Within ten paces I sit.
Within reach, yet far beyond.
Can I hold.
Can I feel.
Forbidden from the touch of the one Ilove.
Within ten paces I sit
I reach within nine.
Too short to grasp.
Denied the truth of what I feel.
I see what it could be.
Know where it could go
Yet denied are the feelings that we have to share.
Nothing to hide, yet everything to lose.
Tell me the truth.....
Do you love me too?
Slowly it flows, from elbow to fingers.
Rivers of crimson become the waterfalls of lifes essence
Full of purpose, driven by pain blood flows freely from the vein
How could this have come to pass, all my feelings drawn from the past
The cold numb removes all doubt
The end is near, I wish you all the best
Ashamed now I see redemption
Everything I wanted received, but too late did I realize
What have I done
Have I not been good
Things I thought were needed always given
Things told to busy to listen
Never did I see this outcome
Forever I said and forever I hoped, forever to be without again
But blind I lay in this pile I made out of broken promises and unfufilled wishes
only to be left with myself and the thought that I had it all and let it go.
you look yet what do you see. nothing, not a man, not a boy, no that title is to good for what i am. are you happy, i've been beaten, i've lost control, i am not where i want to be. are you pleased with yourself. thanks, thanks for nothing. nothing. nothing. nothing you've done has helped. you can't help me, you can't help yourself. no one can help, why don't you let them help. help is to good for me, help is not what i deserve. destitution that is what i deserve nothing more, nothing less, nothing, nothing, nothing i have given, nothing i have earned, everything i have taken, nothing ever returned. when, when, when will i give the things i h
Through the glass I peer at the former being that I once was.
Alone, Scared, Afraid to admit defeat, Yet Defeated only by the fact that I was so afraid to admit.
Admittance of normality the Arch enemy of all teenage souls, there was no winning the battle.
Acceptance the only true weapon against my enemy's, yet none in sight.
How did this weak individual mutate into the being i am today.
Afraid no longer of admittance that I was as all are.
gone from no one understands to of course you do you went through the same shit, just in different form.
Where was the transition, was it from the realization that I could not fight alone.
An Ideal
An angel shines through the darkness of my lonely soul.
Hands reach out to grasp the fading image of my only chance at happiness.
Grasp at the foot of purity the cold of the skin brings unknown life to my breath.
Like being surrounded by the feeling of hope when all that has been was hopelessness.
I hold my darling long, feeling nothing at all but the truth of love inside our hearts, never wanting to let go.
Never fly again, never leave me alone, Never to fly again.
Today I made a woman cry, tears streamed out of her brilliant eyes. Now we sit face to face never to return to grace. Never did I mean to make you cry, you'll hold my heart till the day I die.
Let it shine.
This light that chase the shadows away.
Part the clouds and send it my way.
These scars they run deep, but these wounds they will heal.
The skin that covers is thicker than steel.
I stand at the doorway of life and past judgements.
Open the door and begin with new substance.
So let it shine, let it bind, let it fall from the heavens and throw back the blinds. Open my eyes, rip off this disguise.
I am who I am and that is my pride.
The joy of this life no longer a mystery and now I reclaim this light that was given me.
Bright as the stars these eyes that look back at me, the future within them I see it so clea
Let it shine.
This light that chase the shadows away.
Part the clouds and send it my way.
These scars they run deep, but these wounds they will heal.
The skin that covers is thicker than steel.
I stand at the doorway of life and past judgements.
Open the door and begin with new substance.
So let it shine, let it bind, let it fall from the heavens and throw back the blinds. Open my eyes, rip off this disguise.
I am who I am and that is my pride.
The joy of this life no longer a mystery and now I reclaim this light that was given me.
Bright as the stars these eyes that look back at me, the future within them I see it so clea
Today I made a woman cry, tears streamed out of her brilliant eyes. Now we sit face to face never to return to grace. Never did I mean to make you cry, you'll hold my heart till the day I die.
An angel shines through the darkness of my lonely soul.
Hands reach out to grasp the fading image of my only chance at happiness.
Grasp at the foot of purity the cold of the skin brings unknown life to my breath.
Like being surrounded by the feeling of hope when all that has been was hopelessness.
I hold my darling long, feeling nothing at all but the truth of love inside our hearts, never wanting to let go.
Never fly again, never leave me alone, Never to fly again.
Through the glass I peer at the former being that I once was.
Alone, Scared, Afraid to admit defeat, Yet Defeated only by the fact that I was so afraid to admit.
Admittance of normality the Arch enemy of all teenage souls, there was no winning the battle.
Acceptance the only true weapon against my enemy's, yet none in sight.
How did this weak individual mutate into the being i am today.
Afraid no longer of admittance that I was as all are.
gone from no one understands to of course you do you went through the same shit, just in different form.
Where was the transition, was it from the realization that I could not fight alone.
An Ideal
you look yet what do you see. nothing, not a man, not a boy, no that title is to good for what i am. are you happy, i've been beaten, i've lost control, i am not where i want to be. are you pleased with yourself. thanks, thanks for nothing. nothing. nothing. nothing you've done has helped. you can't help me, you can't help yourself. no one can help, why don't you let them help. help is to good for me, help is not what i deserve. destitution that is what i deserve nothing more, nothing less, nothing, nothing, nothing i have given, nothing i have earned, everything i have taken, nothing ever returned. when, when, when will i give the things i h
Ashamed now I see redemption
Everything I wanted received, but too late did I realize
What have I done
Have I not been good
Things I thought were needed always given
Things told to busy to listen
Never did I see this outcome
Forever I said and forever I hoped, forever to be without again
But blind I lay in this pile I made out of broken promises and unfufilled wishes
only to be left with myself and the thought that I had it all and let it go.
Slowly it flows, from elbow to fingers.
Rivers of crimson become the waterfalls of lifes essence
Full of purpose, driven by pain blood flows freely from the vein
How could this have come to pass, all my feelings drawn from the past
The cold numb removes all doubt
The end is near, I wish you all the best
Your thoughts, I hear them
They keep me awake all night
My feelings, are fadin'
Too afraid to turn off the lights
That guide me through your mind.
Am I walking the wrong direction?
Am I getting home to you?
Or is that my conscience
That I keep holding on to?
The path you walk is different from mine
But I'm sure we'll meet somewhere in time
'Cause I'm crashing around you
To get over to you, over to someone like you.
Put me to sleep when it begins
This is the way I can feel what you feel
Wake me up before it all ends
This is the way I can see what's real
Am I getting home to you now?
I'll get over to you somehow...
Masters of madness
They gave rise to selfishness
Egocentric, eccentric,
Obtuse minds making us blind
Materialistic, sadistic
Antagonistic speeches making us heedless
Free statistics, subconscious opinions
Judging us as manipulated aberrations
Surreal stupidity into moral philosophy
Just a theory or new-age amorphy
'Cause people we don't ignore are just an open sore
They'll make us hurt, hit the dirt
In some twisted way they'll dictate
And we'll pay them in a same turnover rate
It's a seven-day war
Intentions falling to the floor
And the wise will not be heard
In this theater of the absurd.
Current Residence: St. Louis Favourite genre of music: Metal Personal Quote: "Life is a practical joke played on those that take themselves too seriously."