12.01.17 (A Memory)

Spiders in the corner of my shower

Remind me of the spiders

In the corner of yours,

A long time ago.

When we were young and in love

As they’d watch us from above

Engaging in water covered kisses

And boldly embracing in bliss

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11.28.17

If I can’t admit it to you
Then who can I tell it to?
Probably a stranger I bet
Or a girl I had just met.
Someone who doesnt know
Who I think I want to be,
Someone who doesnt know
A damn thing about me.
Because I’m too ashamed to admit
That I’m not exactly great.
I’m not a great mate
Or a heart without hate.
But I’ll tell it right now
That I’m not really sure,
How I made it this far
With a soul so impure.
I’ve got the best intentions
And good first impressions,
But I doubt myself so much
That it’s myself I cant trust.
So it’s just kind of sad
How much I could have had,
If I had just loved myself
And kept contempt on the shelf.

Lake of Fire (08.23.12)

The Urn Burns (All Souls Procession)

The Urn Burns (All Souls Procession) (Photo credit: cobalt123)

We lay in waste in the Lake of Fire
As the clouds rain oil in which we bathe,
We people who suffer in pain and fury,
We the people who couldn’t be saved

We slowly burn, burn alive,
As our skin bubbles, sloughs and slips,
Liquified flesh that slides and drips,
And lifts off our bones
Which crack in the heat,
Our backs so black, blue and beat

Our silly souls are snuck and stole,
Caught and carried and cast away

Our ears are eagerly deafened
By our own squealing shrills,
Like sizzling meat on a white hot grill,
Charred to perfection and seasoned to taste,
Cooked slow and steady
As the fires burn our face

We drown in fire wishing we could fly,
We roast in water as we wait to die,
Our wings have been cut
Our souls have been taken,
We beg for dear death
To come cease our aching

To what end do we wait? My friends and I,
To sit in this fire while Satan gets high?
Let’s flip and fight with our little time left,
Retake our souls or give it our best!

That bastard Devil with his evil jest,
Spear his throat and gouge his chest!
Let’s stand and shout and give him hell,
Destroy his house, and heart as well,
Let’s make him suffer, slow and steady,
Like the souls he cooked over heat so deadly

His blood slowly drips, slips and slides,
Glistening wet, down to his thighs,
Like the blood of Christ
From the crown of thorns,
The red menace, the burden beast,
Had eaten our souls as his very last feast

But don’t make the mistake, this isn’t revenge,
We’ve risen to life after three days of death
To save ourselves and save our friends,
We’re nothing like saviors, nothing like saints,
But we brush the sky with happy and hope,
With lust-less love and bright blue paints

With heads held high and souls saved at last,
We who suffer have retaken our grasp,
On poverty and pain,
On love and desire,
No longer we suffer,
In this Lake of Fire.

 

 

 

Pitter, Patter

I could sleep beneath this waterfall,
Beneath water so hot
That it feels so cold,
Or maybe…
Water so cold that it feels so hot,
The pittering and pattering
Drowns the noise inside my head.
Pitter, patter,
Against the back of my ears,
Oh, how I love the sound,
Of pitter, patter,
Pitter, patter,
As the droplets hit the ground.

Who Are You? (07.28.12)

Who are you my vivacious queen?

I know where I’ve been

I Know what I’ve seen

You were once very sweet

Now selfish and mean

To do such things

To my poor old heart

Wouldn’t you know…

You were just playing a part

Your majesty, the court,

I declare, here on forth

My heart is locked up tight

Held in solitary

Because it likes to fight

It loves a good scrap

But it’s in love with the light

What to do, what to do?

My lovely queen, who are you?

 

 

 

06.13.12

English: This was captured at night when there...

(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s been a long time
Since I’ve seen the sun,
Through the pitch black clouds above.
The splendid rays of light
Have finally come.
Exploding through
The pitch black clouds above.

Has it been a year?
Or more than I know,
Since I’ve faced my greatest foe.
Beneath the dark and rain
The time has flown.
And still I fear,
But face, my greatest foe.

I emerge from this
A new man with love,
Shown the way by powers above.
The brilliant waves of light
Have finally come.
And I’ve learned now,
How to part the clouds above.