As I begin to fill this page with ink,
i sit and think,
that I am the source of this rebellion.
Im the leader of the battalion
of men who are not afraid to
say something that people who don't have a clue,
might fight them.
But the day they see that we were strong since way back when,
they will know we had our fists up,
fighting for this dump,
that we call home,
a place where a dog wouldn't even bury his bone.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Demons
You yell at me for keeping everything in,
like some sorta steel bin.
When the truth is I learned how to handle what's inside,
without having to confide.
The way to meet my demons as they escape,
ready to meet my fate.
The way to battle a impossible
foe with a remarkable strength,
from deep within.
Little by little I begin,
to fill the void that is called my heart,
and tear it apart.
I do this until I cannot feel,
a thing like a heart made of steel.
This is what I do not only to stay alive,
but do the unimaginable, strive.
like some sorta steel bin.
When the truth is I learned how to handle what's inside,
without having to confide.
The way to meet my demons as they escape,
ready to meet my fate.
The way to battle a impossible
foe with a remarkable strength,
from deep within.
Little by little I begin,
to fill the void that is called my heart,
and tear it apart.
I do this until I cannot feel,
a thing like a heart made of steel.
This is what I do not only to stay alive,
but do the unimaginable, strive.
Let it be
I have reached the end of my luck,
My time is up.
Here comes the animal from within.
Screaming from in my heart.
Saying " Let me free,
you know this is how it is meant to be.
Let me out with all my rage,
let me release hell from outside this cage.
More than a hurricanes swell.
You know this all to well.
Let it be."
My time is up.
Here comes the animal from within.
Screaming from in my heart.
Saying " Let me free,
you know this is how it is meant to be.
Let me out with all my rage,
let me release hell from outside this cage.
More than a hurricanes swell.
You know this all to well.
Let it be."
Wishing
I know when it comes down to you,
your his number two.
But when all is said and done,
you know your my number one.
When he begins to fail,
think about those happy tales.
I know I do.
If wishes do come true,
how come I don't have you?
your his number two.
But when all is said and done,
you know your my number one.
When he begins to fail,
think about those happy tales.
I know I do.
If wishes do come true,
how come I don't have you?
Rock or Leaf
I will stand on the podium of truth,
with my hand on my heart.
And tell you from the bottom of my empty heart,
I have fallen in lust many of times before.
But when I tell you this,
I want you to be different.
I want you in anyway shape or form.
I cannot stand the torment,
just decide.
Decide if I am your rock or leaf.
with my hand on my heart.
And tell you from the bottom of my empty heart,
I have fallen in lust many of times before.
But when I tell you this,
I want you to be different.
I want you in anyway shape or form.
I cannot stand the torment,
just decide.
Decide if I am your rock or leaf.
Pixie Dust
Someone once told me that if you reach for the stars,
you can miss but still fall upon the stars.
But what happens when you miss the stars ,
and crash to the ground?
Can you get up,
when there is no more pixie dust?
you can miss but still fall upon the stars.
But what happens when you miss the stars ,
and crash to the ground?
Can you get up,
when there is no more pixie dust?
Blind
The worst feeling in the world is sitting next to the person you want,
the one person you want most in the world.
The one person you would go the distance for,
the one person who gives you hope.
The one person who is blind to it all.
Just knowing that they are the one thing you cannot have,
kills you a little bit each time with their smile.
The one who could mend and break your heart at the same time.
the one person you want most in the world.
The one person you would go the distance for,
the one person who gives you hope.
The one person who is blind to it all.
Just knowing that they are the one thing you cannot have,
kills you a little bit each time with their smile.
The one who could mend and break your heart at the same time.
Love
From what I have heard love is the be all and end all.
From what I heard its the only thing in life worth living for,
Without love you should not live.
But from what I can tell love is the only thing that can kill a man without killing him.
The one thing that can break a mans soul with just words.
From what I heard its the only thing in life worth living for,
Without love you should not live.
But from what I can tell love is the only thing that can kill a man without killing him.
The one thing that can break a mans soul with just words.
Pine
Some days I cannot help but feel regret and remorse,
For the life I could of lived and the one I actually live.
I chose to be the Pine Tree rather then the Elm.
I will always be different, thats just way I have chosen to be.
Maybe someday everyone will be a pine like me.
For the life I could of lived and the one I actually live.
I chose to be the Pine Tree rather then the Elm.
I will always be different, thats just way I have chosen to be.
Maybe someday everyone will be a pine like me.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
The Beast Within
When it comes to that I cannot feel anymore,
When my heart feels like it’s been through complete and utter war.
I know that its time to pick up a pen,
And begin to write what happen way back when.
When I begin to pour my heart onto the page,
I realize that it is like a soldier being released from a cage.
My heart sheds its shackles,
And rips them right off its ankles.
It runs into so many battles,
That I cannot even believe how my heart does not rattle,
With the pain it feels,
Like it’s running on wheels,
And I know sooner or later it will begin to tear,
Once again, and I know that it will be more then I can bear.
I know I must contain the beast,
Even though it will begin to feast,
On my emotions, like an animal.
It will become so wild; it will turn into a cannibal.
This is why the page is filled with ink.
I know I cannot even think,
That these feelings can stay,
Inside while I run away
When my heart feels like it’s been through complete and utter war.
I know that its time to pick up a pen,
And begin to write what happen way back when.
When I begin to pour my heart onto the page,
I realize that it is like a soldier being released from a cage.
My heart sheds its shackles,
And rips them right off its ankles.
It runs into so many battles,
That I cannot even believe how my heart does not rattle,
With the pain it feels,
Like it’s running on wheels,
And I know sooner or later it will begin to tear,
Once again, and I know that it will be more then I can bear.
I know I must contain the beast,
Even though it will begin to feast,
On my emotions, like an animal.
It will become so wild; it will turn into a cannibal.
This is why the page is filled with ink.
I know I cannot even think,
That these feelings can stay,
Inside while I run away
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