading into darkness Shadows wrapped around me, As if to hiss, "Blame only yourself, you created this...." They keep calling my name,Ghosts
These ghosts, In this empty dimention Filled with hate.
You've been there too.
We all have.
The Darkest Corner of Our Imagination.......
Nothing is here But lost love letters Torn up love songs And a fallen angel, But will he rise again?
He won't. He will fall into an oblivion. He will fall into a screaming voice From a thousand different directio


Wander...As I wander this city, Alone without you, This world is grey, so shitty, And i'm still longing for blueWander...
There's spit on the street And blood on my hands Without your blue The world is so bland
And as I walk the streets Nothing has changed Everythings still there It's still the same
The only thing missing Is your lost soul Cold as the streets And blacker than coal
This world is dead Still as the night sky If I could see I would try To contact you Just one last time Just to hear Yo


VolatileAll that you do, is violence, taboo. Glacial wind, by this time sinned.Volatile
Knife to pierce, fast, fierce. The closest back, stagnent track.
Rotting lies, devils cries. Mendacious relation, red, emulation.
Desolate and dark, cultural mark. The ideas in your head, slowly shed.
After a while,
you'll turn volatile. My finger does sting, from our wedding ring.


neighborMy boots crush the soft snow As I trudge on to schoolneighbor
A guitar breaks the soft silence Wailing out his pain and loneliness His face contorted into the pure Honest mask of concentration His rough fingers demand His last defense into singing Till the strings have no more to say
My lips freeze As I continue to suck cold air Down into my lungs
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When I'm lying in my bed I think about life and I think about death and neither one particularly appeals to me.
Steven Morrissey
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When I'm lying in my bed I think about life and I think about death and neither one particularly appeals to me.
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And it's ok, must suck not to have a computer though P:
Hope to read your new poetry soon. xD
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