LIQUID HEART BEAT
My liquid heartbeat
Drips love flavored poison
Into a bottle with no label
It's an old fable
Told differently this time
No one dies
No one tries
It's no surprise
Same old story
With a different twist
Same old hands
Clinched to fists
Same old wall
A few new holes
Stained with blood
Splintered knuckles
Feeling pain
Feeling good
As long as there is feeling
I'm afraid I'm still a
Live
Bomb ticking
Just waiting
To blow a hole into reality
Catch a glimpse
Once again
Of morality
FLAME OF ARTISTIC
VISION
Freezing
In this self made
Winter
Snowing these
Thoughts down
Drifting through
My mind
Though
All that matters
Are these words
My memories will
Wither and fade
When I touch the grave
But these words will
Stay
Warming myself
By this fire
Inspired by life
Burning with
Artistic vision
The ground is solid
And frozen
All around me
But my body stays warm
I will stay by this fire
And never let it die
Because my creativity
Is stacked too high
There is room
Around this fire
For many
And many more
There are stories
To be told
Hearts to mold
And souls to unfold
There are secrets
To reveal
THE BLOOD STAINED DITCH
My life is better so it seems
But I'm still living in a dream
It still sucks
It's still shit
Bit I'm slowly climbing out of this ditch
Will I hitch a ride and make it home
Or will I lie here in the grass
With my eyes getting slim
I'm slipping away fast
On my head it begins to rain
On my cloths it begins to stain
Blood colored raindrops
Falling all around
Blood colored raindrops
Falling to the ground
Yelling
Calling
I hear the awful sound
The sound of breath
The sound of death
The sound of laughing
The sound of pain
I see it land in a blood stain
I pick it up
Hold it close
It makes me glad
It
TO SEARCH FOR EMOTION
Staggering
Stammering
Over words and thoughts
Once familiar
Now foreign as what lies
Just beyond the horizon
And somehow I remember
Catching a glimpse
Of a reservoir of unused
Emotion
I'd give anything
To find it once again
Because ogh how I need it
I thirst for emotion
For mine has run dry
I long for that change of season
Which I've seen in so many eyes
Yet not mine
Why must I be immune
To this which is
Common human nature
What mistake did I make
What made me fall
Lying in the semi-sweet
Taunting of those who
Know better
Tasting the sour remorse
Of those who don't
And you also ask why
Why c
SLEEP BEAT
Syncopated rhythm
Of the voices in my head
Singing glory hala lu lla
You're not yet dead
Metronomic patterns
Decreasing as I sleep
Cause in R.E.M.
I sing a hymn and
Dream
Dream
Dream
US AND THOSE OF YOU
Slipping away
This infinite day
Drowning in a see of beloved
I hold my head up
Capture some air
Just to survive
For a matter of time
It seems so hard
In times like these
When art is just art
And bliss is but a fraction
Of what it might be
I keep my eyes shut
As I walk along this rope
Which is noosed around my soul
Then I look through one eye
And I see the world laughing
As it's pulling on my rope
You think that I'm dying
Foolish
Foolish
World
I've survived much worse
So come a little closer
I'm coming just the same
Take my hand
Feel that I'm not ashamed
Look into my eyes
I've opened them now
M
LEADING THE WAY
Take a moment to ponder
The ways of life around you
Deliberate the essence of
Mind body and soul
Smell the fragrance
Of thoughts unseen
Collaborate ideas for a future
Full of eminence and flavor
Sweet on the tongue
Tart to the lips
Smooth down the throat
Leaving sticky fingertips
Feel the energy run through your veins
Exploit the reasonings
Unveil the grand design
Kill all your inhibitions
Leave the past behind
Walk with me
Take a journey into conversation
Don't mistake this as temptation
This is only an invitation
To the sweet center of the spirit
To truth and understanding
An elevated sense of wonder
OPEN
Look at me
What do you see?
The beast within
Or the angel with soft pale skin
Can you feel my claws sinking in?
Can I taste your blood?
To know your past
To feel your thoughts
To smell your essence
Of love
And hate
Pain and relaxation
The fuzzy warmth of never knowing
Does not suite me
Never will
Please……send me some feeling
Prick my skin
Touch me gently
Release me from my fleshly sin
Before I devour another body
Ogh…how I loathe the flesh
Yet love the taste
All the cinematic pleasure
From head to toe
And all the crevasses within
Look at me
How do you feel?
