Touch me again, go on
I dare you
I'll make sure all your life is gone
I promise, I swear
Death will take your soul from here
Don't you think I'm bluffing
I'll realize all your fears
I'll reduce you down to nothing
So go on, do it again
Test your luck one more time
I warn you cause I'm less than sane
But do it again
And your soul is mine
Touch me again, M
Touch me again
Yes, I'm smiling at you
But do you really think that means something?
It doesn't
To me, life is a play
A role I act out, every single day.
I do this routine
So people don't look at me
Like I'm a disease, waiting to get caught
I may look nice
But my heart's in a vice
And my lfe is full of despair.
I smile and laugh
But my inner half
Is screaming in anger at your ingnorance
So why can't you tell who I am??
Cause Im an actor
Bitch
Glory, glory to the king
Place your kisses on his ring
Bow down before his throne
So he doesn't have to feel alone
Make him feel
Loved and high
So he doesn't
Have to cry
All you see him as a king
A lovely man, with lovely things
But all he sees is an empty shell
A soul bound
For the deepest Hell
Glory to the King
Bird, bird, majestic bird
Soaring with the breeze
Bird, bird, majestic bird
I hope you hear my pleas
Come to me, your entire flock
Take me with you in the wind
I want to fly through the sky
In all the time I have to spend
Bird, bird, majestic bird
Please come back to me
Bird, bird, majestic bird
You have the world to see
Yet you fly onward, ignoring me
As I brood about
You shriek and soar away again
When I start to scream and shout
I start to cry upon the ground
When my winged friend flies away unheard
I wish, I wish, oh how I wish
I wish I was bird
My heart is a hole
That sucks everything in
It has to explode
I just do not know when
But when it does
I'll have nothing to say
I'll just wave goodbye to my friends
As I drift away
And has I float
Into that black hole
I can only think
On how life is so dull
And as my own heart
Drags me into its depths
My soul breaks apart
And I lay down for my final rest
Black Hole
Touch me again, go on
I dare you
I'll make sure all your life is gone
I promise, I swear
Death will take your soul from here
Don't you think I'm bluffing
I'll realize all your fears
I'll reduce you down to nothing
So go on, do it again
Test your luck one more time
I warn you cause I'm less than sane
But do it again
And your soul is mine
Touch me again, M
Touch me again
Yes, I'm smiling at you
But do you really think that means something?
It doesn't
To me, life is a play
A role I act out, every single day.
I do this routine
So people don't look at me
Like I'm a disease, waiting to get caught
I may look nice
But my heart's in a vice
And my lfe is full of despair.
I smile and laugh
But my inner half
Is screaming in anger at your ingnorance
So why can't you tell who I am??
Cause Im an actor
Bitch
Glory, glory to the king
Place your kisses on his ring
Bow down before his throne
So he doesn't have to feel alone
Make him feel
Loved and high
So he doesn't
Have to cry
All you see him as a king
A lovely man, with lovely things
But all he sees is an empty shell
A soul bound
For the deepest Hell
Glory to the King
Bird, bird, majestic bird
Soaring with the breeze
Bird, bird, majestic bird
I hope you hear my pleas
Come to me, your entire flock
Take me with you in the wind
I want to fly through the sky
In all the time I have to spend
Bird, bird, majestic bird
Please come back to me
Bird, bird, majestic bird
You have the world to see
Yet you fly onward, ignoring me
As I brood about
You shriek and soar away again
When I start to scream and shout
I start to cry upon the ground
When my winged friend flies away unheard
I wish, I wish, oh how I wish
I wish I was bird
Out of the fog the outcasts swarm
No way to enlighten, no way to warn
Some will be shattered, others reborn
Through windows and doors that weren't there before
At one seam or another, reality tore
This is all your fault
They feed on our wishful desperation
Fishing from the icy lake of damnation
Ancient horrors that refuse to fade
Begging you to come and stay
A haven for guilt and reflection
Washing away each lie and pretension
Only one thing matters once you're out this far:
Are you really who you think you are?
