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The Tears Of The EarthWhat would you do if the world stopped,
Spinning and swirling to a systematic halt?
Would you climb to a mountain majestically high,
Raise your eyes up to the finite electric universe,
And reflect on the redemption of a death so diverse.

Veins line the black with faults of blood,
And I can hear the crazed howls of horror,
Erupt up from the centre of an empty Earth.
Screams swell to scorch the skies above me,
Where sunlight fades to freeze the faces I see.

What would you do if the world finished,
Falling and frolicking to a fatalistic end?
Would you swim to a sea seductively low,
Embrace your demise in that endless dark space,
An
The person I amLike the first breath
After holding your breath for so long 
A Gush of wind
Straight through you chest
A burst of personality
As you break through your cage
A cage too small
Too small to hold the real you
It's called NORMAL
Each screech of the cage door 
As the door opens
And scares you so much
But exits you so much more
You can't wait
For the door to open
To sing your new song 
To sing it every day till its just routine 
To let the whole world hear
Medicated MeltdownLike a suffocating safety blanket,
pulled over my head and tucked in at the sides.
Thinking, thoughts, blistering thoughts...
They torture and drowned me,
creep up and stab me.

I want you,
I need you,
I call your name, even.

But, I don't want you,
don't want your cold heart,
your cold breath on my neck.

I don't understand,
are they tears or blood?

Are they memories of this life,
or a past life?

What can I do,
with a hollow shell of a body?

A hollow, lifeless mind,
filled with traps and pain?

Panic...panic inside.
Panic outside.
Air..need air, squashed inside.
Dead and suffocating on life.
Lifeless and never ending.
Never needed,
ne
SacraficeThe meaning of sacrafice
It's something not everyone takes too lightly
Why did a soldier die for his officers?
Why did a mother die to protect her child?

It's something that everyone looks at everyone and wonders
Who would throw their own life on the line for a bunch of meat?
Who would throw down everything they have to see others get more?
To some people it just doesn't make any sense

But see it from a soldier's perspective
See it from the side that actually fights day in and day out
Rather it be in the mountains or in a neutral country
Day in and day out; sacrafices are made to the lions

The meaning of sacrafice
From a soldier's perspect
FearOpen your eyes to face your fears.
let your heart sill, don't despair

Deep inside, you know you can't hide
danger hangs around, side by side.

You want to call for help, but... who?
No one is coming to rescue you.

You'll have to face, you'll have to fight,
deal with the shadows of the night,

be the winner of the game
- while mysterious voices utter your name.

Not a witch, a werewolf, a ghost...
This is exactly what you fear the most,

much scarier than all the rest.
You feel your heart heavy in your chest.

Enveloped in dread, you feel like blind,
someone is playing with your mind.

Then you know, you don't have a clue,
the monster is ins
World is CryingThe world is a creature that is dying
Crying and whining in pain
It feels the wars and the corruption as well as the greed
And the world is filled with monsters
They’re polluting the poor world with crimes
But now the world is running out of time

The world is screaming for mercy
Desperately asking for a quick death
For the world is slowly dying
Just like the monstrous humans that it hosts
Its heart is slowly failing on the world
And soon it will collapse in on itself

Death happens everywhere despite the desperate plea
That comes from the mouth of the world
Life and Death doesn’t seem so important anymore
Liars and Hypocrites den
Dark was the lightIn the dark you can cry,
no one has to know why.
You can sit and lament,
ponder where your strength went.
Here you can let it all go
and no one else has to know.
It may be a time all your own
where you may feel so alone
but it's a time that you need
to just let your heart bleed.
To release tears and sighs
and begin your goodbyes.
Yes, in the dark you can cry,
without refrain to deny,
for once you let the pain go,
in the dark you will glow.
Silent DeathOlder and wiser,
Knowing my pain,
Feelings remembered,
Severed the vain.
Long to forget,
Past to leave,
Into the distance,
Blood soaked sleave.
Feeling the cold,
Chilled to bone,
Darkness descends,
Stifled groan,
Vision blurry,
Curtains of flesh,
Closed the world,
Tears fresh.
Sounds ever distant,
Fading with time,
Silence at last,
The end of my rhyme.
The EndThe end

Blindfolded fool,
Digging the grave of the short story that is your life
Rambling the worms around your trembling knees.
In the frozen land you will bury you own mind,
That soiled memory of a character you once were.

And in the meadow of forgotten hopes,
Wrapped in the foggy gray cloak of the bitter morning,
You float through the vast harmony of Earth,
That you will no longer reach with your stone-cold hands,
Nor see with your dark veiled eyes.

But do not despair, fool,
For those who swallowed your words like honey-wine,
Will remember to follow the trail you left behind,
That same path you were once led into,
Before cl
I BelieveA thousand times I walked along this line
Dreaming of the other side
So far away, yet next to me
A strange new land
Full of possibility

A million times I wondered why
I had now wings to spread and fly
Until I found them inside my mind
Finding freedom hiding in my soul
Accepting the necessity of lost control

I wonder now, could it change
If I changed in time?
If I gave up fear and just crossed the line
To explore the unknown land
Instead of wondering what might be...

