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Dancing DragonsDancing dragons in the air,
Flying high with fluid flair.
Captured onto a celestial canvas,
Elegant eyes sketching with a beautiful brush,
As they dive down into a reckless rush.
Soaring serpents in the wind,
Twisting around with kinetic kind.
Imprisoned onto a pure photograph,
Graceful gazes painting with a sincere snap,
As they lie low to take a nuanced nap.
Wandering wyverns in the skies,
Swimming fast with cherubic cries.
Engraved onto a fantastical frame,
Dexterous digits carving with a seraphic skill,
As they swiftly swerve by their wondrous will.
Howling hydras in the zephyr,
Cruising free with winter weather.
Trapped onto a vivacious vase,
Talented tools etching with a glorious guile,
As they fly fierce in their triumphant trial.
Isolated In SilenceLet that scarlet sound,
Take you away,
To enjoy life another day.
Drum beats reverberate all around,
As your feelings of sorrow start to sway.
Let that noire noise,
Turn you off,
To hear life through cloth.
Cymbal clashes echo like a voice,
As your thoughts of worry weaken your worth.
Let that sapphire silence,
Twist your arm,
To view life without violence.
Nothing speaks but your inner charm,
As your dreams of simple sin makes no sense.
MelancholiaHere on this vacant shore I sleep,
Under the waning glow I start to weep,
With calm eyes trickling woeful tears.
To pass by many aching years,
Of a miserable life so alone.
By those melancholic waves I walk,
Filled with cold depression I fail to talk,
As innocent words stale in morbid breath,
To wish for a majestic longing death,
Of a dire mortality on loan.
Yet all those nostalgic sights I see,
Blinding me with sour memories I try to flee,
In a mania of ritualistic pessimism,
To bleed in that ocean of dour optimism,
Of a disturbed future I know.
October RainUpon sombre shores of sorrow,
I'll bide my time and wait,
For that onslaught of old October rain.
Those twilight tears wash away,
All my misery and all my pain,
Along bitter beaches of banality,
I'll forget my wants and needs,
For that oblivion of opaque October rain.
Spits of sadness turn sand into clay,
As my mood falls apart in vain.
In weary waters of worry,
I'll endure my death and fate,
For that oscillation I call October rain.
In that sweet shower I fail to say,
How could it have returned again?
The Weeping AngelShe holds her head in her hands,
Never breathing or blinking.
She is a morbid master of the sands,
Of time that terrorises your torment:
Gaze upon her vile visage and away you go.
She stands alone in such grace,
Never talking or thinking.
She has her elusive eyes on your face,
Of innocence that isolates your idiocy:
Look at her sinister snarl and you'll depart too.
She watches you with utter patience,
Never whistling or winking.
She'll turn lights low in her defence,
Of malevolence that murders your mind:
Stare out to her granite guise and forget all you know.
Black-HeartOh look at her with ivory eyes,
Striking the velvet veil of starless skies.
Is she a draconian demon ready to bring ruin,
Upon those that ripped her life apart,
With every pulsating beat of her black-heart?
Oh look at her with crimson claws,
Maiming the satin skin of monstrous maws.
Is she a bedlam beast desiring to grant devastation,
Upon those who mocked her for a start,
With all the wild begging of her black-heart?
Oh look at her with ebony breath,
Purging the flaxen flesh of devilish death.
Is she a cruel creature who wields her earthly wrath
Upon all who took to hurt with such art,
With the aching echoes of her black-heart?
A Place They Call PurgatoryStalk the shadows of your sanity,
Denying yourself all the disasters of;
All those paupers of plastic pity.
Cruising around in this crowded city,
Swarmed with greedy goblins and twisted trolls.
Invite your insanity into the inferno,
Pleading away all your plans of;
Wild wisdom torn apart by woe.
Killed by the killer that you know,
Masked like a manic monster or a frenetic foe.
Perambulate in this plain called Purgatory,
Trading back the terrors of;
Suicidal signs written in a sinner's story.
Watching the worthless world's worry,
Drowned by devious demons and aimless angels.
UntitledI smile when it rains,
It drives away the black passion and the scarlet pain,
Tearing up my white flesh again and again.
It's the only thing that keeps me sane,
When everything else is driving me insane.
I smile when it snows,
It covers up these ruby scars that will forever show,
Hiding silver marks on golden skin I know.
It's an antidote to this shade misery that flows,
When everyone tries to deduce my glow.
Inner HellPeople will never understand my inner hell,
For every dark morning breath I draw,
Only forces me to combat the urge to yell.
My hatred of this impassive existence is raw,
Never feeling alive as those who survive.
People can never evaluate my inner hell,
For every cold twilight kiss I crave,
Truly siphons my mortality trapped in a shell.
My distaste of this eternal ignorance is brave,
Forever yielding rage for those who enrage.
People may never sense my inner hell,
For every intense dawn sun I fear,
Really denies my eyes to remember well.
My loathing of this internal episode is clear,
Ever consuming horror in a field full of terror.
Reaching OutAs individuals we only see so much
We don't miss things because we're blind
It's so hard to pick up everything
There is no way to read a mind
This is why people must reach out
The best of senses aren't automatic
I've got people I'd love to help
When they remain silent it's problematic
You can only question people so much
Before they begin to shut the door
Once they shut down they are hard to hear
Just like a heart beneath the floor
Sometimes you need to push harder
Other times it's best to let them be
Perhaps they'll come to you in time
All you can do is wait and see
Those who are in need have got to ask
Otherwise nobody can really tell
I wish my loved ones would ask me
I'd help them through every hell
Starlit farewellStarlight, Star bright
The first star I saw tonight
Made me wish with all my might
That I could be with you tonight.
