"Silva's True Escape"


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_4uypxdAciw


No more sunday mornin's the pastor think I'm sleepin
This is me, if Im lookin in the sky, Im trynna find a cloud to creep in.

Today my birthday I cant let rain make it the worst day
A little bit of free time to blow, so Imma see that mko fanbase

True Inspiration to head to Dubai for this 19th B-Day
To get away from some shit Im used to seein every other day
Tickets booked 4 a week, far from shook, cant wait 2 fly away

At first it may seem odd just to choose this instrumental
but all the adolescents could feel it 'cause they so fuckin sentimental

The looks of T.i. my attitude like Mr. T
I pitty the fool the day he try to get with me
Scooby-Doo in the face haters better get a clue through me
First it's fists up, no guns out yet in a fight, so aint no bitch in me

Tonight her legs will flip in the air like Lambo doors
A 1000 Visits here, and Monmouth College
Care less 'bout a proper grammer speakin' hores.

All the loved ones da family members lost was tragic
even better when they still loved me when turned rich from average

Birthday same week of Halloween what a wonderful feelin
Party goin down in Dubai, but Halloween?? Thats 2 other buildins...

Then it's back to the good old States of America
Catch up in school, follow rules, then get it in with Mrs. Erica

Even the black express could gon' be maxed out
As long as fun is a goal reached this week, thats all I care about.
Owww

"She Doesn't See Me"
I know I'm hardly perfect;
Hell, I'm far from ideal.
I'm not the sort of person
Who can control just how he feels.
I try to be someone stronger
To shoulder all your guilt,
But I'm stuck in my isolation
Within the walls you've built.

I'm no dashing white knight,
Dashing to you by moonlight,
Slaying dragons and climbing castles,
Erasing all of life's bitter hassles;
I'm not someone you expect;
I'm someone more defected,
And though you don't believe me,
I know just why you'd leave me.

I know I'm not some angel
Come to cure all your pains.
I'm not some godsent sacrificial lamb
To die so that you can gain.
I'm a human being, frail and weak,
And I'm just the same as you.
I know you wanted, expected, more,
But I guess I'll have to do.

I'm no heroic saviour,
With bold and brave behaviour.
I have no white horse to ride on,
And my wealth is, I confide, gone.
I have nothing to offer up,
Nothing you'd feel is enough;
I'm just a man, simple as can be,
And you never really knew me.

Sometimes the truth is a relief,
And sometimes it is ugly as sin.
I know you want your fairty tale ending
But that's just now how this story ends.
There is no magic "happy" twist,
No cure-all for the wrongs of life.
I know I'm not a perfect husband,
But you're not exactly a perfect wife.

I'm no shelter from the storm,
But I swear I'll keep you warm.
I'm not the answer to your fears,
But I'll suffer with you through the years.
I'm not your hero, strong with might,
But with you I will face the night.
I'm not the person I hoped to be,
But maybe you'll finally see me for me.

"Darkest Days"
My throat is sore and raw from all my screaming;
My mind is dead and numb from all my dreaming;
I want to soar free; be someone other than "me";
Why couldn't you see just how much you mean to me?

My body aches to feel your warm embrace;
My eyes long to gaze upon your angelic face;
I want to touch what is sacred and pure, but you still ignore
The one you once adored; God, I want to love you more.

Every fiber of my being is turned on its end,
Shivers up my spine from the vibrations you send;
A single touch, a simple taste; Don't let it all go to waste.
This isn't the worst I've faced, at least not in this case.

My soul burns with a fire whenever you're near;
With you, I'm without fear; My sorrows disappear;
Lie to me one last time and tell me that you love me;
Lie with me one more time and deceive me completely.

No fancy words and no poetic lines from this soul;
Would it be a cliche to say you make me whole?
Dance in skies of scarlet and swim in seas of jade;
Kiss away my sorrows, and watch the man you loved fade.

Darling, I could never forget, even if I tried;
My dearest one, I can't keep these emotions bottled up inside;
Just fly away; it'll be okay; there'll be another day;
Don't look back; go on; it's my decision to stay.

Darling dreamers, keep your faith alive and stay strong.
Keep my love with you, and I'll be with you all along.
Though I wasn't able to find my peace with the world,
I can live without, so long as I have peace with my girl.

