

Seperation AnxietyThese feelings I had Are kept dark and true They lay in my chest Locked in flowing red bars Kept silent and bound For none to know These feelings that now grow Are meek yet wild They roam where ever They so desire Out in the open For everyone to see But for now I wait For the two to meet And for when The two become oneSeperation Anxiety


Of two evilsFog clogs my headOf two evils
It strains my thoughts And narrows my perception
My head still feels as if about to explode But not from everything around me now But the lack of everything And the abundance of this fog Is this the calm
The calm that I strive for So why do I question it Is this what it is like for everyone else? My broken filter Is this what it is to feel normal? My broken mind Would I want it this way? Never to be fully restored... Bliss is achieved through ignorance Though to obtain power knowledge is required Which i


A is forI am the reason women should call fire instead of rape I have always been around but I have never been there for you I am the answerA is for
to all your problems but the solution to none I am the reason good can only ever follow evil I am all of your hope and the embodiment of all your fears I spell out for doom and unknowingly I am your god I am Apathy


Dead, Burnt, and BrokenMy angel once flewDead, Burnt, and Broken
It soared Higher than any other
But my angel always flew out of my sight
So I chopped off it's wings
With one fell swoop of my blade in rage
My angel once thought
It's dreams the most glorious to behold
But my angel's dreams could not be mine
So I branded my angel for thinking too freely
At it's next thought with one sorrowful press
My angel once breathed
It's breath would bring peace to everything around
But I was never close enough
So I stole my angel's b


Crimson RegretsI lie dying; soaked crimson wet I can't fight the disease inside my head I try to come up with an alternative instead But there's nothing I want more than to forget I'm slowly slipping, I'm losing my mind You want me again, some other time I can't hold on anymore, I'm gasping for breath Everything's gone; I can only wait for death And I lay dying, my mind full with regretCrimson Regrets
hi favorite cousin.
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If I had stealth enough to sneak, Around your house, Id turn your bed sheets inside out
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