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Some say I'm a peacemaker, heartbreaker, lifetaker. But a monster's the name I've taken through the days. If I stay, I endanger all I could be. 'Cause here, only the blind can see. Am I dead yet? No? Well, I will be soon. Everything to lose, like in the last World War. What... - Poetry > Song LyricsTwo nights ago, I was shot. A bullet sunk straight through the heart. Tumbled and tore me apart Before the start of the pain. Intentions that drove me insane. A carcass is all that remains. Euphoria, short-lived inside this dying brain. Undying, the face of regret. Wishing that we'd n...
- Poetry > Free VerseRoutine. It's all about routine in this concrete cage. Leave your individuality at the gate, 'cause in here, we're all the same. Bloodless, lifeless. All cogs in the penitentiary machine. Shuffling mindlessly through the grind, 'cause we're accustomed to it by now. We're all used to swallowing...
- Poetry > Free VerseArs Poetica Poetry is the universe. We think we know so much of it, Yet we have only scratched the surface. It is constant, Always expanding with our knowledge of it. And writing poetry is relief. A release from the talons of restrictions. A calming, warming presence In a blizzard of stre...
- Poetry > Song Lyrics(Back!) Don't run like that now. I only want to to say hi. It hasn't even started yet. Please don't say goodbye. (Come back!) I want to meet your eyes. Look, or blood will be drawn. And even when you turn, you know I won't be gone. No, I won't be gone. No, I won...
- Poetry > Song LyricsHeads up! Better start to listen. Don’t expect to survive this mission. Learn to submit. Our master’s permit it. Welcome to the anarchy. Hey! Rise up for freedom. No emotion. Know you don’t need ‘em. Never unsure when napalm’s the cure. Welcome to the anarchy. Not long ago, you...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe sheet metal slides between my incisors, already revealing a fresh river of red in my cheeks. The taste is cold, metallic. I take the first the bite. Within seconds, the steel shears my gums and teeth with every passing chomp. It's edges dig into my tongue, slicing and scraping my taste b...
- Poetry > Free VerseThere’s no revolting face Taking the place of a macabre mask. There are no deep-seated scars Scratched into the gnarled veins of my Psyche. There’s no empowering emotion Eating away at my internal organs. There’s no discernible reason For me to purposely exceed the speed limit of my voi...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe world in fire. A time we didn’t see. We’ve lost our only road within reality. Remembrance of those days, And stories we withhold. A whitewash vision blazed with the memories, so cold. Nothin’ more simple Than to silence what was known. Realize you can’t go back. Now you’re tra...
- Poetry > Free VerseI feel like I'm free-falling. Like I'm drifting, but not to sleep. Like I'm sick to my stomach, Ready to throw up my heart. Like I'm ridden with a plague of doubts. Like I'm infested with insecurities. I'm drifting. Losing myself in vacant thoughts. Being swallo...
- Poetry > Free VerseI'm a human being, so, naturally, I want to know. I wanna know the meaning of believing and the seething of deceiving. I wanna know emotions and the devotion you gotta have to achieve the believing of those emotions. I wanna know what feeling is and reeling is, and why they always go hand-...
- Poetry > Free VerseIt's coming. Clamor for your crucifixes, Though they can't stop this demonic destiny. Rest with one eye alert, Waking only to halt the oncoming evil. Dress yourself in sinister garb. Become one with the impending oblivion. Accept this irreversible fate. For there is no escape. No ...
- Nonfiction > HeroesHistory has always had its fair share of comedians, all of them sporting their own unique flavor. Even today, the art of comedy is an unbound genre that, while it may seem easy, can be very difficult to pull off with ease. But for George Carlin, a killer, side-splitting performance was just another ...
- Poetry > Free VerseWallow in the wasteland, and whitewash the world. We've only just begun our blotting of the sun. Coming undone, our dearest fears and emotions. Devotion to ending the beginning of all. To watch the fall of the wall of creation. Erased with devestation. Canceled with condemnation. The fa...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe cold steel, it slipped between the cage. Slicing away where the love once was. Ended on the edges of the blade. The blade of our burning, yearning, backwards-turning, soul-spearing, end-nearing passion because You couldn't take another day. Staying was a vacant prayer. I wasn't g...
- Poetry > Song LyricsI woke up early this morning. The clock struck an hour that sunk the day. All these skulls are adorning My lifeless cage. A backwords glance out the window. Saw a songbird. Sung a demonic tune. Tossing me into black throes. But what else is new? Barely just begun. (Slave to this routine...
- Poetry > Song Lyrics“There is no such thing as reality. Just layers of surrealism, laced with the Seven Deadly Sins.” They say “You shouldn’t stay.” How could I turn away? I drove all through the night To view a horrid sight. I pulled into the city Of lustful shining lights. Sins abound, so much ...
- Poetry > Free VerseI'm sitting here On this grassy knoll, Under the branches of the gnarled oak, Watching my flag Wafting in the Autumn wind. Flying high above our meager heads. It's almost hypnotic, That red, white, and blue beauty. Oh, flag. Why must you stand for all that is corrupt In contemp...
- Poetry > Song LyricsArea 56 *static* Don't panic....not a dream....being taken.....Don't think.......is a trick......being shipped to area fifty si- *static* I can hear it calling, signaling again. I'd love to, but I can't pretend. (No, no). Dazed intoxication, secrets left untold. Monstro...
- Poetry > Song LyricsAnother Time to Die (Alternate Version) There was a man who thought he'd cleanse us of our sins. A butchering messenger. He'll let Apocalypse begin. Is it our time to die? There's a man who wants to play. Wants to play as God, and cast us away. It's all his mind, all hi...
- Poetry > Free VerseWhat happened to the days when music was from the soul? What happened to the times when thought was the basis of words? What happened to people who wrote to express, not to fill their wallets? What happened to the passion? The provocation? The talent? The dedication? The determination? It�...
- Poetry > Song LyricsI can't control the need. The want to feed. To see you bleed. It burns inside my veins. The want for pain. Cannot regain Consciousness today. Animal tendencies brewing deep inside me. Can't live normal. Leave it be. Hate overtakes. Blinded eyes. Cannot see. Surrender is the...
- Fiction > Thriller/MysteryThe Ace of Skulls Prologue- They Will Remember Us Barry woke up from a long nap. He felt like he had gone through hibernation with as well rested as he felt. He was feeling cold, though. The blankets probably just fell off the bed during his slumber. But when he tried to reach for that warm,...
- Poetry > Song LyricsThe consequences of our actions will unfold. The fallout of morality, burning so cold. No darker story can be told. (This day has been foretold). Who could've thought we'd be beyond repair? We're not to be saved. No need for prayers. We're gonna die, but in the end, who c...
- Poetry > Song LyricsDon't deny the feeling within. Let it burn its way through the skin. Flint and steel can char to the bone. Scraping away like pumice stone. Crystal sounds calling me away. Voices in my head that want to stay. Snapped my neck like a mouse in a trap. A life lived lost calls a bleeding ...