So close for so long
And now that special feeling's gone.
In front of you I acted strong
But I only wanted to belong.
Missing now, out of place.
Left with traces of your face.
Wishing that you'd fall from grace
And return to my embrace.
Don't think, don't cry.
Just keep your eyes fixed on the sky
And never question, why oh why
You ever had to say goodbye.
Heartbreak MasqueradeI can't remember what it feels like to be happy...
My smile no longer shrouded in sincerity.
It is like a heartbreak masquerade, fooling everyone;
Exhausted, I remove my mask when the day is done.
I'm a professional at what I do: I hide what I feel -
When I get hurt, I pretend like it is no big deal.
In reality, it's killing me; feel my heart breaking
The sad part? My friends don't know that I'm faking.
I can't remember the sound of my laughter any more;
Feels odd when I smile, like I've never done it before.
My heart soaring with joy - well, that feeling is gone
Dreaming about another guy that isn't you feels wrong.
It is like I am cursed, you never leave my mind
However, you - you didn't pause, just left me behind.
It feels wrong to see you and still feel butterflies
My heart still racing when I look into your eyes.
My head keeps spinning when you're in the vicinity
Even after all the feelings left, I can't feel happy.
I smile, not sincerely, but just to show you I'm fine,
I Love You I love you
There is always that one special person you wish to see every day.
What they say and what they do is special in every way.
At the drop of a hat, they are able to make you smile.
At that moment, nothing else could possibly be worthwhile.
You.Why is it so hard for me to tell you.
That I adore you.
That I am a mess really.
That all I look forward to doing.
Is talking to you.
At this point I would do anything to tell you.
How much I do.
But of course my nervousness continues to shake me away.
From what I want.
I will keep trying.
I will keep trying.
A Hero's CallStanding alone against all odds,
The enemy marches for the kill
Human strength, fighting the gods
I am nothing, but try, I will.
Fearless I stand ready to fight,
No one else to save the day.
I tremble before the evil's might,
Everyone else has run away.
Waiting to move, anything to start,
Not once looking to find an escape.
I hear nothing but the beat of my heart,
I feel invincible in this state.
Any slight advantage is against me.
That doesn't matter at all.
My last stand against this enemy
And I am the last wall.
Some will call me a hero,
Others might say I'm a fool,
I don't expect anyone to follow,
Nor will I be used as a tool.
I fight for my own destiny,
Full knowledge of all the risk;
This is how i want it to be.
No one behind me will fall to the enemies fist.
The Mask I WearThe poison within me is all I feel,
It's the only part of me that's real;
It courses through my veins from day to day,
And the cure is what I neglect to say.
You look at me: I seem happy a lot,
But to seek inside is what you forgot.
Don't be fooled by the great mask I wear:
The mask that I show everyone out there.
With it, you see what I want you to see,
And I try to hide what's inside of me.
Take some time to chip away at my mask,
Then you'll see through me as if I were glass.
It might take time, it might be right away,
You might need to try in a different way;
Just don't give up on me, you're all I need
To throw off the mask that I hold with greed.
If you want to know why I can't let go,
You need to find what I refuse to show.
If I show you, there is one thing I pray:
That you won't leave me here, that you will stay.
For if you go away you break all my trust,
And my other masks will be hard to bust.
Be that one for me, the one that will care;
I say, don't be fooled by the mask I wear
She is in this world, but she isn't.
She isn't happy and she is lost.
She has been hurt many times, now when a new man comes along she asks,
"what is the cost?" She couldn't deal with the pain,
so she threw her heart away and it became like frost.
One day she will be happy and the next she will feel incomplete.
Every time someone hurts her there's one less beat.
She so sad that it drives her crazy.
There's no one who can help her so she writes it all on a sheet.
She doesn't want to get hurt again; she wishes she was made out of concrete.
There is something missing, but she doesn't know.
She has a body, but she can't feel.
She knows she is moving, but all around she is so dead inside that she is actually flowing.
She is so uneasy that she can't stop moving.
She has eyes, but she can't see.
All around her it is like a big movie screen.
She see's a sad girl, but doesn't know it is she.
She is torn she just wants to flee.
She doesn't know what to do.
She doesn't know nothing at all.
Love is Love.If we go nowhere I would be happy with that,
As long as we are together I will be happy knowing this fact,
They say our love is wrong and that we are abominations,
They say we are one of "God's" failed creations,
It's funny because they are clueless about what we are,
That we have massive amounts of love and that we will go far,
Love is love regardless of gender,
These are basic my rights and I'll always be a defender,
I will stand for what I know is right,
Sadly I think it will be a never ending fight,
It's sickening to see how some people raise their kids,
To be racist, sexist, and to hate for no reason,
To bash those around them in the most fucked of ways,
Why can't we just stop all of the hate,
Stand together for one love and one world,
Whether or not you're a boy or a girl,
Just love who you want to love and ignore the haters,
Turn a cheek and let them be your motivators,
Be with your love and never surrender,
Just laugh in their faces because you're the winner.
The Wanderer of Space and TimeTo see the stars that shine,
In a universe of space and time.
Wandering aimlessly in it's echoing expanse,
If only mortal eyes could perceive it all,
But I'll make do with just one glittering glance.
To see the galaxy that glows,
In a nebula of hopes and woes.
Basking mindlessly in it's sleeping sight,
If only hollow minds could hear it's call,
But I'll be sure to retain it's lingering light.
To see the firmament of fire,
In a heaven of lust and desire.
Seeking wildly in it's magnificent maze,
If only tragic hearts could mourn it's fall,
But I'll return holding it's beautiful blaze.
to crumble up
the remnant pieces
of my love for you
and throw them in the trash
but I'm such a bad shot.
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
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