My darkest days have come and gone, my sins to burn,
And I know the cycle of loathing will one day return,
But my hope remains that she's out there; she'll find me,
And perhaps for once in my life I can be truly happy.

"Another Road"
I lost myself again,
A token terror for my fears,
Shaking inside my sorrow,
Drowning in the years.

Hollow lives in cubicles,
Living just to be paid;
Nothing but hollow shells,
Shifting shadows and shades.

I look into your eyes,
And hear silence sounds in heaven.
Your voice can shake my soul,
And crank it up to eleven.

It's all inconsequential,
A thousand years of deadbeats,
Yet suddenly I find my focus,
And cycle my life through repeats.

I gaze up at the moon,
Starlight severed breezes;
I watch it fall from the sky
And scatter into pieces.

At the end of my fall,
I'll meet you at the bottom.
I once had everything in summer,
And yet lost it all by autumn.

My days became my nights,
And the rain fell though it was clear.
Soft lullabies lull me to slumber,
As I choke back bitter tears.

Wash away the past,
Promise that you'll remain;
I know I'm not the perfect person,
And that I know I bring you pain.

Paper memories,
Crumbled up in my pocket;
Shifting eyes of paranoia,
Lulling back into their sockets.

Tell me, did you have regrets?
Ever wonder what's down that path?
Was it all just a game to you,
Easy to add up the math?

I drift in a sea of consciousness,
Streams of collective thoughts.
I don't know where I am or going,
But worrying is just for naughty.

I'll take my good and my bad,
Swallow it down just like a pill.
Life's a journey not an ending,
And so I journey just to feel.

"Fairy Tale Story"
I had a life in paradise,
Under a radiant moon.
I sat in silence golden
Amidst the flower's bloom.
Everything was perfect,
An eden without pain;
The sun was always golden,
No gray clouds or rain.

And now it's gone.

"Could you let me suffer?
Could you watch me die?"
The path of needles or pins.
"What would you trade your soul for?
All you know is a lie."
Unleash an evil to save a friend.
"Wait for me, I'll find you.
Hold me, I'll make you fly."
Loving you until the end.
"Are you willing to sacrifice it all
Just so she will not cry?"
I must atone for my sins.

I had a life like Adam and Eve,
Peace summed up just like this;
Not a care in the world,
Not even a serpent to hiss.
It was a world of joy and laughter,
Of great eternal bliss,
And nothing made it better
Than to feel her soft kiss.

And now it's gone.

"Will you be there when I fade?
Will your promise stay true?"
I can't go on alone.
"Save the world or save yourself,
That is all that you can do."
My heart's not made of stone.
"All the anger in your soul,
She always secretly knew."
All my sins I must atone.
"Stay with me, hold me close,
And let's just start annew."
I can't stand strong on my own.

Epics of legends, power and princes,
Riches and splender, gold and glory,
Gods and demons, hell and purgatory,
Wrapped up in my fairy tale story.
Dragons and knights, dazzling white lights,
Sailing over seas of clouds in streams of dreams,
Silver mists slumbers of power and prestige,
Commissioned with a duty as appointed by leige,
To stand my ground under the castle seige.

A mystic moon and a war of roses,
As dancers dance their mad waltz of fate.
An end to my fantasy, a legend of mistakes,
My kingdom of hearts shatters and breaks.
An eternal sonata and a lost odyssey,
Blue dragons roam as shadows fill my heart,
Just a vagrant's story crossed from chronos' start,
My last remnant of infinite undiscovery torn apart.

"Save me. " I can't. "Hold me." I wish.
"Love me." I do. "Stay strong." I'm not.
"Touch me." "Love me." "Hold me." "Save me."
A bargain with demons of misery I bought,
And my paradise has been taken from me.
Where is my princess? Where is my Eve?
Where is the one who said she'd never leave?
"Just be quiet, stay still, close your eyes and believe."

And now she's gone...

... but I'm not done yet.

"Fragments of Eternity"
Swallowed by the moonlight,
A silver mist,
A glimmer deep within the trees.
Oh what a night for dreams,
A night for fantasy.
Others are sleeping,
So unaware
Of magic in the air;
Magic you weave just for me

Sweet fabrications,
Though I don't understand
The things you say;
You whisper soft and low
And I am swept away.
Touch of enchantment;
I tremble when you
Hold me close this way,
Drawn like a moth to a flame

My fate is in your arms tonight;
Though love is shining in your eyes
Will you be mine tomorrow?
My heart will nevermore be free;
A part of you I'll always be
Forever trapped within your love,
Can't rise above,
From now until eternity.

