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Snakes venomYour lips are like a snakes
Keeping the venomous fangs beneath them hidden
With every breath taken
That venom grows more deadly
You have the soul of a wanderer
Jumping from person to person as you would a place
You cannot remain by the side of one
Or a home of your own
Any loyalty you have is to yourself
And any leadership is that of a coward
Follow yourself at the expense of your followers
You are your only responsibility
The blood in your veins is as cold as the venom that runs from your lips
Each being is an expense to you, only living to please
The venom that flows in you is deceptive,
Sugar coated to hide their true purpose
Care is not a concern to you
For you only care for yourself
I pity you, user
For you cannot love until you love yourself
The venom in you will one day grow dry
Leaving your wandering soul, your cold blood, defenseless
And when that day comes you may learn to love
But first you must love yourself
uhg..... parentsthey give you options
yes or no
here or there
this or that
they ask your opinion
but in the end
they dont care
what you say
they will do it their way
if you say no
they say its not up to you anyways
they ask you what would you like
then they do what they want
they dont care
they dont listen to you
your just a kid they say
you dont matter anyway
your idea goes in one hear and out the other
they can bearly hear you
they say its up to you
then they twist the words
and make you do things their way
life is crule if your young
its not all games and fun
we have no vocie
Red Letter Day - Prologue
So here I am, writing.
I’m writing, I’m writing – just as you told me to.
I’m writing, I’m writing, I’m writing.
Have you ever noticed that when the sun goes down, this flat changes? It does. The walls are white during the day and lingering brown at night. During the day, I’m with you and the light from outside paints the walls that heavenly color. But when that sun goes down, the demons wake and I’m alone again, even though you’re just a room away.
Somehow it seems less threatening tonight, and I think it’s because you’ve given me an assignment to try and fight off the darkness. You gave me a stack of papers and a pen and told me to write everything that comes to mind.
It’s a strange feeling to have complete freedom. These empty pages are mine to do whatever I please – I could even wipe my ass with them – but they’re also terribly intimidating. The blank page has always been a nemesis of man. It&
LithiumA single trickling rain drop
Like gossamer silk strands
Gliding along my third eye
Whispers wind's secret caress
I exhale. Lungs releasing-
Pressing translucent memories;
Fragment of a fragment
As water kisses rose petal,
Drifting down stream's curtain
Pretty little curtain.
Where the wizard lies.
He smiles up at me
With his monocled brow-
Sipping on warm tea
And fingers quacking casually
To the rhythm of his notes
This is a safe-zone. Free-zone.
Innocent eyes sparkle,
Imploring it to be true. I breathe.
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