Written @ school..
Posted on Monday, March 31, 2003, at 05:41 p.m..

Hades.

Maybe I'm dead already.
I'm just hangin' 'round hell.

This is my hell.
Who needs thumbs screws?
When bottles of coke are avaliable?
Lucifer has no horns,
He has baggy pants.
And fallen angels with,
bleached blonde hair.
His battle cry differs slightly,
His pitchfork has been replaced.
And my santuary has been reformed.
I no longer cry to a god.
For me he does not exist.
I have no saviours to call for.
When Lucifer approaches.
I now live by the motto,
Oh the lonely and the decieved.
The only person you can depend on,
The only person who you can trust,
Is yourself, No one else.

Written @ school..
Posted on Monday, March 30, 2003, at 05:10 p.m..

Something real.

Coming faster,
Now I remember.
Down below,
My anger grows,
Harsh reality,
Starts the flow.
Drapped in secrets,
Hidden in a blanket of lies.
Now it all makes sense.
Something just clicked,
And the anger subides,
Sinking to a dormant state.
Whispering words of sadness,
As my feet bog in the floor.
My chair sinks through the ground,
And I watch the ripples flow.
I'm up to my neck now.
There's no air to breathe.
There's no air to scream.
The blindness now flowing,
And around me moving.
My cloak of secrets,
Never worn in sight.
Worn only when people,
Listen with their eyes,
And talk with their fingers.
Where lieing is an art.
Perfected by all but never used.
And the truth's never known when told.
Here I wear my cape of secrets.
My mantle in full view.
For no one knows who under it resides,
Because in that world lies breed.

Written @ school..
Posted on Sunday, March 27, 2003, at 06:52 p.m..

Sparring Minds.

Far away where I be unheard, unseen.
I watch in silence with my foreign gene.
Now I remember and I wish I was dead.
Deep the sadness bellows and it fills my head.
The choices I once had, now unwind.
The forbidden secret nightmares of the blind.
Breathless, dreamy eyes. The world in dank mist.
I add random reasons to my never ending list.

Written @ school..
Posted on Wednesday, March 25, 2003, at 05:43 p.m..

Melacholy.

Imagine the one time you were happy.
Catch it.
Cling to it.
Never let it go or be sucked into the void.

Your trapped there, frozen in yourself.
Without feeling.
Without hope.
And with no sunny horizons or ways out.

You hear people's voices echo in the emptyness.
Talking to you.
Talking at you.
And never noticing you are gone.

Written @ school..
Posted on Wednesday, March 22, 2003, at 05:33 p.m..

Victim's Bounty.

All my questions go unanswered,
It makes me feel alot of hurt.
The ideas that guarded me once,
Now fall down to my feet.
Leaving me defenceless.
All tattered and torn.
Leaving me naked in secretcy.
But that's the price I must pay,
For other's joy.

Written @ home..
Posted on Tuesday, March 20, 2003, at 08:56 p.m..

Mythos

The weaving of tales through forked tongues and shuttered eyes.
Silent moons and cresent green eyes in the darkness sighs.
A sickle slices through still air to collect it's prize.
Liar speak only in truths. And truth-tellers only in lies.
All creatures that dares travel alone in this gloomy world dies.

Written @ home.
Posted on Tuesday, March 19, 2003, at 08:22 p.m..

Proud Tiger

Now tamed.

Claws trimmed.
Instinct broken.
Freedom stolen.
Prey missing.

Teeth blunt.
Camaflouge disolved.
Fear dulled.
Survival unesscary.

Senses blocked.
Memory lost.
Dignity upsurped.
Nature beaten.

Man swallows all.