Deep as the ocean;
With every word
I'm deeper in your spell.
Love me again tonight;
You are my one desire.
Waves of emotion;
I know that this
Is where I want to be,
Locked in your arms without a key.

My fate is in your arms tonight;
Though love is shining in your eyes
Will you be mine tomorrow?
My heart will nevermore be free;
A part of you I'll always be
Forever trapped within your love,
Can't rise above,
From now until eternity.

Heres some shit I wrote about 8 months ago after some alot of research I did;

Wake Up....
The Revolution is now
The masses to be awaken
This fake shit just ain't makin' it no more
The evidence is there I'm ready to go to war

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The whole world's a stage
The government makes me want to attack them with all my rage
The thought of them killing innocent civilians thats only the first page
On September 11th It Started: The New World Order's age

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Verse 1
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Yo to all the bilderbergers and the CFR,
I have a message to you, the people are starting to know who you are,
noway we're gonna stop to spread the truth thats too far,
together we have to live in this nation with a wicked ugly scar,
it makes me sick to my stomach but I won't run from it,
The planes knocked down the towers, it just doesn't fit,
the 9/11 911 phone calls were read off a script,
Cell phones dont work that high in the sky, it'll cause a rift,
World Trade Center 7 owner Larry Silverstein said to pull it,
Explosions in the basement just prior to the fallin' buildings how convienent just like a skit,
The Pentagon it doesn't even look like it was hit,
Not from a plane but there was a missle slit,
they are doubting the united states peoples wit,
United 93 where was it? the only thing remaining was just a big empty pit,
George Bush aint nothing but a stupid puppet
dick cheany from the command bunker ordering to not shoot down the plane, he's his sidekick muppet,
Let the truth be loud spelled out,
911 was an inside job we know it now.
Controlled Demolition, it's amazing look it up you'll be saying wow...

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Hook
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Power Corupts Absolute Power Corupts Absolutely,
The New World Order, their satanic practices
Preach the truth let us know now.
I will fight on for the truth that is my vow.

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Verse 2
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The federal reserve what it's backed by it is so absurd,
Legal tender, that has value? but how?
it doesn't we just be scammed by the men behind the curtain,
I know what the truth is I'm certain,
The income tax, what it makes is the slavery of a person,
It's against the constitution, the ammount of states to pass the law was never reached,
we must act now before we're all dead and they're all chyllen on the beach,
3 months a year to fufill this tax now that's a reach,
the media of this land they just won't teach,
the truth is out there it'll make you earl,
we're slaves none of us may never get a real pearl,
this makes me eek it makes me wanna hurl,
We need gold and silver a valuble currency,
as a country that's the only value that'll ever have any luxary,
step to the side and watch for a new tide,
lets take the ride



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Verse 3
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Now take a deep breath and reach for the sky cause the following is gonna make you wanna cry,
whoever is behind the one world government we're coming for you I hope you fuckin' die,
the north american union whoevers the cataylst I hope you fuckin fry,
The Illuminati and the all seeing eye,
we're all getting fucked by the same guy,
The dollar is leaving the amero is coming,
for president is where i should be running,
the economy is crumbling the nwo is cunning,
to start the revolution is where i'm gunning,
what the truth is, it is truly stunning,
the truthers are the only ones that ain't fronting,
soon the nwo will be grunting,
the numbers are gaining the power is growing,
the pentagon and the tower that was no boeing,
that was the devil what he was doing is he was showing,
he lives on this earth in evil secret knowings,
the power of God must overcome the devils moments,
speak the truth we must all hone it,
lets make a hit,
lets show em we know it

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Verse 4
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Conspiracy Theory it'll make you weary,
Terrorism will make you fear,
the truth will set you free, the truth is near,
truth doesn't change just our knowledge of it,
the government knows that, they try to keep us from it,
the internet isn't censored let it be,
we will stand united tall and free,
whether they like it or not there are millions just like me,
the truth will be known once and for all,
and the millions of us will stand tall,
get on your phones and call,
911 was a false flag operation,
nwo start lookin for a new occupation,
We're takin this land back to it's rightful owners,
the people of everywhere no race no matter,
By the time we're done we'll make the NWO scatter.