Do you feel my eyes penetrating
Through your soul?
AN ARTIST'S LOVE
I lay you down on a sheet of canvas
I make love to you with the strokes of my brush
The colors I see fill me ecstasy
I can feel you without being touched
Hush now... I know your thoughts
Intertwined
Leave the past behind
Feel the brush
Know my love
Be there until the end
You're my masterpiece
Perfect
Priceless
The love I feel
When I think of you
Not even the profits know
Never foreseen
In any fortune tellers dream
Her crystal ball is worthless
A piece of glass
Distorting images of figures that pass
Never seeing the love that lasts
I dip my brush in your love
Can you feel my caresses?
My paint filled k
THE WATERS OF MY YOUTH
Indulged in the synchronicity
Of my restless behavior
Engulfed in the water
Which was once the wine
That intoxicated my youth
Remembering the drunken childsplay
Spinning and spinning and
Falling
Laughing
At that which was not yet supposed to be discovered
Yet was all but too real
In those eyes that were far too old
For my frail skull
My mind was invaded by the future
And is still haunted by the past
Memories with ghost like qualities
Are swimming in those murky waters
I lay silently
And let passion take its advantage
And I wonder why I have not yet found love
I sing to myself a lullaby
But with no
THE WATERS OF MY YOUTH
Indulged in the synchronicity
Of my restless behavior
Engulfed in the water
Which was once the wine
That intoxicated my youth
Remembering the drunken childsplay
Spinning and spinning and
Falling
Laughing
At that which was not yet supposed to be discovered
Yet was all but too real
In those eyes that were far too old
For my frail skull
My mind was invaded by the future
And is still haunted by the past
Memories with ghost like qualities
Are swimming in those murky waters
I lay silently
And let passion take its advantage
And I wonder why I have not yet found love
I sing to myself a lullaby
But with no
AN ARTIST'S LOVE
I lay you down on a sheet of canvas
I make love to you with the strokes of my brush
The colors I see fill me ecstasy
I can feel you without being touched
Hush now... I know your thoughts
Intertwined
Leave the past behind
Feel the brush
Know my love
Be there until the end
You're my masterpiece
Perfect
Priceless
The love I feel
When I think of you
Not even the profits know
Never foreseen
In any fortune tellers dream
Her crystal ball is worthless
A piece of glass
Distorting images of figures that pass
Never seeing the love that lasts
I dip my brush in your love
Can you feel my caresses?
My paint filled k
OPEN
Look at me
What do you see?
The beast within
Or the angel with soft pale skin
Can you feel my claws sinking in?
Can I taste your blood?
To know your past
To feel your thoughts
To smell your essence
Of love
And hate
Pain and relaxation
The fuzzy warmth of never knowing
Does not suite me
Never will
Please……send me some feeling
Prick my skin
Touch me gently
Release me from my fleshly sin
Before I devour another body
Ogh…how I loathe the flesh
Yet love the taste
All the cinematic pleasure
From head to toe
And all the crevasses within
Look at me
How do you feel?
Do you feel my eyes penetrating
Through your soul?
LEADING THE WAY
Take a moment to ponder
The ways of life around you
Deliberate the essence of
Mind body and soul
Smell the fragrance
Of thoughts unseen
Collaborate ideas for a future
Full of eminence and flavor
Sweet on the tongue
Tart to the lips
Smooth down the throat
Leaving sticky fingertips
Feel the energy run through your veins
Exploit the reasonings
Unveil the grand design
Kill all your inhibitions
Leave the past behind
Walk with me
Take a journey into conversation
Don't mistake this as temptation
This is only an invitation
To the sweet center of the spirit
To truth and understanding
An elevated sense of wonder
US AND THOSE OF YOU
Slipping away
This infinite day
Drowning in a see of beloved
I hold my head up
Capture some air
Just to survive
For a matter of time
It seems so hard
In times like these
When art is just art
And bliss is but a fraction
Of what it might be
I keep my eyes shut
As I walk along this rope
Which is noosed around my soul
Then I look through one eye
And I see the world laughing
As it's pulling on my rope
You think that I'm dying
Foolish
Foolish
World
I've survived much worse
So come a little closer
I'm coming just the same
Take my hand
Feel that I'm not ashamed
Look into my eyes
I've opened them now
M
SLEEP BEAT
Syncopated rhythm
Of the voices in my head
Singing glory hala lu lla
You're not yet dead
Metronomic patterns
Decreasing as I sleep
Cause in R.E.M.
