Fucked up sleeping patterns and sleepless nights,
Mind's a battleground filled with endless fights,
Battered and Bruised to try and protect my damned rights,
Try to protect her from the sleet and arrows of life,
Relieve her of the stress and strife,
Confusion and conflict seem to sow themselves in the soil of my mind,
I try so hard and I find,
I'm stalling, and starting to give up,
My decent into decay has taken a nose dive don't know if I'll ever get back up,
Why can't I tame these bastards in my heart and head,
Why can't I be the normal and level headed guy she needs instead?
Why do I fail no matter how hard I try to make things
Fuck it; what do you want me to say?
I've had more than just a rough day,
These fucked up feelings just don't want to go away.
Can't seem to say that I'm Okay,
hatred and anger and every damn turn,
Boiling and fuelling my blood and filling those around me with concern,
I don't want to endure it anymore,
Just want to give up and stumble to death's door,
The malicious and sadistic fates toy with me like a deck of cards,
Stabbing me repeatedly with the stained window shards,
They deal me fixed hand after fixed hand,
It's way more than I can stand,
Pulling me to my knees just to piss on my face,
Laughing at me like I'm a fucking dis
Well I guest I'm fucked now ain't I?
No more stars scattered across my sky,
I'm lost with no direction left to travel,
And my minds beginning to unravel,
I don't even think I have a mind anymore,
Just a living zombie that crawled up from the floor,
Must be true because I'm not grossed out by gore,
My minds twisted so much, it belongs outside a barber shop,
They must've removed it when I said 'a little off the top',
Because they didn't know when to stop,
Trying to get in touch? My phone's disconnected,
You won't even get through if the call's collected,
Don't bother visiting my house, I'm on another planet,
Everyone knows it I don
I'm tearing my hair directly out of my scalp,
The pain reminding me I'm alive, telling me to scream and shout,
But I can't, unless I want to let these demons out,
I want a valve to let all my frustration out,
But there's no such thing,
No matter how much I write and sing,
These words are a cage,
But they barely contain my rage,
The page,
Is just the centre stage,
For my emotions to sing and dance,
Captivate you like you're in a trance,
And you wonder dazed and confused,
Why I am not amused,
It's because to me this isn't just a show,
There's not switch I can switch to make it all go,
These demons live in my mind,
Attack me fro
He stood in the shadows, listening, not even glancing around him, his eyes closed and his hand on the blade at his side, the roar of the traffic letting him know he hadn't gone deaf as they piles of speeding metal rushed through the puddles in the road. He simply listened, quiet and calm, the traffic letting him know the city was alive, it was her heartbeat, the pulse that let him know the world around him wasn't dead. But that wasn't all he was listening for, her let out a long slow breath, the cold turning his breath to fog as it left his lips, the cold didn't bother him, the long coat her wore covering his body and shielding it from the we
Fucked up sleeping patterns and sleepless nights,
Mind's a battleground filled with endless fights,
Battered and Bruised to try and protect my damned rights,
Try to protect her from the sleet and arrows of life,
Relieve her of the stress and strife,
Confusion and conflict seem to sow themselves in the soil of my mind,
I try so hard and I find,
I'm stalling, and starting to give up,
My decent into decay has taken a nose dive don't know if I'll ever get back up,
Why can't I tame these bastards in my heart and head,
Why can't I be the normal and level headed guy she needs instead?
Why do I fail no matter how hard I try to make things
Fuck it; what do you want me to say?
I've had more than just a rough day,
These fucked up feelings just don't want to go away.
Can't seem to say that I'm Okay,
hatred and anger and every damn turn,
Boiling and fuelling my blood and filling those around me with concern,
I don't want to endure it anymore,
Just want to give up and stumble to death's door,
The malicious and sadistic fates toy with me like a deck of cards,
Stabbing me repeatedly with the stained window shards,
They deal me fixed hand after fixed hand,
It's way more than I can stand,
Pulling me to my knees just to piss on my face,
Laughing at me like I'm a fucking dis
Well I guest I'm fucked now ain't I?
No more stars scattered across my sky,
I'm lost with no direction left to travel,
And my minds beginning to unravel,
I don't even think I have a mind anymore,
Just a living zombie that crawled up from the floor,
Must be true because I'm not grossed out by gore,
My minds twisted so much, it belongs outside a barber shop,
They must've removed it when I said 'a little off the top',
Because they didn't know when to stop,
Trying to get in touch? My phone's disconnected,
You won't even get through if the call's collected,
Don't bother visiting my house, I'm on another planet,
Everyone knows it I don
I'm tearing my hair directly out of my scalp,
The pain reminding me I'm alive, telling me to scream and shout,
But I can't, unless I want to let these demons out,
I want a valve to let all my frustration out,
But there's no such thing,
No matter how much I write and sing,
These words are a cage,
But they barely contain my rage,
The page,
Is just the centre stage,
For my emotions to sing and dance,
Captivate you like you're in a trance,
And you wonder dazed and confused,
Why I am not amused,
It's because to me this isn't just a show,
There's not switch I can switch to make it all go,
These demons live in my mind,
Attack me fro
He stood in the shadows, listening, not even glancing around him, his eyes closed and his hand on the blade at his side, the roar of the traffic letting him know he hadn't gone deaf as they piles of speeding metal rushed through the puddles in the road. He simply listened, quiet and calm, the traffic letting him know the city was alive, it was her heartbeat, the pulse that let him know the world around him wasn't dead. But that wasn't all he was listening for, her let out a long slow breath, the cold turning his breath to fog as it left his lips, the cold didn't bother him, the long coat her wore covering his body and shielding it from the we
Current Residence: Cloud 9 Favourite genre of music: reggae Operating System: Vista MP3 player of choice: a big one Wallpaper of choice: Xiao Qiao Skin of choice: i dunno Favourite cartoon character: kenichi, Luffy And zoro Personal Quote: We each have a piece of art in our hearts, we just have different weapons of choice
Favourite Visual Artist
bleedman
Favourite Movies
Sin City "no need to play it quiet, no need to pay it any way but my way"
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
madness
Favourite Writers
lemony snicket
Favourite Games
M.U.G.E.N, super puzzle fighter II turbo, dynasty wairrors 6
huh..I forgot I even HAD this thing, well I guess an update is due for the last 5 years or so. I've been posting all if not most of the stuff I write these days on my tumblr ( here ) mostly just because it's alot easier to upload there when I'm not at the pc or whatever but yeah if you want me to post here still let me know and I'll try to upload anything I have floating around. If not I'll keep this page dead.
So.....completely forgot I had this..anyway I've not been writing in a while so it's kinda just been bubbling in my mind, but if you read either off these there should be a new chapter on friday or so since I have a job interview tomorrow and the other days I'm probably going to write and type them soooooooooo yeah.
Reposted this from ~c-c-c-combo-breaker (https://www.deviantart.com/c-c-c-combo-breaker)
If any of you have heard of the Lakota tribe and their teachings, culture and more or if you don't know anything of them at all, I ask that you go to the link below and donate to their cause. Their Sacred Grounds are going to be destroyed by the next owners of the grounds for a highway. This land is considered historical and the animals and plants that reside there will be driven away or die. Even if you can't donate I ask that you copy/paste this into your journal to spread the word.
This is all I ask. There's only fifteen days left to donate and they're in desperate need of donations. Please he
Happy birthday (even though I have no idea how long it's been since you've been online, nor do I have any idea how long it's been since we talked last)!