I sense the distance between us
it seems my problems are our weakness
and although our love is endless
tough love is friendless
your distracted and you’ll miss it
so inverted when the kiss hit
and so my love was monotonic
cause my patience has exploded
if it’s a crush then ill twist it
corroded love is so insistent
and I am just a service
little stars filled with courage
but this isn’t, its explicit
in an instant its persistent, but I won’t bother you
I’m a coward or I wish you’d choose..
empowered but I’m missing too..
Love of my life, I’d recite a rhyme
whether its korny or off-time
exclusivel
The Philosopher's Stoned by Mercy4You2Live0, literature
Literature
The Philosopher's Stoned
call it artbut without a partwith a lifebut without a heartrip it apartbut without a knifesicker suicidebut without a liecan't we just diemez mer izedstupid silly cries that meth hides
but he tries…and without deceitwith a scarand without a beatlet it eatbut without a seattrick or treatbut with deprivecan't we just livehypnotizedselfish sick whineswhen the smiles hide
All my reasoning seems amplified
by my long term memory being terrified
im justified to sanity in my conscious mind
the time, the beat and the crime
blasted out with a convicted shine
bound to a conflicted lie
consumptuous and unsatisfied
and there's nothing inside
im just an artist of a single passing
an immaculate death an the energies unmasking
procuring my soul left asking & stirring
merit in the learning basking & earning, burning.
love is just a cure see, life is just a travesty
trapped within his majesty to teach me what its like to be
empathy, the eye, the key, the hyper-feed.
the dying in the child me from when i lost my everything
How i weep
As you seep
through my fingers to the deep
In a maze
Lost in time
in a haze lost in my mind
In a room
-Built of pain-
one way out: Go Insane
There's the door...
Take the toll
guess the price: Your Only Soul
How i weep as you seep
Through my fingers to the deep
in a haze lost in your mind
Endless ways and running time
End of Days and in a bind
and so afraid your left behind
and how i weep as you seep
Through my fingers to the deep
-full of rage or built of hate-
Nowt to do and no escape
it's all the same..
in a maze, lost in time
End of Days and no divine
in a craze and not my kind
in a daze and going blind
Star light
Star so bright.
Except i burnt out tonight
time to spend in the dark of night
reach for a dream and hold on tight!
sippin' on stupid & suicide
drippin' slobber & cyanide
creepin' & crawlin'
repeat it all again to try to keep my mind in line
but i deny the fact that i die all the time
eye's no longer drip tears
I've got no fears
so fuckin' cold serial killers grow old here
O' dear my peers don't cry for me.
We're sad silently
Thinking violently in the silence in me
so if i die violently it was the violence in me
It's the brand of me
that tortures me.
It's the damaged me,
that bastard!, Me.
I can't escape the shape of this world we'r
versus in a universe of multi-verses, this is first
thirsty witnesses of miracles and coincidence; incidents
well spent intentious degenerates and it’s a hint
bitter sick illiterates twin brother arrogance
in remission since the death of innocence in little kids
the channel to immense existence
so intense that empathy should be a vent
(and it’s a hint) suicidal trends to homicidal to a friend
“come inside until the end”
~a voice without origin
choice without orders in my head defining
borders to the dead’s living horrors left unsaid
shredded chorus bedded for a florist
O’ poor us…love restore us!
I
flesh wound
ask to kiss it
lucky bastard
masochistic
you could twist it
I could be it
but You can keep it
if you can free it
What?!?
Contemplate,
confrontation, hate
No Escape!
mother fucking
hazard visit
acid twisted
surrealistic
so sadistic
Fate?!
What is this shit?
Wait!
Flesh Wound!
Ask To Kiss It…
Lucky Bastard’s
Masochistic
Buuullshit!
Basket Casing.
Open Casket
Operating
Meditating
Escalating
Missing Mystic
Masquerading
Simple~Moments
dissipating~
Guess Who?
-anticipating-
Im someone you end up hating..
No Debating
Faceless is the name im saying
Master Bastard
bastardistic
Thinking pain is motivating.
Flesh wound!
just a
God you know i love her
but look at that shit..
everything i gave her
and then she fuckin' quits.
How can we be happy,
when im the enemy?
Love it, Let it go
Let it eat the inside of me..
God you know i love her?
then you know i wont quit
My entire life is severed
but she's all i want in it..
I still feel the fire she set in me
Smoking bowls sitting quietly
and counting the distance inbetween
i dont want to forget...i wont... you cant make me
I dont want to lie...I cant...you wont break me
-forever under the weather- ..she must hate me
We're both confused by words that friends send
now it's the part of the story i hate...where it ends
some cel
I am;
and it's just that,
that i am.
...golden sand...
falling from my hand..
In my wicked mind
where angel's rule
and there's no time
cause all the shit we need to do
and we'll fuck it off
till the very last minute
and we'll pull it off
cause God will no we meant it
but we wont lift off till the moment we ascend it
O' God
Please enlighten me,
Why does all this seem like a dream?
Is it all mystical like it seems?
intertwined in a fine design
by divine, silly drug-induced mind
O' God,
Please enlighten me
Why dont we see that we're free?
Is it all as simple as it seems?
and i'm...in the way of me
and I... can't run from a part of me
and now it