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“Cold”

I don’t feel my patience,
I’d smack the sun if I could.
Frustrations manifesting into indifference
I don’t feel the peace that I should.

I’m not warm to the touch,
I’m dancing with the thorns.
The small piece of joy that I clutch,
Looks up at me and mourns.

The anger is like a sickness,
I want rid myself of this state,
Poisoned by the formless
I’ve been infected by distain and hate.

I’m not warm to the touch,
I’m dancing with the thorns.
The small piece of joy that I clutch,
Looks up at me and mourns.

Fuck all that’s superficial,
I yell out without remorse.
I fear my reconstituting conscience.
As the sickness runs its course.

I’m not warm can you tell?
I want the frustration to cease.
An anger that I can’t expel,
I want to be at peace.

I’m not warm to the touch
I watch as it starts to unfold.
Why is this hurt so much?
I’m just so cold.

"Darkness Comes"
It is a gift to be ignorant of the unknown.
It is a blessing not to see the seeds of sorrow sown.
Knowledge is a curse that binds and stings,
And such awareness only brings about suffering.

It is a vice to always seek the truth.
It is a mistake to aways seek out proof.
Some things are better left unfound,
Lest one be buried six feet below the ground.

There is something primal beneath our feet,
Scheming and plotting as we sleep.
An ancient destroyer of carnage and rage,
Awaiting freedom from its eternal cage.

Man could never hope to comprehend
The visage of the bringer of the world's end.
A millenia of horror; an eternity of fear,
And no hope for tomorrow should that denizen appear.

What is man but a collection of bone and dust?
History is a chronicle of misplaced trust.
And yet we are ignorant of the inner threat,
Content to avoid the payment of debts.

But evil waits for no man; it seeks out the weak;
Horrors so purely black and malovent for the mind to think.
What hope do we have? We're so timid and small,
While the darkness indescriminately consumes all.

The darkness comes; do not run or hide.
There's no honor amongst the living, and none with those who died.
Peer into the shadows; call out for the light.
Maybe if you're lucky, you'll emerge the horror alright.

Tam o' Shanter by Robert Burns
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When chapmen billies leave the street,
And drouthy neibors, neibors meet,
As market days are wearing late,
An' folk begin to tak the gate;
While we sit bousing at the nappy,
And getting fou and unco happy,
We think na on the lang Scots miles,
The mosses, waters, slaps, and styles,
That lie between us and our hame,
Where sits our sulky sullen dame.
Gathering her brows like gathering storm,
Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.

This truth fand honest Tam o' Shanter,
As he frae Ayr ae night did canter,
(Auld Ayr, wham ne'er a town surpasses
For honest men and bonie lasses.)

O Tam! had'st thou but been sae wise,
As ta'en thy ain wife Kate's advice!
She tauld thee weel thou was a skellum,
A blethering, blustering, drunken blellum;
That frae November till October,
Ae market-day thou was nae sober;
That ilka melder, wi' the miller,
Thou sat as lang as thou had siller;
That every naig was ca'd a shoe on,
The smith and thee gat roaring fou on;
That at the Lord's house, even on Sunday,
Thou drank wi' Kirkton Jean till Monday.
She prophesied that late or soon,
Thou would be found deep drown'd in Doon;
Or catch'd wi' warlocks in the mirk,
By Alloway's auld haunted kirk.

Ah, gentle dames! it gars me greet,
To think how mony counsels sweet,
How mony lengthen'd, sage advices,
The husband frae the wife despises!

But to our tale:-- Ae market-night,
Tam had got planted unco right;
Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely,
Wi' reaming swats, that drank divinely
And at his elbow, Souter Johnny,
His ancient, trusty, drouthy crony;
Tam lo'ed him like a vera brither--
They had been fou for weeks thegither!
The night drave on wi' sangs and clatter
And ay the ale was growing better:
The landlady and Tam grew gracious,
wi' favours secret,sweet and precious
The Souter tauld his queerest stories;
The landlord's laugh was ready chorus:
The storm without might rair and rustle,
Tam did na mind the storm a whistle.

Care, mad to see a man sae happy,
E'en drown'd himsel' amang the nappy!
As bees flee hame wi' lades o' treasure,
The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure:
Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious.
O'er a' the ills o' life victorious!

