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What School Wouldn't Teach You
This violet light releases a luminous glow,
showing a side of people I’m sure you know,
enveloped in thoughts inside your head,
Never seeing the disaster laying ahead,
twisting arms while attempting to mime,
viscious hearts that are growing with time.
Though this mission is intentionally doomed,
this point of mine has to end soon.
Obviously money spins this world around,
proof the Devil’s fury holds no crown.
Ignorant are people that forsake the undead,
and what they become is hollow instead.
With black hearts playing a fool’s game,
materialistic traitors believeing in no shame,
Icy cold shivers preceed the bone chilling sights,
of unwelcomed strangers thriving on fights.
They’re falsely living in superficial reality,
showing the innocent undeserved brutality,
they laugh as they destroy their happiness,
preying feircly on the first sign of weakness.
They have no backbones so it seems,
talking shit about anything they deem,
so harshly they treat those below,
making suicide a common way to go.
Being unique was once ideal,
but now it’s forced to be concealed.
Sadly this battle is fought coast to coast,
provoking fear in the hearts of most,
adding more arrogant thoughts of impurities,
to an already growing lists of insecurities.
If this is what the world is coming too, then I'm afraid of tomorrow more than I'm afraid of moving out. And, well, most of you may not know, but I'm scared shitless...I need all the support that I can get, and my best friend...well she wont speak to me. I still haven't figured out why though. Anyway, yes my poem. All of these are.
Words To Express The Invisible
so captivating i am breathless,
memories blurred from our mess,
appearence proper hoping to impress,
but cowardly fearing in silence.
this stranger you know so well,
has few secerts on which he dwells,
stealing your thoughts after farewell,
how you feel you cannot tell.
slowly inviting his company around,
since voicing your heart seems too profound,
you walk with your head hanging down,
afraid of how desperate you may sound.
in his arms you always surrender,
laying peaceful in your slumber,
you pray that the darkness will cover,
the grip of the spell you are under.
when the sun rises dawning the day,
you hope for one second you find a way,
to leave with your heart screaming to stay,
you’ll never express what it wants to say.
as a prisioner he took you in,
unknowingly partaking to a sin,
in a blinded battle destined to win,
once alone does fear ever end?
A battle between what your heart wants and the fear of never being with someone again. Meaning, once your heart has been broken once, will you ever really be able to love the same again?
Though Leathal, They’re My Friends
So it all comes down to this,
when a persons had enough emptiness,
they give their all to everything,
simply ignoring their own heart beating.
But understanding for what?
fragile facades of enough?
I’d scream till my lungs run dry,
relentlessly fighting through this lie.
Fuck optimistic dreams of tomorrow,
clouding the shrouds of this sleepless hollow,
she’s opening disaster to the world,
ultimately pressumed as the “go to girl.”
Though she’s masking shattered faith from who?
when all others alike lack feeling too,
Equal rights were a proven penalty,
while trusting in this twisted fantasy.
How naive our thoughts can get,
our minds the only object we fret,
fully enveloped foresaken in space,
this unruly habit had formed it’s place.
Heavy eyes face these nights,
diluted by hopeless shawdowed sights,
they’ve turn their back,
with all failures intact.
Regretful faces are rarely found,
who are these “its” that push me down?
But inside their common sense screams for air,
they’ll still decieve to attain what’ll never be there.
Though laughter will always flood their room,
on their sleeve their emotions are cowardly intune,
deep inside me i obviously despise them,
these sick, strong and strange men.
The words from their tongues embrace,
leaving joy sweeping across my face,
Except rely and or trust if you dare,
my warning is that they’ll rarely be there.
These are my friends do or die,
but my pride they can’t take or even try.
No, I don't feel this way about any of you anymore, it was just an emotion that was strong at the time. I didn't realize who really was there for me. I also realized that instead of thinking that my friends will automatically be able to tell if something is wrong, that I have to tell them. Or ask them for help, something along those lines.
I Never Meant To Leave
if i could describe what i feel,
the words from my mouth,
your presence would steal,
so i resort to this to get it out.
my heart racing faster,
at the thought of you near,
although it beats much stronger,
once you are here.
i get lost in your eyes,
as if your an inviting maze,
showing a pleasent disguise,
to my inticing daze.
your arm rests upon me,
and my troubles disappear,
if only you could see,
the emotions i fear.
the nights you hold me,
i feel safe in that bliss,
just wishing that you’ll be,
my good morning kiss.
our friendship is too strong,
i fear what i know true,
it’s been a secret too long,
but i’m in love with you.
