Saturday, December 24, 2011
Phoenix
This is me walking away from the past. How could I run back to you, what did you expect? I gave you all of me but you threw me away, you threw me away, you threw me away. What did you expect? Your words of false hope once filled my heart, but it's gone now. The way is black, and there's no way back, no way back, no way back. Look what you did, look at the mess that you've made. I'm not a fool, and I'm not weak. Just try to push me, try to knock me down. It's my time. I'll rise from the ashes of the fire that destroyed me. I will rise. Look at the blood on your hands, but don't come screaming my name, my name, you're to blame.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Ocular
Eyes sewn shut. Mouth stitched closed. Crippled hands over your bleeding ears. Nonexistent. Who do you think you are? You've dug your own grave, but at least you'll find your peace...six feet under. There's a wall between you and society; ignorance is no cohort. Look at the monster you've given birth to as he feeds on your flesh. What have you done? How could you change the world when you're no longer part of it? The blood of murder is in the dirt, while lust and greed lords the earth. Tears are shed for hope that's lost, while you are whoring out the cross. When will you realize the mistake that you've made? Lord, have mercy on our ignorant hearts and deaf ears.
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