To live, you must destroy yourself
The parts of you that brought you here
Out of the fog and into the dark
Out of y
If you feel like the sun
Be out in the day; strong and bright
But should you be a moon
Come at night; sweet and caring
Whether you are a sun or moon
I will bloom
But only for you
Why would you do this to me?
Why pretend you see me?
When clearly you don't.
It's horribly mean of you,
Don't you know every time you notice me,
It makes my heart flutter.
Why would you coax me out?
Why make me want to be visible?
It is so cruel to do this.
I want to be with you,
I want you to like me and see me,
I want to make you smile.
Why is it so hard?
Why can we never find time to talk?
Is the world so against me.
I'm sad when we don't talk,
I'm sad when I can't see you,
And just when I think it's fine there you are.
How is it we never bump into one another?
How do you not notice how clear it is?
Can't you see?
I th
You were the wind that let me fly
Now I am plummeting to the ground
You were the light of my day even when you were an ass
It has been gloomy ever since
You still make me smile in my dreams
The only place that I can redo everything
Please let me take back what I said
So I can change it, fix it
I miss the conversation
I miss the smiles and glances
I miss you
Sit back expecting your expected.
I cave not to such whims.
A riddler without his riddles is just a man.
A man without an answer to a riddlers riddles is not always a fool.
Those truly seeking an enlightenment , know it not always appears at will.
While the fools shower themselves with letters, a man soaks in their words.
Though a journey may ensue and man rises wrinkled, he is not worn. For no letter, word or sentence is left behind.
In his search receive he his answer and produced a wiser mankind.
This feeling of life passing me is back
Makes me feel like I'm on the wrong track.
Everyone has a life they are living
Makes me think: is it worth all the giving?
Am I the one who has to fade away?
Giving myself is a price I must pay.
Destined to be a living sacrifice
Wandering between the naughty and the nice.
No big moment stands out from the past year
Neither moments of joy, anger or fear.
Rather the moments that I think are sweet
Feeling the sea sand covering my feet.
Others rush their lives, but I take it slow
Making memories, leaving a warm glow.
I don't follow the footsteps of a fail
Instead I make my own and leave a tra
From the knowing depths of darkness
Comes the soft insistent Call
A voice both loved and hated
Inviting meek ones to its thrall.
What is yet shouldn't be
Knows and feels with twisted glee
Dwells in darkness, yet craves light
And corrodes our will to fight.
Through an opening barrier
Chaos longs to be a part
Of our feelings and our choices
Chaos longs to get a start.
It tells you to come close
And to come and stay and dream
While it sounds the silent soul-scream
And shows you skeletons that gleam.
Abysses filled yet cold and empty
That we've never seen before
Beckon sweetly and insistently
Resonating through our cores.
Thr
It is your heart when we fight
the color of death
and the night sky.
It is the eyeliner
the raccoon girls wear.
(Red is my face when
I can't look away)
Black is the blood that spills
out of your soul
when you die.
That is what I am. Far beyond the point where a normal person would be deamed depressed. Far past the emotion angry. My mind refuses to relent it's ravenous onslaught of thoughts. I can't feel anything but sadness and anger, and the feeling that no one will ever understand the extent to which I suffer. No matter how much they ask, no one will get it.
And contrary to popular belief, I am not some attention craving dunce with nothing better to do than draw sympathy from my peers. I am genuinley upset, yet no one seems to care.
Much.
Anyway, yeah, thats what's goin on here.
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Damn!!! Have any of you ever felt like killing someone??? Ever felt angry?? Take all those feelings and multiply them by 16 and u might have the mood I'm in now.
I've come to the realization that most teacher's are dumb-asses, and those who aren't have poor moral values or judgement skills. Some are both. One of such teachers came close to dying today, so I think she should be praying to whatever entity she believes.
And on top of everything else, I have some dumb ass mother fucker sitting next to me running his mouth about how I'm immature for beng upset and hating people, and he hinks I cant hear!!! News flash dumb ass, I can hear you Na
Thats right!! After forever of not being a deviant, I made a new account and Im back!! I would say Im Better than ever, but sadly this account is kinda suckish. It is nowhere near what my old one used to be, but Im working on it.
Anyway, Im gonna enjoy being a deviant again!! I love you all!!