[ideologicalflowz]

I miss your soft arms
Pulling me in closer
Cheering me up
Crooked smile and all
Eyes perpetually glowing
Staring into my soul
Admitting to me
That this will never work

[bubbleboy]

Pi

I'm irrational
Break me down to your liking
Still irrational

SO COOL! I love this one lol

[ideologicalflowz]

Let’s have a moment of silence
To honor the dead
Those who left too soon
And lay in their heavenly beds
I’m not a religious man
But there’s no doubt in my mind
That each and every person
Is up above having fun times

Looking down on the world
And the people they've left
Watching over us all
And how our lives are a mess
They say all good things
Must eventually end
But it still hurts the same
Let’s not try to pretend

Instead look back to the days
When they were still alive
Back in simpler times
Beautiful memories revived
Why have we survived?
Some seem to ask
Why do the good die?
Why did they have to pass?

Some say the answers
Can never console
But it’s not useful to dwell
On what we cannot control
Separation is illusion
No one ever truly leaves
We’ll always be together
In my heart I believe

[Averic]

cigarette in mouth
rose in hand
smoke billowing about
she gazes ever thoughtfully
into reasons not worth the reason

her crooked face
her vacant eyes
give no impression
for the viewer

shes careful
for the slightest hint
might give her away

[thedavidhooker]

Muses of a Morning Star

Her beauty always spoke
For her,

Always speaking to the admirers
Who would pay her company—gazing,
Searching for inspiration
As long as daylight permitted,

But once the sun fell
So, too, did their resolve,
And her nights wore as mute
As the tones of her dress;

For all the light she reflected
Into their hearts,
She, alone, could not illuminate
Her own darkness.

[bubbleboy]

I got depressed
I got possessed
You weren't the one
To exorcise me
I did it myself
It seems I woke up
When you left

[Vivid Melody]

Trespassing

I roam through this realm of blood,
whispering over the rainbow flood.

Hearts of glory are sap in my hands.
Twisted white fingers clench swollen red glands.
Who is able to stand?!

Sinister strums sleepily slap.
Your wicked rhythm beings to tap.
Behold my map: have you never seen a trap?

Hostages wander and flap.
Wounds wrestle in my lap.
Calling,
Stalling...
missing my wrap,
flinging curses in the gap while my blood stains the trap.

[WanderingLucid]

Carving Home

Carve myself open just to see what's inside
Razor blades dig in, revealing what they find
How many holes in sight
How many places filled with slime
Get a good look to dissect me
and then mention
that science is an art
and you need an intervention
that I could be a monk
or a murderer
Living in a trunk
or driving a convertible

Something's wrong in mind
I've got cities built inside
I've found the lost civilizations
and the secret of salvation
the hanging gardens made of lilies, plastic and stone
Godzilla clicking red high heels calling for home

I have a diseased mentality
but you see I'm not the one calling for more brutality
Ill will, will deal
served on a pretty plate
in troubling lies
whispered out in this debate
You see what you made me do
by failing muself
I've somehow failed you too
The skies open up
I'd be a food not to know
that in order to resist this paralysis
I need to learn to go with the flow

*I've never been a cutter, but I understand the reasons people do and have had friends who have.

[LyricalWhip]

Risk

No gain without risk
I hope I don't fuck this up
Compelled to play big

[Gettingacrossthebridge]

*I've never been a cutter, but I understand the reasons people do and have had friends who have.

Yeah I remember...



Irrationality on Survival

Words, thoughts, meaning, time, worries, and needs
Fell onto the pages of a book
Eternity rested on my back
Strength and passion is wavering, missing

Eating, breathing, living, forgotten
Forsaken, a stationary mind
Body alive but psyche has died
It's memory lives only in blood

Stop breathing, must relieve the torture
This fire will be put out with oil
A sweet scent of iron fills the air
The smell of death, empty, with no soul