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The old man in the park There's an old man sitting on a bench in the park.
A scruffy dog by his feet, on his lips a witty remark.
Not a tooth in his mouth, but he smiles anyway.
And if you ask him why, this is what he will say:
“I have a song in my head, and a smile on my face.
I have lived a full life of both sorrow and grace.
I have love so plenty, and stories to share.
And I live my life without a worry or care.”
His wrinkles are a map of a long, lasting life.
Of hard work, three sons, and a now deceased wife.
His hearing may be bad, and his vision turning grey.
But if you ask him, this is what he will say:
“I have seen my share of wonders
I’m tempted to change my whole mentality,
To make sure you’ll never be able to forget me,
‘Cause the Devil wishes to be remembered through evil,
And it seems to me being good to folks is just forgettable.
Dear you,I could list a thousand reasons why I hate you
And I'm sure a lot of people could do that too.
When you're alone with children's parents I know you spout your lies
And truthfully, honestly I can't say I'm surprised.
When will this nightmare of your reign end?
When will you stop trying and forcing to make things bend?
I just don't like your "help", you are most certainly not helping me.
I'm going to expose you so the whole wide world will see.
When you talk to me and other students you shout at us
But when you talk to parents you make us eat your dust.
If this is an example of what a role model should be,
I'd rather be a beggar and be starving on the cold streets.
You say some things that you can never take back or heal the pain
And then you ask us to speak up and to explain.
But when we try to you just hold you hand and shut us up
Hell when my grandma died you didn't care or give a fuck.
You said that reason wasn't valid for me to be late
And that I was on probation and mig
Looks LieI’m ugly and fat
But I can deal with that
‘Cause it means people like me for me;
Not for what they see.
I look for youAfter a laugh so sincere
Then the moment is finished, my face turns serious
And in that grimace
I wish you'd have been there.
I know that you can't be but I still look for you.
When I log on
And sift through the messages, looking for anything
To just fill the precipice,
Nothing else will do.
I know you won't be there but I still look for you.
When I make a decision
And you're the first person I trust and envision
I'm wanting to share
But I look, you're not there.
I know that you won't be but I still look for you.
When I'm doing mundane things
Like walking the dog
Or surfing the internet
Or eating popcorn
Or watching my show.
Dead endI built something here but I now need to leave.
Dead ends cant be denied
They demand you to grieve.
Doom sets in as I stare ahead.
My eyes already dead,
Palpitations in my chest.
I'm the one who likes to torture myself until the very end.
Ignore all the signs,
It could work, just pretend.
But that makes the collision all the more cataclysmic.
That makes the breakdown all the more tragic.
That makes the suicide all the more certain.
This Dream of MineWandering endlessly on
in this dream of mine
within this plane I am a pawn
unaffected by time
Controlled by trapped desires
influenced by disguised thoughts
unknowingly it transpires
with the speed of a fired shot
In this dream of mine
monsters become known
as they meet me through time
revealing that I was never alone
Wandering endlessly on
through this forest of denial
never shall it be dawn
with each step a new trial
In this dream of mine
wings of freedom flutter
as I reach for them trapped in vine
there is nothing left for me to utter
Gazing into the sky
there is endless desolation
birds of white begin to fly
swelling frustration and desolation
Wandering endlessly on
how I was foolishly seeking
I am but a pawn
left without a dream, left shrieking.
tooth decayNot personal vengeance, monotonous sex: a rotting tooth decay type of love.
To say it is a fallacy, I'd be wrong.
I’m strung high, aeronautical aerobics – anxious to reach the lofty clouds – lubricious like the ashen feathers that encompass a dove.
Swollen lips and torn fabric, flesh is slick and glossy – your eyes, they hum a bluesy song.
Chords struck by a hollow wood, tune as dull as his soul – reverberating string pulsing against a tomb – bleeding remnants of our dying flame (Something I need to be freed of).
Each word he speaks sends shivers along my spine; words spoken in twisted tongue. Is he wh
The CurseTo shy to say hello,
My heart a dying glow
So afraid due to my past
quickly dissolving if we move too fast
Will I ever find my soul mate,
or is forever loneliness my fate?