Do you think I'd open up and see?

I'm tired of hiding my curiosity
It feels wrong to deny this side of me
I want to know who I might be
If I open my eyes to see

I believe, oh
My Hourglass FigureUnsure and stuttering
you ask me
ask for everything
ask for too much

I refuse to take your pleas
to look at those desperate eyes
overflowing with pent up emotion

Leave me be
watch your reflection bounce back at you from cold glass
I have no time left to give
that's what you want, isn't it?

My time
more time
time, time, time

The sand in my hollow body has just about run out
leaving me empty
with false hopes that I might be turned over
giving me a few more hours on the clock

I used to be a work of art
now only cracked glass
wishing less life was wasted clinging to falling sand

I can give you other chances
if you help me

F
Everything Has a BeginningPeople come and people go.
Time, so like a river, flows.
In and out and all around,
Flying fast without a sound.

Rain falls swift and seasons change.
At moonrise the oceans rage.
Waves crash forward then fall back,
Never ceasing their attack.

Darkness swarms from each direction,
Smothering such insurrection,
Calming what has spurned the storm;
Trading peace for the unbalanced norm.

Slowly quiet fills the scene.
Veteran tides begin to gleam.
Night gives way to the morning light;
Pastel skies are a welcome sight.

Weary soldiers ebb and flow,
No other beach for them to go.
The battle fought, the war begun,
They rest there, sil
See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No EvilClose your eyes
and count to three
If you can't see it
it's not there

Floating in a space that does not exist in your world
watch the black on back of your eyelids
as it paints a perfect childhood
there are no bruises to be seen
when your eyes are closed

Cover your ears
scream at the top of your lungs
if you cannot hear it
there couldn't have been a sound

Sound waves canceled out
sent back to where they came
bouncing off the back of your hands
swallowed up by your gaping mouth

Yelling in the kitchen ceases to exist
smashing beer bottles and cries to stop
are only things of the imagination

If you don't talk about it
it nev
History RepeatingFists with impecable aim
glares deadly to perfection
snide remarks subtle enough for only me to understand

When will you give up this childish game
There is no need
for the pain you make me feel

It is not my fault that your father used you
as a champion boxer worthy punching bag
every time you cry was seen as another victory
playing on your childhood emotions all the while
but that doesn't give you the right to do it to me

This has turned into a cycle
passed down from one generation to the next
making everyone in its path seemingly forget history
and let it repeat itself yet again

Let go of your angry fists
and pent up grief
Pride of a Nationfear coalesced with doubt, crystallizing in the pit of her
stomach—intestines rotting with hatred, she prayed as
the men passed by, eyes tightened against winter winds
while drums beat to a somber march…her heart dropped,
cerulean blood pooling around the soles of her feet, hidden
from the oxygen filled air none of them could help but breathe
as the torches’ fire filled the sky and knapsacks overran with
precious goods…flee the city, they all did, with the pride of Russia
behind them, their homes lay as ashes and towns known only by
their wooden signs…snow shrouded the land and covered the people
born in a wi
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That line one too many times
I don't fucking care
See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No EvilClose your eyes
and count to three
If you can't see it
it's not there

Floating in a space that does not exist in your world
watch the black on back of your eyelids
as it paints a perfect childhood
there are no bruises to be seen
when your eyes are closed

Cover your ears
scream at the top of your lungs
if you cannot hear it
there couldn't have been a sound

Sound waves canceled out
sent back to where they came
bouncing off the back of your hands
swallowed up by your gaping mouth

Yelling in the kitchen ceases to exist
smashing beer bottles and cries to stop
are only things of the imagination

If you don't talk about it
it nev
Suffocate MeJust hold tighter
hold me down
pin me to the ground

It's what I'm used to
after hours of being forced to listen
to the sound of my own crying
my own screams

screams tearing my throat
I can still feel the blood dripping
no matter how many times I scrub my skin
I still see hand prints

Close up the hole within me
smother it into oblivion
cover it with your own body
suffocate me

That's what I'm used to
hands clutching my throat like it's holding him to earth
if he let's go...
no, it doesn't matter he never let go

Feeling the flow of air
from his lungs to my face
breath on me
make me take in only your oxygen
that's what I'm
Stay for TodayScrew yesterday and
Keep tomorrow on your mind
I'll still be waiting

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Empty Memories

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A resounding silence takes up the space
rebounding off unfilled walls
gliding through empty halls
nothing more than empty memories

Your incessant talking interrupts my thoughts
wearing down on my paper thin tolerance

Trying to stuff the void I left open
the quiet I hung there ripped down
torn up by your noisy complaints

My vocal cords are rubbed raw
by words waiting to be said
stuck in my throat
they can't be pushed down
but can't be forced out, just yet

Allow me to go back to my unforgiving  memories
silent betrayers of my tired mind
unkept tendrils of forgotten knowledge
brimming over the sides if my head
pouring onto ungrateful lips

Can we keep it quiet
even just for a little while
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