I sing a hymn and
Dream
Dream
Dream
TO SEARCH FOR EMOTION
Staggering
Stammering
Over words and thoughts
Once familiar
Now foreign as what lies
Just beyond the horizon
And somehow I remember
Catching a glimpse
Of a reservoir of unused
Emotion
I'd give anything
To find it once again
Because ogh how I need it
I thirst for emotion
For mine has run dry
I long for that change of season
Which I've seen in so many eyes
Yet not mine
Why must I be immune
To this which is
Common human nature
What mistake did I make
What made me fall
Lying in the semi-sweet
Taunting of those who
Know better
Tasting the sour remorse
Of those who don't
And you also ask why
Why c
THE BLOOD STAINED DITCH
My life is better so it seems
But I'm still living in a dream
It still sucks
It's still shit
Bit I'm slowly climbing out of this ditch
Will I hitch a ride and make it home
Or will I lie here in the grass
With my eyes getting slim
I'm slipping away fast
On my head it begins to rain
On my cloths it begins to stain
Blood colored raindrops
Falling all around
Blood colored raindrops
Falling to the ground
Yelling
Calling
I hear the awful sound
The sound of breath
The sound of death
The sound of laughing
The sound of pain
I see it land in a blood stain
I pick it up
Hold it close
It makes me glad
It
FLAME OF ARTISTIC
VISION
Freezing
In this self made
Winter
Snowing these
Thoughts down
Drifting through
My mind
Though
All that matters
Are these words
My memories will
Wither and fade
When I touch the grave
But these words will
Stay
Warming myself
By this fire
Inspired by life
Burning with
Artistic vision
The ground is solid
And frozen
All around me
But my body stays warm
I will stay by this fire
And never let it die
Because my creativity
Is stacked too high
There is room
Around this fire
For many
And many more
There are stories
To be told
Hearts to mold
And souls to unfold
There are secrets
To reveal
LIQUID HEART BEAT
My liquid heartbeat
Drips love flavored poison
Into a bottle with no label
It's an old fable
Told differently this time
No one dies
No one tries
It's no surprise
Same old story
With a different twist
Same old hands
Clinched to fists
Same old wall
A few new holes
Stained with blood
Splintered knuckles
Feeling pain
Feeling good
As long as there is feeling
I'm afraid I'm still a
Live
Bomb ticking
Just waiting
To blow a hole into reality
Catch a glimpse
Once again
Of morality
let's kill the world with our CO2
while the politicans are being complete fools
shooting innocent children that never experienced being free
along the way destroying all the flowers and the trees
chopping them down for paper, for human usage
i bet there are no more left that's three-hundred of age
filling the landscape with our junk
i don't think our world has any luck
look at us, look around
put your feet on the concrete ground
can you feel the selfishness
the so called "carelessness"
what have we become?
what have we become?
capturing marine lifeforms for "research"
our bigger than life brains
corrupting the food chains
bre
Advanced Bodies Absorbing Advanced Minds..
Still in a crippled state of mind.
Why has the majority chosen to do so little with their gift?
Blindly, yet faithfully following a system of duplication...
trimming power, leaving evolution up to another kind.
Even the genius with the perfect inventions...
will selfishly..
and ignorantly....
sit and wait for the so called "right time"..
to release creations from their mind.
I fear their reasoning may be intimidation.
Knowing that if releasing creation right now,
they would be forced.
Forced to come up with something bigger..
Something better...
Maybe it's the hesitation of their cap
Live in mystery
Forget history
Forget destiny
Or what's to be.
Be your own life's guide
Change your own fate's tide
Never look behind
You'll enjoy the ride.
Darkness Surrounds by RaistlinsDaughter, literature
Literature
Darkness Surrounds
Standing amongst the wooded area, the place quiet as could be. She stood, waiting, watching and taking heed. Something called, something was there, something out there was meant for her and her alone. She pushed a branch away and walked forward, the fog swirling up around her ankles and across her body. Her hand lingered upon the branch as she peered into the dense forest, her eyes adjusting slightly to see the form before her. She stopped in her tracks, eyeing this being, just watching. The being raised a single hand, out stretched towards her beckoning her forward. All she had to do was take the hand, take it and everything would be as it s
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