But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You sieze the flower, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white--then melts for ever;
Or like the borealis race,
That flit ere you can point their place;
Or like the rainbow's lovely form
Evanishing amid the storm.--
Nae man can tether time or tide;
The hour approaches Tam maun ride;
That hour, o' night's black arch the key-stane,
That dreary hour he mounts his beast in;
And sic a night he taks the road in
As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in.

The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last;
The rattling showers rose on the blast;
The speedy gleams the darkness swallow'd
Loud, deep, and lang, the thunder bellow'd:
That night, a child might understand,
The Deil had business on his hand.

Weel mounted on his gray mare, Meg--
A better never lifted leg--
Tam skelpit on thro' dub and mire;
Despisin' wind and rain and fire.
Whiles holding fast his gude blue bonnet;
Whiles crooning o'er some auld Scots sonnet;
Whiles glowring round wi' prudent cares,
Lest bogles catch him unawares:
Kirk-Alloway was drawing nigh,
Whare ghaists and houlets nightly cry.

By this time he was cross the ford,
Whare, in the snaw, the chapman smoor'd;
And past the birks and meikle stane,
Whare drunken Chairlie brak 's neck-bane;
And thro' the whins, and by the cairn,
Whare hunters fand the murder'd bairn;
And near the thorn, aboon the well,
Whare Mungo's mither hang'd hersel'.--
Before him Doon pours all his floods;
The doubling storm roars thro' the woods;
The lightnings flash from pole to pole;
Near and more near the thunders roll:
When, glimmering thro' the groaning trees,
Kirk-Alloway seem'd in a bleeze;
Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing;
And loud resounded mirth and dancing.

Inspiring bold John Barleycorn!
What dangers thou canst make us scorn!
Wi' tippeny, we fear nae evil;
Wi' usquabae, we'll face the devil!--
The swats sae ream'd in Tammie's noddle,
Fair play, he car'd na deils a boddle.
But Maggie stood, right sair astonish'd,
Till, by the heel and hand admonish'd,
She ventured forward on the light;
And, wow! Tam saw an unco sight

Warlocks and witches in a dance;
Nae cotillion brent-new frae France,
But hornpipes, jigs strathspeys, and reels,
Put life and mettle in their heels.
A winnock-bunker in the east,
There sat auld Nick, in shape o' beast;
A towzie tyke, black, grim, and large,
To gie them music was his charge:
He scre'd the pipes and gart them skirl,
Till roof and rafters a' did dirl.--
Coffins stood round, like open presses,
That shaw'd the dead in their last dresses;
And by some develish cantraip slight,
Each in its cauld hand held a light.--
By which heroic Tam was able
To note upon the haly table,
A murders's banes in gibbet-airns;
Twa span-lang, wee, unchristen'd bairns;
A thief, new-cutted frae a rape,
Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape;
Five tomahawks, wi blude red-rusted;
Five scymitars, wi' murder crusted;
A garter, which a babe had strangled;
A knife, a father's throat had mangled,
Whom his ain son o' life bereft,
The gray hairs yet stack to the heft;
Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu',
Which even to name was be unlawfu'.
Three lawyers' tongues, turn'd inside out,
Wi' lies seam'd like a beggar's clout;
Three priests' hearts, rotten, black as muck,
Lay stinking, vile in every neuk.

As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious,
The mirth and fun grew fast and furious;
The piper loud and louder blew;
The dancers quick and quicker flew;
They reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit,
Till ilka carlin swat and reekit,
And coost her duddies to the wark,
And linket at it her sark!

Now Tam, O Tam! had thae been queans,
A' plump and strapping in their teens,
Their sarks, instead o' creeshie flannen,
Been snaw-white seventeen hunder linnen!
Thir breeks o' mine, my only pair,
That ance were plush, o' gude blue hair,
I wad hae gi'en them off my hurdies,
For ae blink o' the bonie burdies!

But wither'd beldams, auld and droll,
Rigwoodie hags wad spean a foal,
Louping and flinging on a crummock,
I wonder did na turn thy stomach!

