WhateverA head full of acid a town full of scum rage litters the streets.Whatever
Plan for the future Believe in love Scream in silence Smile without smiling Run in fear Stop and look People are busy Doing nothing Wait and see Expect one truth Know your fate Pretend you care Buy a car Sell a car Eat some food Then eat some more Have a drink Have six more Cry for no-one Love yourself Accept time Accept injustice Accept fear
Accept confusion Accept yourself Fuck you Show me how &nb
A voidal battleI live nowhere I just am. this machine breathes it eats sleeps and wants to fuck. I think I want to know the beauty of love but a sneaking suspicion, a nagging thought, implants the knowledge that such things are mere essential defences against the onslaught of a powerful, totally suffocating, all encompassing, nihilistice experience. An undeniable summation that offends, brutalises and eradicates the alleged soul.A voidal battle
We are all friends hereA search for balance A request for emotional respite. safe. content. transported. A primal urge (again), A need for A force Powerful enough To ignore Deny and Destroy The nihilistic knowledge that encapsulates me.We are all friends here
Peace at lastEmptiness is beauty Clarification A realisation Another knowledge that maps out the path To annihilation To truth That golden road That serves our inverted desires and returns them To their rightful place.Peace at last
Emptiness is peace, at last; Freedom Exaltation Success Budhavistic realisation Of all we see, know and feel A oneness with nothing A beauty like A God denied.
BloomMidnight RamblingDrink another glass to feel time pass ... slowly as I sit with reasonable company, can't help but it feels hard to breathe, deep in the poisonous fling of a random dream.Midnight Rambling
Cold murderous light shines down upon me, indeed feelings of hate rage within I temper my mood with alcohol and smoke to rot my inner self and to feel sick once again.
Scenery changes with every song, every word, perhaps I am drunk - don't care - my voice is not to be heard for what wisdom could I share ?
Still as I drift into fantasy ignoring all the ramblings, around me, &nbs
Let GoThe sky is cloudless, limitless Yet, why am I not? Why can't I let go Of old thoughts, old feelings Grudges from the past Coming back effortlessly to haunt me Taunt me Pull at me until I can take no more Why can't I let go Of you, of the little things that made me Fall for you the first time The first time, which I promised was the last time But no Again, again Over and over, the same thing I must let go Try to Let the thought of you free As the venom and lust I feel for you Takes overLet Go
PoetryBlood flows from this pen Tears blend with these words Because lips don't dare utter What burns on these vocal cordsPoetry
Anger conveyed in writing Pains drowned with phrases To try to heal these open wounds Hoping despair it chases
Transmitting thoughts into a sentence Is sometimes so hard to do When regret, sorrow and hurt Once again becomes a part of you
I pray for forgiveness And for others not to see The cruel world I can depict In silly conjectures I call poetry
Absence...
Stupefied
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