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 My eyes have found the bottle,
Half full with a proclaimed solution. Consumption is my body's only need...withdrawal, it's demons kept at bay only by repetitive submission...

The bottle stares back with lifeless, nonexistent eyes...a thousand yard stare only to find me in my own mind, staring at a broken mirror at choices of mere potential...a clap of thunder snaps me from hypnosis.

A sweat grows from the soil of my pours, as my ears pick up the screaming demons drawing closer by the second...insanity is the flare that they so love to follow to my place of solitary self torture.

Closing my eyes only grants those demons the images they wer
CannibalWhat a taste which has scarred the very life out of me, and I cannot seem to get such a taste out of my

Mouth, mushing such hymns only to buzz out and roll back and forth over my tongue, for I am deathly

Frightened my mind has swept into the bitter delusion of darkness, and has made my flesh have the

Urge to seek pleasure, which I so do not wish to conquer, I am hungry for the chase such ones should

Hurry and stab out the light, for I am ready to taste the blood and let it run down my chin, cease for your

Life, for I cannot seem to hold this grudge any longer, so please forgive me when I bulge and rip through

Your skin, for it is not wh
Burial if you find this

                                                               
                  please

cremate my feelings

                                   put my thoughts in a mausoleum
                bury my heart in a wooden coffin

                                                              dump my soul into the sea

     but

just leave my body here.
Death's HandsGo ahead and peel back my skin, so you can see the pain I have for so long enclosed trickle down from

My veins, here I lie with such agonizing symptoms, how maddening it is to see me this way, so go ahead

And build me a bed in the earth, while doing so cover me up with the dark earthen grain, I am merely

Paralyzed and here I remain as my blood sinks deep down into the roots, making the earth feel numb,

I am blessed with death’s hands, as it takes and devours me with no mercy intact, but how long can you

Remain with such a secret, without festering thoughts beginning to go about around your mind, making

You tower over with guilt&he
Recreate and ControlFormaldehyde bracelets twined bitterly with dusted cuffs of expected rust; a must to overprotect the masses, for their minds contain our very lust.

Twice paid the price our souls have completed, to deplete the credentials from exterior's precision; it maintains the strength we have always needed, one to eliminate the wisdom's decision.

To the highest of clouds we stray near subduction, our rays of lied blindness obscure those in the plains; factories of children lay wasted in grounds, here shall begin our wretched games.

Birthed before us the acquainted fallen, risen now are the mindless dead; our slaves have at last clearly awakened, let
House Of The DamnedHouse Of The Damned

The ghost felt forgotten in the house of the damned
Since his wife and child had died in a car crash
The madness and depression had set in
He spent night after night in his office
Listening to the voices in his head
And writing in his journal
Short stories, poems and observations
He thought he had an unique talent
A modern day Edgar Allan Poe
After his death he hoped he would be famous
He sent his poetry to publishers
But always got a negative response
The alcohol helped ease the pain
Dampened down the negative thoughts
One night everything fell apart
He played a piece of sad classical music
He took a few pills and some r
Treated like a StrangerMerciless creature you have bitten off my wings and devoured them whole, in promise that my hope

Would be gone, you left me for dead in this dreary pool of blood, why do you treat me like a stranger,

What did I do to deserve such silence? why can we not be more than this, if you want to play then I’ll

Pretend and have it my way, I will tape your mouth so I can say I have won, nothing pays to have such

Silence of yours, and see your cunning eyes go back into your skull, I am but a joker and you are the

King mocking me with your surrounding peasants, but you just wait for such mockery will lead

To your undoing……
DespairAcross the bellowing sky comes abroad and leads to a road, full of longing screams and cries, with voices

Telling curious souls not to go farther for they will become perished with bellowing plagues accustomed

To the lurking sonnets, hoping such ones will come to take away their sins, and free their lost locked

Away minds, a recipe for despair over scourges the land, blinding already swelled bloodied eyes, such

Burning emptiness enters into this road of vile obscenities, only to swallow those up ablaze who are

Weak and inferior, whose hearts have already bursted open being liable to suffer….
Liar, liar, Soul on fireLiar, liar,
Soul on fire,
Now you hang
By razor wire.

You come to me,
Then try to run.
But you are caught
In my web of fun.

You return, yet again
To the towers three.
Your body and soul
Belong to me.

You try to lie,
But you only deceive yourself!
I’m no longer chasing,
Your no longer in health.

You don’t know yet,
Do you?
Well, let me show,
Walk on through.

Look around?
Recognise anything?
I’m sure you do,
I know you hear the blades singing.

You started off
In the towers,
And you escaped.
Or did you?

You lie, but only to you.
Who do you think your trying to fool?
Not me, not them, not you.
And now I say, welcome, to t
No One Can Hear You ScreamSilence prevails,
an endless, comfortless silence,
which is worse than death,
because you remain conscious
of how utterly alone you are.

All dreams are nightmares
that come without sleep
when you never know if you
are awake.

Time is without meaning,
and you begin to wonder
if you still have any existence,
even madness dare not tread here,
but instead something worse,
and yet unnamable, unknowable,
the utter loss of self.

Denied even the mercy
of waiting upon death,
when you cannot even be certain
of what life is any longer.

