I can't move anymore ( Read more... )

The poison pumps eagerly ( Read more... )

I've woken up on so many lost moments,
Joined conversations on one line,
Remembered all those perfect laments,
Trying to remember when I last showed up on time.

^_^
  

Many a man will count his blessings ( Read more... )

Split lip ( Read more... )

Stockholm syndrome ( Read more... )

At the hands of business men our world will fade.
-Fade out, and fade away.
His hands are clean as though he went through life wearing gloves.
-Clean and white, stains washed at the twilight of each day.
No mistakes. Perfection, they cry!
-Make no mistake, they are not workers the way we are.

God hath ravaged the hands of working men!
-Calused, bloodied ( Read more... )

Laying awake.
-As the clock ticks away your life.
Calmly fake.
-Tick, tick, tick, tick, he cries.
Listen to your nimble heart beating.
-Locked within humanity, good bye, goodbye!
The sound of endless feeling.
-Let go, let go!
Haunting, possesing, the clock cries once again.
-Tick, tick, tick, tick!

Black light curtains,
-Hiding the real darkness in their shadows.
An ideal world,
-Everyone in white walks around with halos.
Fading glow of ken,
-Burns the city brighter.
The unknowing of men,
-Provides the arsonist a lighter.

The siren grows softer,
-The violence rages on
Company in loneliness,
-Confessions pour out to meaningless song
Another, dead in ( Read more... )

Different,
-From the day before.
Elegant,
-With little more.
Lost,
-No map, no guide.
Dark,
-No light, blackened sight.
Girl,
-In love.