But Tam kend what was what fu' brawlie:
There was ae winsome wench and waulie,
That night enlisted in the core,
Lang after ken'd on Carrick shore;
(For mony a beast to dead she shot,
And perish'd mony a bonie boat,
And shook baith meikle corn and bear,
And kept the country-side in fear.)
Her cutty-sark, o' Paisley harn
That while a lassie she had worn,
In longitude tho' sorely scanty,
It was her best, and she was vauntie,-
Ah! little ken'd thy reverend grannie,
That sark she coft for he wee Nannie,
Wi' twa pund Scots, ('twas a' her riches),
Wad ever grac'd a dance of witches!

But here my Muse her wing maun cour;
Sic flights are far beyond her pow'r;
To sing how Nannie lap and flang,
(A souple jade she was, and strang),
And how Tam stood, like ane bewitch'd,
And thought his very een enrich'd;
Even Satan glowr'd, and fidg'd fu' fain,
And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main;
Till first ae caper, syne anither,
Tam tint his reason ' thegither,
And roars out, "Weel done, Cutty-sark!"
And in an instant all was dark:
And scarcely had he Maggie rallied,
When out the hellish legion sallied.

As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke,
When plundering herds assail their byke;
As open pussie's mortal foes,
When, pop! she starts before their nose;
As eager runs the market-crowd,
When "Catch the thief!" resounds aloud;
So Maggie runs, the witches follow,
Wi' mony an eldritch skriech and hollo.

Ah, Tam! ah, Tam! thou'll get thy fairin'!
In hell they'll roast thee like a herrin'!
In vain thy Kate awaits thy commin'!
Kate soon will be a woefu' woman!
Now, do thy speedy utmost, Meg,
And win the key-stane o' the brig;
There at them thou thy tail may toss,
A running stream they dare na cross.
But ere the key-stane she could make,
The fient a tail she had to shake!
For Nannie, far before the rest,
Hard upon noble Maggie prest,
And flew at Tam wi' furious ettle;
But little wist she Maggie's mettle -
Ae spring brought off her master hale,
But left behind her ain gray tail;
The carlin claught her by the rump,
And left poor Maggie scarce a stump.

No, wha this tale o' truth shall read,
Ilk man and mother's son take heed;
Whene'er to drink you are inclin'd,
Or cutty-sarks run in your mind,
Think! ye may buy joys o'er dear -
Remember Tam o' Shanter's mare.

"Generations"
Fallen; lost in bitterness, cold.
A million lies and truths mingle on.
Sullen, dour straights taken hold;
Convoluted notions proved us wrong.

Time will ease your burden,
Flaws transformed to dust.
Nothing here is certain,
Everything has purpose.

Hopeful; thoughts fading to black.
Cold and comfort starting to subside.
Reject; a stimulant fear of attack;
Struggle onward till the darkness dies.

Time will ease your burden,
Flaws transformed to dust.
Nothing here is certain,
Everything has purpose.

Thoughtful; pensives stares into the past.
A longing for what we always lacked.
Manic; one age devours the last;
Fighting to hold what we took back.

Time will ease your burden,
Flaws transformed to dust.
Nothing here is certain,
Everything has purpose.

"The Edge of Reason"
In pervading silence I cast my lot;
A hundred years of sorry is all I've got;
Pain and agony is the lesson I was taught,
And I fear that in the end, I'll just fester and rot.

I'm a phantom and a ghost,
Chasing shadows coast to coast,
And though I'm not one prone to boast,
I realize that phantom loved me most.

No matter what I choose,
I always seem to lose.
No matter who I am,
She'll never understand.
No matter my mistakes,
I'm condemned in life by fate.
I need love, a place to belong,
But I was the problem all along.

There's a million reasons to forget,
And a million answers I'll never get.
I screwed up; I cashed in and lost the bet,
And bought myself a lifetime of regret.

Darkness fills my soul,
And sorrow takes its toll.
My dreams are crushed, dark as coal,
And I've lost only one who made me whole.

No matter what I choose,
I always seem to lose.
No matter who I am,
She'll never understand.
No matter my mistakes,
I'm condemned in life by fate.
I need love, a place to belong,
But I was the problem all along.

Tell it to me straight;
I'm sick of all your hate;
I deserve better than second-rate,
To suffer on as you berate!

I'm more than a person, less than a man,
I beast and a burden, that's what I am.
I'm thrust in my hell, lost and damned,
And I'll make sure as hell she understands.