How easily the mind turns against you,
begins to consume itself,
and you can no longer trust your own thoughts,
~Death Poem"One Moon, Many Stars
One Murderer, Many Deaths
If You Wake Up With This Text,
You Will Be The Next"
Death WalkEyes closed you can still feel the night
Darkness embraces this loss of sight
Listen quite closely and you shall find
There is no such thing as silence of mind
Thoughts wailing in a scream and roll
Shrieking banshees twirling out of control
Overwhelmed these sounds tear within thee
Eyes sewn shut by fright and no longer see
Lost within this seemingly timeless breath
The path we walk is the path of death
L'Ankou des pluies
La Mort va, la nuit,
Par les chemins creux,
Trempés de pluie,
Nourrir de vie
Le froid appétit
De sa lame.
Waken From Eternal SlumberBubble bubble,
toil and trouble.
Wake the dead,
and burst your bubble.

Rise from the graves,
rotten little slaves.
Dragged up from Hell,
from decaying dark caves.

A horrific master,
heart rate beating faster.
Mass chaos,
an apocalyptic disaster.

Ripped limb from limb,
a pool of blood to swim.
Hungry for the living,
cups filled to the brim.

Vacant coffins cracking,
broken with violent smacking.
Hearts are set on fire,
Egotistical zombie slacking.
Too LateThe word by which all things are governed, whispered in my ear,
That when judgment day does come, I have much to fear.
Even if I were to conjure enough desperation
To allow myself to become better,
I would still not hear the beautiful tingling
Of soft angel voices
In my head mingling.

Smoky lips summon me from one direction then the next
Always down but it does not matter from east or from west.
They say that the divine one is in all places and things,
But I don’t think it is he
Who calls out to me my name,
And many other dastardly secrets
Far from that which was tame.

Red breath of intoxication waves around a blackening heart.
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Sombre SoliliquoyWhen you're tired of living
But too tired to die
When the tears refuse to swell in your eyes
No tears, none at all to cry
When you're empty
After you're shell has been broken
Left you bleeding, defenseless and open
When you're pain is too much to take
The hurt consumes you and you dissipate
Into the nothing that you once came
Your screams drowned out in the rain
Forever lost but never found
Earth shaking silence that can split the ground
Then from beyond you hear a voice
It gives you a reason then gives you a choice
Contemplate your fate, is your destiny fair?
Do you try to escape?
When your soul can no longer bear
Is this l
The WeekendThe tick tock of the clock is daunting
Counting down the time, meticulously taunting
The silence gets louder, intensity grows
It's about that time and everyone knows
It's 3:29 and 29 seconds and everybody waits for the bell

It's the weekend, baby
Don't say maybe
Let's get it on and have some fun
We can see a movie
I heard the seats are cozy
And no one can see us in the dark
So let's live it up tonight
And the weekend

Let's not miss it, you might regret it
When it's all said and done
Everybody's waiting, everybody's watching
Everyone stopped for you

So whatcha gonna do today?
Live it up or let it fade away?
Uh oh! It looks l
How Much LongerHow much longer
I can't wait until I'm stronger
And I need some help, somebody, anyone
How do I say what I wanna
When you're making things so hard

So take what I say
Take what I give
And throw it back again
Not like it mattered
Not like you cared
You turn your back and then...
It's not your problem

So how do you live
Day after day
Going around the same old way
Just watching everything fade

Don't turn your back
Don't turn away
Don't make me wait for you no more
I just wanna be with you

It just happens that I love you that much
And I'd travel the world just to feel your touch
But maybe this is a dream
And it's not what it

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What little breath lingered
Now gone
What little light peering through
Vanquished by shadow
All it wanted
To live
To feel
No more
Surrounded by earth
In cold and darkness
Suddenly silenced
Cruelly and unwillingly abducted
The little heart pounding
Then crying in anguish
The little heart fading
Then overcome by stillness
Buried in the sand
The first snow covers the grave
Cold winters night
The small heart awakens
The bitter wind blows
Winding up a tiny music box
The child sings from beneath
The haunting moon in full splendor
It hears the cries in the night
And no angel climbs down
Only the rain cries down on the grave…
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~izy69 Nov 3, 2004
I really love the gloomy feel of this poem.
It's sad in a sort of pitiful way.
Really good work, sorry my comment sucks i'm tired.
Izy
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~TraptBetweenDREAMS Nov 4, 2004
haha no prob...thanx for the tree! :P yes it is gloomy..but ah well..i'm no good with happy sappy poems
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~TraptBetweenDREAMS Nov 2, 2004
i was going for something like..the words spoken from the tree..like it was the narrator? i dno...owell...yeah...which reminds me i need more jellybeans
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~yellowdude Nov 3, 2004
arg..press reply because i never know (and nobody else knows) when you are talking back to them. then they get all sad because it looks like you never reply to their comments :P

fine with your poem then :) no complaints. as for jellybeans..they were expensive... i spent 8$ for jellybeans for both u and mandah combined.... about 4$ a pound O.o
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~TraptBetweenDREAMS Nov 3, 2004
happy?
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~yellowdude Nov 3, 2004
:D
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~yellowdude Nov 2, 2004
jelly park!!!! :D *ahem*

anyway... hmm... i like the last line too... rain.. cry... sympathy for the forgotten.. blah... :(

uhm... i like the abstract and abruptness of it... not your usual style (or that i've seen) but it's nice :) condensed emo... sounds like something traumatic that happened in your life? :? ... :hug:

yeah.. as far as the picture goes... tho... i think you could have placed the text in a nicer place ;)

good job mb... good job. :)
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~TraptBetweenDREAMS Nov 2, 2004
glad you liked it
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~hatred-lies Nov 2, 2004  Hobbyist Writer
wow, this is awesome, good job!:) i esp like the last line "only the rain cries down on the grave", it's really.. lol i dunno the word, expressive maybe.
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~TraptBetweenDREAMS Nov 2, 2004
thanx!
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