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Born to Die

If we are all born to Die,

And when we Die, people Cry,

Yet we are predetermined to eternally fry,

deep in the Depths of Hell.

What business do We have keeping Well?

simply just to ring our own bell?

To put off this damnation

is simply procrastination,

Give in to the extermination,

and your ultimate obliteration.

But these beliefs may prove False

so don’t make them deal with the loss

with someone so good as you

its never to late to Start your life Anew

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Crying In the Bathroom

They talk uncomfortably

about the way things should be

and small-town gossip

and big-world dreams,

after the insanity is ended

and hot-heads still steam,

Cold dinner on a plate

push it with the fork,

still tastes like hate

It’s hard to swallow

when collie-flower tastes

like sorrow;

Push in your chair

and walk up the stair

Your friend walks past and you

smile although

he knows

that the tears are impending

but he’s pretending not to see

the fragile autocracy

of an independent heart

broken to pieces,

fallen apart.

The facade of a grin

and the Everything’s fine

while you’re screaming within

and losing you Mind-

What a curious condition

that only Man can find;

withholding emotion

to shut out assistance

intriguing resistance

to a fight that is not there!

but up you go

to the top of the stair

and tell your family

that you don’t care,

nothing’s the matter

while inside you steadily

become sadder,

and you feel

sick to the core

just thinking about it,

close the bathroom door

(gently as to not make a fuss)

and you make sure it’s secure

before

you start to cry

the weight of the world

took a rest on your chest

and as you cry

you come to realize

That Man is a solitary creature


Invisible (for the Forgotten and the Victims of Searing Injustice)

Nobody seems to care for

What cannot be Seen

But when I look into the Mirror,

I don’t only see Me and

It cannot be Clearer

that I am but a function of We.

No one can Decieve

Nor make me Believe

that my Mind is a Sieve

To make me Live as a Piece

of this Hideous machine

That turns it’s Insidious,

Vacant Engines

with it’s Darkly

Suicidal Intentions,

think not of those

Who Find others to Blame

but Seek the depraved

and Lose my own Name to

Leave the whole World

Decaying in Shame

and look up to the Stars

and Beyond the Tame

Cities broken Boondox

Terrestrial shattered

Civilized Paradox

The Things I See when the Lights go Out

Fascinatingly, Terrifying

It doesn’t matter, shut them Out

These ghosts in my Head

That I cannot get out

Titanic Mistakes which

I did make

and though my Life is Not empty

It’s still far from Full

Those who are Forgotten

my Soul still does Pull

closer ever to my Heart

Which is not One

But billions tied

To All who suffer and

All those who Cry

And When my Eyes are shut

I Still can see

The Victims right

In front of me

Those who are blind

and Narrow in Mind

never think to care

For whats Righteous or Fair

And if you’ve been to the bottom

Can you comprehend what’s on top?

Dark, red Blood on

a Long, cold Blade

and All of the Ghosts

Suddenly

Fade


Dreamer

Dreams never die

but sometimes they cry.

Dreams may never fly

but sometimes they try.

Dreams can reach the sky

or never past your eyes.

Dreams can be a way to live

or hold you captive.


Somewhere In Between

Between the Trees and

the Locust cries

You can hear the soft

moan of the Summer breeze

You ruffled my leaves

and I began to cry

the saplings will

All wither and Die

I was somewhere in between

two towering elder trees

I was overwhelmed

Opportunity ripped out from my arms

I went down to the creek

and took a Deep draw,

I rose to my feet and

Spread my limbs wide

and for the first time

I opened my Eyes.


Wolfs Don’t Cry

Wolfs don’t cry,

They greet Slaughter with mirth

Wolfs don’t sigh

They fight from birth

No one tells Wolfs what not to do

If you try, We’ll kill you too.

Wolfs meet challengers

with Tooth and Claw

Wolfs rip them apart

With bloodied maw.

Wolfs tear out the bad-guys lungs,

Wolfs clean their paws with Triumphant tongues

Wolfs don’t fall away from Villain or Foe

Wolfs eat their Fucking marrow!

In Fearless Night,

Wolfs run free in Wild snow

Although, if Wolfs don’t Cry,

Then why do I?


A Prayer For Christmas Eve

On Christmas Eve when eyelids sink and Head does Nod, I look out my window to Behold my God, On quiet Night, beneath Perfect Sky, Is time to remember Those who cry,  And send out a Prayer for those Victims of Injustice and what is not ‘Fair’, those without a family With which this Night to Share, Let them know they are not Forgotten On Eve of Day ere Christ’s begotten. Those who suffer Mental illness or battle the demons of addiction and those infirmed with physical ailment or affliction give tender love and care and do not let their hearts despair, and to those who live where danger Fear and Violence reign, ease their sorrows, Woes and pain, this Christmas Eve remember those who had to leave and go up to that quiet sky, rejoice in those who live in memory of those who die, and let those who are Invisible be seen, to highest thrones lift them from shameful slums unclean, As I drift off to sleep, these secret hopes my Heart will keep this Christmas Eve I pray, let all the World behold

A glorious Christmas Day


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