No matter what I choose,
I always seem to lose.
No matter who I am,
She'll never understand.
No matter my mistakes,
I'm condemned in life by fate.
I need love, a place to belong,
But I was the problem all along.

heres a song i wrote when i was in detention back when i was a senior in high school. hope you enjoy. also this song i wrote when i got dumped by a lying cheating girlfriend.

confused
verse1 - i am hated, underestimated, don't feel justificated by which these problems feel irratacated. confused imbued with power to endue anything i so choose.

verse2 - can't feel anything but feels manythings , so lost in this box full of skulls that maul but don't fall. confused imbued with power to endue anything i so choose.

verse3 - ungrateful so distasteful which confuses with so many bruses which burns but does not yearn which causes me to scream confused! imbued with power to endue anything i so choose.

verse4 - so fuck it! i don't need anybody to enrage this caged mage which bleeds and seeds confusion without intrusion! confused imbued with the power to endue anything i so choose.

final verse - confused. screaming but not dreaming without breeding this seedling of mass destruction without reaction which enrages me to scream out confused!!!

Broken Hearts, Cigarette Burns, Scars/Memories, etc.

Car accident A GOD DAMN CAR ACCIDENT. or something
And a fucking tornado
Old security guard flashing a dwarf
And then the cat died

And then the dog started dancing a jig
His nose fell off
Fat lady started singing
Slipped on a twinkie

GO GET THE CAMERA QUICK
Oh wait chipmunks
Probes and aliens
Plus some sea mammals

Uhhh negative
Forty five...
No, thirty two hundred
WHAT THE HELL IS THA-

Greenwiches
God damn Hamburglar
Wretches
Got a live one - no wait

Who is it?
I see stars, a miracle or
Cheese spread
Satanic rituals

Then the fence broke
Fucking skeletons thrown all over the apartment
Jumanji was on TV
Really big titillated apes

HOW MUCH YOLK DID YOU TAKE
Finely woven salads
Then there was that sheep with no eyes
Fucked up shit

Bottle of Things

Fascinating, kind of like that one thing
Also there was the time before that
Look to tomorrow! Oh no, a bee!
Hoof hoof hoof clip clop
A clank a dormi dankus doop

Really, now, get out of here
Clappity spankety spankety
I really don't like this turtle, he's ancient
Killer flies and all that hooplah
Grotesque images of things plus cake

See this? It's hot.
Beware of the dog because he'll eat you
Rectal exam bots
Paper planes all on fire, but who cares
We got picture radio
Whoop whoop

Extraordinary

I don't know what I've done,
Or if I like the girl that I've become,
A new day comes with the sun,
But that brand new sun never comes for some,
So who am I to judge where I've gone,
Or what path I am currently traveling on,
True it may not be where I thought it would,
But who is to say that it's not just as good,

I always wanted to be extraordinary, a visionary
Someone who made the world revolve,
A millionaire, a royal heir,
Someone with a strong resolve,
To become more than she should be,
Someone a little extraordinary,

With my eyes closed and breath bated,
I can see the lives that I've created,
And even though they hold a part of my heart,
They don't seem to get my life to start,
Being just a little more than what I have,
A little more than who I am,
And when my eyes open again,
It's the same old life, in the end,

I always wanted to be extraordinary, a visionary
Someone who made the world revolve,
A millionaire, a royal heir,
Someone with a strong resolve,
To become more than she should be,
Someone a little extraordinary,

I guess not everyone is destined to be great,
I certainly understand that as of late,
But still I yearn for that star crossed fate,

I always wanted to be extraordinary, a visionary
Someone who made the world revolve,
A millionaire, a royal heir,
Someone with a strong resolve,
To become more than she should be,
Someone a little extraordinary.

Oculus

The cold west wind blows through your hair
As crystal rain washes away your tears
The midnight hour hides your hand of solitaire
And the time just seems to disappear
The angels all seem to have vanished without a trace
Forsaking the black and blue streaks upon your face
A silent prayer for dawn to wait
A silent wish against the Fates

I can see the fear in your eyes
And your silence is as loud as thunder
But it can't break through the lies
And it can't wake you from this slumber
So I'll keep a watch forever from here
I'll keep a watch for you my dear

The morose smile returns with the break of day
Again to sow the seed of sorrow
Beneath the muffled fray
Above the chains of morrow
Shattered glass and memories from days gone by
Broken reason, care or will to try
Is life just a dream, can we be what we were before?
Is there one more chance, righteousness to restore?

