- Not Worth Living For
How could I go so low as to let my emotions control me? I'm spitting words I don't even believe to prove points I know are void. I'm letting the situation consume me, and it never did me any fucking good. Yet day after day, I don't do the things I should. Sometimes its so difficult to do what is right. And patience is so seldom attatined, I'm waiting out this storm through the seemingly endless rain.
And though I know times will improve, the moment can be so discouraging. How could I go so low as to think short term when the future is all that matters? Cause I know the mistakes I make could leave my life simply to be shattered. I look back on what I said and I realize I really fucked things up. I'd give anything only to regain every ounce of your lost trust. Have you ever wondered what it's like to do everything right? To live up to stupid expectations, to never disappoint? If you feel like letting it all go, if you feel like giving it all up, remember these last few words and then you'll know to let the words completely penetrate, and though it's sure to break your heart, it will rip your spirit open and rebirth a brand new start. Yesterday is meaningless, tomorrow is everything. I'll let my old spirit die and I'll let my new one sing. I'll spit in the face of my past cause it doesn't even matter anymore. I know memories are all you have, but mine aren't worth living for.
- Provocateur
Living in the moment, I know no other way; we all hope to be in a better place one day.
Somewhere secure, where someone's love will take away the pain. Ease the false reality of this everyday charade. Always been told it's now or never, if that's the case I'll stay here forever, gone tomorrow, the years will slip away. Patterns observed lead to wiser conclusions hereby confirmed by those who have not forgotten that greater truth must be learned. In trial and tribulation our eyes will take in the sight of a thousand men just like us, searching themselves inside. So much is lost when time is spent in speculation. I can't live for prevention. If the 'what if' wins the war for me it's over. Let the white flag begin its ascension. [I need the young man's dream. Let fate bring what it will. Ambition is not reserved for the glory of yesteryear. Vicarious visions of heroes I'll never meet are not enough for me (the peace must come from within).] Every movement draws us nearer to the dying day. Nothing done means we're all dead now prolonging the decay. Victims of surroundings, please wake up inside: this world is lost and you'll follow suit passively falling in line. Unless the search for truth begins. There must be something more than this. Don't let transient insights return from whence they came. These telltale signs of man's rebirth must be embraced. As when the chords within are struck with grace, this weathered soul has found its final resting place.
- Scales Have Fallen From My Eyes
Scales Have Fallen From My Eyes
My cold body turns gray as the wind blows the ashes away.
Arisen|Awoken.
[With hesitation I gather the many images scattered across time and space. What was accomplished? A conduit of matter presents me to the world sick and deformed. Apart from the illusion I am overcome by wonder.] Whatever brought me here must have known I needed this. Now I must learn as I drift towards eternity. The parasites swarm; I was one of them. I create a last eclipse, swallow the sun and burn. What could have been? All seems lost, I had nothing at all. History's dialectic, never-ending change. Help me put into words this sensation within. Back on Earth sirens sound, and eyes open alone. I return to this temporary body, once again my home.
- The Longest Day This Year
I'm choking on my own words. The words I thought I'd make them eat. All the ones who didn't believe, now I'm the one who can't fucking believe... everything. I poured myself into you. Every sacrifice, every tear I cried. Every day I thought I'd fucking die if I couldn't have you by my side. Every time you crushed my fucking pride. And I believed in you, I took it all for you, but you just walked away. And now I see that you never really loved me. You can't leave someone that you love. To die alone to rot away. I can't believe the things I heard you say. When every single fucking day I tried so hard to find a way to keep you from walking away. I'm standing here face to face with 14 months of fucking waste. Never understand this emptiness. You'll never understand my loneliness. Never understand my bitterness. I hope every day when you wake up you remember what you had. I hope it haunts your conscience until the day you die. I hope you never forget that day in August. Remember how it felt. I hope you never forget October 14th, the day I lost myself
- The Poet Me
Monuments fall, buildings crumble, faces fade away. The sun sets on history, what once was is not to be. I feel death breathing down my neck and the question plagues my mind... If a second chance were given would I do things right this time? If only I could understand perfection is so far from the way man is meant to be...we're supposed to wear our scars. From lost love, for hopes destroyed, from mistakes that form an endless void From failure, from broken dreams, for the nights that find us on our knees... My eyes close slowly, for the last time. Never again will they cry. My reflection forms in the dark sky, and in this moment I depart.