Im just an outline of my former self
My courage gone and put on shelf
I see your eye's longing for me to speak
But I dare not come down from my peak
Forever consumed by my fear
I wish the winds would carry my words for you to hear.
Till then..I will just stare down,
pay no mind to my frown..
Lips ShutSew my lips shut and fill my soul with pain
Let it breed darkness inside my brain
Becoming infested in this sickness of silence
Finally broke down and screamed out in violence
Take it all back and pretend it never happened
Mask the wounds as the day lay dampened
ExposureWe live in the shadows
Waiting for the night
Before baring our souls
We've kept out of sight
We wait for the moment
When the time is right
Because we can't bare our souls
We've kept sheltered from the light
Grown DeepMy eyes and skin caressed by moonlight,
Soul is that entity elusive that
Has yet to be swum in by love.
Grown in shaded isolation,
Deep within a wild ancient forest,
Like a starving animal, I seek
The method to quench my thirst for rest.
Rivers of sorrow and verse converge;
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
FailureThey stand around me, everywhere.
They used to laugh but now they stare.
Anger, sadness in their hearts.
Hate me and my broken parts.
All their souls I broke to pieces
haunt me, blame me without ceases.
I see them when I'm all alone.
I see them as my heart breaks down.
All their fret, I can't ignore.
All this, I can't take no more.
Age of ReasonUpon souls inspection
I learned I fear deception
and hate rejection
thus leading to my love life's dose of lethal injection
When You See MeWhen You See Me
When you see me
What do you seek
Do you see a vast ocean
Dancing and crashing in my eyes
Along with a brilliant shine
How the ocean blue
So open and confused
That tint my tears with bitter salt
knowing it wasn't my fault
Do you wish to cut me open
Just to see what you'll find
Split my chest wide open
Thinking I will bleed and it will be just fine
You only seek my creation.
But your expectations
Will only be shown as mountains
My heart pounds
Like a horse's hooves to the ground
Where I am free to search
For what I've found
And to know I am okay
To live another day
My breath is like the open breeze
Whistling in the morning
Anson 'Anth' Feros bioAnth looks to find things that interest him, when he finds something, he grins. His dress code idolizes chandelure, his favorite pokemon. With a rather lean, but muscular build, he can be a match for most fighters. when confronted with malicious intent he will become responsively and immediately hostile. but in most situations he will be the kind person, even if his appearance does set people apart from him. He often wears a trench coat that is black and reaches down to his knees. the sleaves are long and wide, and there is a large purple flame swirl design on the back. he also wears black baggy pants as well as black combat boots, his skin i
The truth through my eyesAliens, monsters, bad guys, not much
Reality however is not the softest touch
People live, and then they die
The only constant here is biggest lie
One would tell you that things will improve
But all things that you have done are considered a bad move
Life is not, by any means, good
It holds the same worth as a pit of burnt wood
Beyond the mask I wear I see the truth
The morals are fake and stored within a bloody booth
I pray to the deity above
But no amount of screaming will get me love
I stopped praying since I have gotten no reply
To religion, I have said good bye
My heart is cold and dead
Not healthy and red
The dreaded sen
I dont hate you, but i dont forgive youYou were my greatest adversary, the cause of my strife
because of what you've done, difficult has been my life
and yet despite my earth rattling rage and violent nature
i managed to find a small spark in the darkness and mature
my hatred for you, now nonexistent, is null and void
no longer will it act as my poisonous steroid
You are free to speak to me whenever you so desire
I will not deny you
Gone are all of my hate and fire
please hold these words true
Cierra, 2005seven year-old prey
for juvie girls
eleven and thirteen
with sloppy hair
and sloppy clothes,
bragging about broken noses
bloody faces, and the places
they were forced to go
as though it even mattered to me
in the wake
of a seven year old crying
because iron plated hearts
don't know how / don't care to stop
forgotten little girl
i took her in at 12
when the nurses and the techs
could not break us apart
little girl with a broken heart, she
told me that her parents
didn't want her
why are you so nice to me
she asked when i talked down the angry giants,
and i said aloud, i said to her
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