I can see the fear in your eyes
And your silence is as loud as thunder
But it can't break through the lies
And it can't wake you from this slumber
So I'll keep a watch forever from here
I'll keep a watch for you my dear

I'll let in the light from the sun
I'll be your spotlight whatever may come

Can we post actual songs/music that we've made ourselves? I don't really do singing.

Yes, I know the title says Poems and Song Lyrics but figured I'd ask

I made this thread for recordings, if that's what you meant.

“When the Walls Come Down”

I walk familiar streets where I loved to roam,
old stomping grounds that felt like home.
Those were times of mischief where I felt like a kid,
sanctuary from the worlds ills, it’s where I hid.
Then the walls rose.

I run my fingers along the sides feeling the intensity
of a cold and silent density.
I tore at the wall for a time, fingers burning with pain,
I’m like a dog locked out of home, sitting in the pouring rain.
When the walls come down.

Drenched by the storm of an unknown origin,
I ask myself, "how did all of this begin?"
I still have future days trapped inside,
I don’t have a priest in which to confide.
When the walls come down.

Why are apathy and disdain are holding them up from the inside?
They can’t know what it feels out here.
The storm’s picking up and I cannot hide,
and the rain’s starting to turn to tears.

Been walking around forever like a monk on divine quest,
asking the lord, "have I done my best?"
My footsteps won’t be there for another to begin
they’ll just remind me of where to start again.
Till the walls come down,
And the sun shines again.

Yep, I found that the same day later on I believe. Thanks for that thread, I posted my first online song in there

Explode on contact, whether it’s my sides or my chin keep your hands off me.. And I hate it. Big sunglasses, vanilla milkshakes, cherry lip stick, and the look you gave me. Feel all the words you can steal. I’m not sure what happened but it has your name all over it [miss]. These wounds fill my tongue like a hand in a glove.

I’m done.

Were always dying when I lie in this bed.

There’s something in the air. Something in the air. I hate to see you happy, (hate to see you happy?) Why do you have to look so beautiful when you smile. I don’t want you I need a mushroom when I feel small I’m alone, (lonely.) and you’re a liar, but so am i.
Back up< Back UP< I’m wide awake, Wide Awake. You were yelling again weren’t you. These cigarettes don’t mix well with the blood in the back of your throat.
Oceans our bed,[it’s] (Ocean beds). Walk the plank the edge of your words push me farther.

What? Just what. No , no. I’m sorry find those answers yourself.

“I’ll get it latter” you’ll get it later.

I guess it doesn’t mean anything..[because].. I’ll try to hold my head up with these heavy thoughts. Leave my empty glass on the table. Watch it fall everything spills on the floor and it’s a big deal it’s a BIG deal. I’m not cleaning this up. With my hands up in the air I’m leaving. Two weeks I [i] won’t talk to you over it Two weeks, over what was spilled. It might not matter. (Because it doesn’t mean anything). Heavy feet. Clenched fists uncertain, uncertain, Of these thoughts. what would we do. Walk away from you. I should of went home. She doesn’t care, and I was so unaware.

Kick the shit out of me (but smile) out of this heart. I forgot how to smile. (I’ll make it happen) the curtains are coming down. I’m here again head in my hands. Every day is the same but it’s alright it’s OK (yep) just smile (smile) think of something good that’s happened (I’m going to court tomorrow :D)

“Get your needle out and your black carton” and stitch this back to gather again.

Listen love what? Just what.

[love you]

"Ultimate Answers"
Another day of restlessness,
Sleepless days and night.
Struggles against my inner nature,
Climaxing in the fight.
Thoughts of manic delirium,
Subliminal spectral suicide.
Eulogies of emptiness
To pay tribute to those who've died.

Six years past and I still wonder
If you know the hidden truth.
Doing what you did to me,
Is just a balm to soothe.
Another set of circumstances,
Another gear to grind.
Searching for my ultimate answer,
Answers I may never find.

Isolations amongst the crowds,
Alone against the trends.
Finding no support to lean on
But knowing that you can never bend.
Conformists and convolution,
And blatant lies straight to my face.
The utter acts of desperation
Fills my heart with distaste.

Six years past and I still wonder
If you know the hidden truth.
Doing what you did to me,
Is just a balm to soothe.
Another set of circumstances,
Another gear to grind.
Searching for my ultimate answer,
Answers I may never find.