I actually think that I have a good idea of who I wrote that one too. But not in the "love" love sense...lol. Haha, and no it's not manny lol. (*just making sure derek. lol*) When a friendship gets so close, there's a certain point where the two involved can no longer grow as friends, and that's when the relationship either stays the same, fades away, or they become a couple. It's a matter of deciphering if the 2 parties are really one, at that level, and two, if both of them feel the same way.
Thank You
I wanted to thank you for always being there,
thank you for showing that you really care,
I may look like i really don’t give a damn,
i wish there was a way to show how grateful i am.
you never look down when lending a hand,
modestly reaching to help me stand,
you listen to me with an open mind,
why to me of all people are you so kind?
thank you my friend for things you don’t know,
like always letting me have a place to go,
i owe you too much to not do a thing,
so always remember i’m not just a dream.
For those of you that don't know, I've been staying with my buddy Tommy for the better half the almost every night. lol. The Mountain house is calming and it's nice to just fall asleep somewhere and just fall asleep and not toss and turn due to discomfort. Which I do when I sleep at my house. Just wait, only about 5 or 6 more days. Then, I'll be Pass Ave. house free, and as for Oxnard, well that'll be open for my visiting pleasure as of Janurary 5th, 2005. I'll actually get to sleep in for once. It's gonna be hard though. I wanted the people that mean the most to me to spend the first night in my apartment with me. Hopefully whatever is going on with Melinda is cleared up. I miss her already and I still don't know what's going on.
I went nuts last night because of it. But that's a different story for a different day because right now, I have to go crash my car into a wall. (*figure of speach*).
Be back someday I hope.
P.S. Melinda, I love you dearly. I miss you so much, I just wish that you would tell me what is wrong. So at least we can try and work this out. Wow, and you thought Kel and I sounded like a friggin old married couple. Lol. I do miss you though...
This violet light releases a luminous glow,
showing a side of people I’m sure you know,
enveloped in thoughts inside your head,
Never seeing the disaster laying ahead,
twisting arms while attempting to mime,
viscious hearts that are growing with time.
Though this mission is intentionally doomed,
this point of mine has to end soon.
Obviously money spins this world around,
proof the Devil’s fury holds no crown.
Ignorant are people that forsake the undead,
and what they become is hollow instead.
With black hearts playing a fool’s game,
materialistic traitors believeing in no shame,
Icy cold shivers preceed the bone chilling sights,
of unwelcomed strangers thriving on fights.
They’re falsely living in superficial reality,
showing the innocent undeserved brutality,
they laugh as they destroy their happiness,
preying feircly on the first sign of weakness.
They have no backbones so it seems,
talking shit about anything they deem,
so harshly they treat those below,
making suicide a common way to go.
Being unique was once ideal,
but now it’s forced to be concealed.
Sadly this battle is fought coast to coast,
provoking fear in the hearts of most,
adding more arrogant thoughts of impurities,
to an already growing lists of insecurities.
If this is what the world is coming too, then I'm afraid of tomorrow more than I'm afraid of moving out. And, well, most of you may not know, but I'm scared shitless...I need all the support that I can get, and my best friend...well she wont speak to me. I still haven't figured out why though. Anyway, yes my poem. All of these are.
Words To Express The Invisible
so captivating i am breathless,
memories blurred from our mess,
appearence proper hoping to impress,
but cowardly fearing in silence.
this stranger you know so well,
has few secerts on which he dwells,
stealing your thoughts after farewell,
how you feel you cannot tell.
slowly inviting his company around,
since voicing your heart seems too profound,
you walk with your head hanging down,
afraid of how desperate you may sound.
in his arms you always surrender,
laying peaceful in your slumber,
you pray that the darkness will cover,
the grip of the spell you are under.
when the sun rises dawning the day,
you hope for one second you find a way,
to leave with your heart screaming to stay,
you’ll never express what it wants to say.
as a prisioner he took you in,
unknowingly partaking to a sin,
in a blinded battle destined to win,
once alone does fear ever end?
A battle between what your heart wants and the fear of never being with someone again. Meaning, once your heart has been broken once, will you ever really be able to love the same again?
Though Leathal, They’re My Friends
So it all comes down to this,
when a persons had enough emptiness,
they give their all to everything,
simply ignoring their own heart beating.
But understanding for what?
fragile facades of enough?
I’d scream till my lungs run dry,
relentlessly fighting through this lie.
Fuck optimistic dreams of tomorrow,
clouding the shrouds of this sleepless hollow,
she’s opening disaster to the world,
ultimately pressumed as the “go to girl.”
Though she’s masking shattered faith from who?
when all others alike lack feeling too,
Equal rights were a proven penalty,
while trusting in this twisted fantasy.
How naive our thoughts can get,
our minds the only object we fret,
fully enveloped foresaken in space,
this unruly habit had formed it’s place.
Heavy eyes face these nights,
diluted by hopeless shawdowed sights,
they’ve turn their back,
with all failures intact.
Regretful faces are rarely found,
who are these “its” that push me down?
But inside their common sense screams for air,
they’ll still decieve to attain what’ll never be there.
Though laughter will always flood their room,
on their sleeve their emotions are cowardly intune,
deep inside me i obviously despise them,
these sick, strong and strange men.
The words from their tongues embrace,
leaving joy sweeping across my face,
Except rely and or trust if you dare,
my warning is that they’ll rarely be there.
These are my friends do or die,
but my pride they can’t take or even try.
No, I don't feel this way about any of you anymore, it was just an emotion that was strong at the time. I didn't realize who really was there for me. I also realized that instead of thinking that my friends will automatically be able to tell if something is wrong, that I have to tell them. Or ask them for help, something along those lines.
I Never Meant To Leave
if i could describe what i feel,
the words from my mouth,
your presence would steal,
so i resort to this to get it out.
my heart racing faster,
at the thought of you near,
although it beats much stronger,
once you are here.
i get lost in your eyes,
as if your an inviting maze,
showing a pleasent disguise,
to my inticing daze.
your arm rests upon me,
and my troubles disappear,
if only you could see,
the emotions i fear.
the nights you hold me,
i feel safe in that bliss,
just wishing that you’ll be,
my good morning kiss.
our friendship is too strong,
i fear what i know true,
it’s been a secret too long,
but i’m in love with you.
I actually think that I have a good idea of who I wrote that one too. But not in the "love" love sense...lol. Haha, and no it's not manny lol. (*just making sure derek. lol*) When a friendship gets so close, there's a certain point where the two involved can no longer grow as friends, and that's when the relationship either stays the same, fades away, or they become a couple. It's a matter of deciphering if the 2 parties are really one, at that level, and two, if both of them feel the same way.
Thank You
I wanted to thank you for always being there,
thank you for showing that you really care,
I may look like i really don’t give a damn,
i wish there was a way to show how grateful i am.
you never look down when lending a hand,
modestly reaching to help me stand,
you listen to me with an open mind,
why to me of all people are you so kind?
thank you my friend for things you don’t know,
like always letting me have a place to go,
i owe you too much to not do a thing,
so always remember i’m not just a dream.
For those of you that don't know, I've been staying with my buddy Tommy for the better half the almost every night. lol. The Mountain house is calming and it's nice to just fall asleep somewhere and just fall asleep and not toss and turn due to discomfort. Which I do when I sleep at my house. Just wait, only about 5 or 6 more days. Then, I'll be Pass Ave. house free, and as for Oxnard, well that'll be open for my visiting pleasure as of Janurary 5th, 2005. I'll actually get to sleep in for once. It's gonna be hard though. I wanted the people that mean the most to me to spend the first night in my apartment with me. Hopefully whatever is going on with Melinda is cleared up. I miss her already and I still don't know what's going on.
I went nuts last night because of it. But that's a different story for a different day because right now, I have to go crash my car into a wall. (*figure of speach*).
Be back someday I hope.
P.S. Melinda, I love you dearly. I miss you so much, I just wish that you would tell me what is wrong. So at least we can try and work this out. Wow, and you thought Kel and I sounded like a friggin old married couple. Lol. I do miss you though...