Dry leaves flutter like a whisper in the wind Drifting slowly with a harsh elegance The broken record once more plays the old time dance The child under the bridge cries out frightened
We choose to ignore our neighbours’ pleas The silent scream that is never heard Another human unremembered But our end will justify the means
There is no time to listen to others’ pain Compassion fades to only a faint pulse And as we retreat we shall fall loose And past mistakes will roll on by again
There is no heritage, no legacy The past can have nothing to show Because we’re all cyber now And we learn from the screen
The ignorant man skips highly For there is happiness in naivety He frolics in his own boundaries For there is comfort in familiarity
We didn’t create what we did discover But we choose to ignore our history That hangs over us so uncomfortably So we cant also kill our future
The fragile moth shatters on the wall So why bother to protect the children When we can protect the animals. A past we’d rather be forgotten
In just one moment a life can end In just one moment a life can begin For any moment a tear is shed. A past we’d rather be forgotten
“I don’t want your history I want to look for my dreams. I’d look into the future- But it’s too dark to see.”
The clock tolls on loud The years roll by
Our potential of understanding in life is frittered away The blind man yearns to see what we all take for granted today But he is caged, whilst we are free to roam But as we walk off cliffs, his screams Will hold a greater eloquence (/dignity)
UNETHEREAL
Flailing in this stale air Seeing ghosts through the smog But at second glance they’re not even there I don’t even know how I got here
This rising nausea chokes me There’s too much reality in fantasy
This is how I was cursed For ever falling for you Is this how you satisfy your thirst? I’m on my knees, begging for mercy
Faces leering close to me Fleeting distant and blurry Crawling between the lights Crashing through the wilderness Is this my life? Is this my fight? No control. I’m passive Searching inside: Nothing but emptiness Crying out: What must I give?
The dreams go on forever No wind blows here But still I shiver Cloaked in my blanket of fear I can’t cope with staying I’m looking for an escape I’m probing for the lever Morning’s too far away
Grey mists envelop my body Blinding me, restricting me I can hear you all around I’m screaming silent, I make no sound I’m tearing at these ties that bind Toying with feelings of the deepest kind Tearing out chunks of deadened cells Eating myself to stay alive
Black skeleton trees Remind me of all I am inside Cackles echo through splintered teeth Running nowhere. I can’t hide Moon reflecting in the lake Pale face stares back mocking I’m reaching for the fruit of the mandrake I don’t understand. What is this showing?
Twisting vines creep the ground Choking the trees that give us life Nettles sting forever with no sound Vines are twisting, groping, curling around our necks I’m not breathing, but I’m still living Immortality, condemned to suffer forever Gulliver’s laughing in the corner Hear my voice-this wasn’t my choice
Tortured myself today Torturing myself tonight Self-made executioner Manifesting nightmares As old folk-lores Scrabbling for the door But defiant eyes remain closed No dream. This goes on forever
Stumbling down the same worn paths Problems of you never come in halves You yourself created this monster That you’re now willing to torture Puppet. Your voodoo doll. Your son Is this my past, present, or future I see? Or maybe just grim reality The dream goes on and on and on…
Questions undefined Questions unanswered Am I here searching to find My truth?
I’ve already reached the end But I don’t remember the start
SOUL TRAUMA
SKIN DEEP
Beauty scars her soul She can’t resist the bittersweet temptation To pay the man To stop her from growing old
She paints on new lines In an effort to cover the cracks of old She tells herself she’s special But we’ve all seen her a million times
A plastic nightmare She lost When she dared To become a teenage dream Dreams always come at a cost
Sucked down through numbness All she yearns for is to look the best And stand out from all the rest Fashion beauty a fatal temptress
Rivers run beneath her skin She’s building mountains to cover the holes Unaware that beauty is in the eye of the beholder Nothing can ever cover what lies within
A plastic nightmare She lost When she dared To become a teenage dream Dreams always come at a cost
Shy eyes dart through a plastic mask Views her body in the reflection of a glossy magazine Her past never was-she says she’s always been Is self-acceptance just too much to ask?
DOLL.
Feed drugs into your mind To forget what you left behind Cheap sex is what you do best And you’ll be trapped here, lest You pick up your mind and walk away Cos there’s a head above that chest Put an end to this slow decay Leave this town and find a job that pays
Your love is empty But it still don’t come free Good doll. Bad doll
I only wish that you could see How this life is taking it’s toll, on everyone Knowing you’ll soon be gone You’re not living when you’re dying
Your love is empty But it still don’t come free Good doll. Bad doll
To the monsters you avert your eyes As slowly inside you the feelings subside And retreat from the world outside I refuse to believe you have died
Your love is empty But it still don’t come free Good doll. Bad doll
Standing, lying, staring blankly The humanity drips off you slowly I’m picking up the pieces frantically But I can see clouds in your eyes
Lying bare Legs out wide I can’t see you Only my nightmare We’re on your side But what can we do?
LAST CALL
Tell me your poison, honey Tell me of what you keep hidden Cos in that head which lies so pretty I sense tales and secrets long forbidden
Give me your truths You know keeping secrets never sooths your soul I want to help you But now I feel that I don’t know you
There was a time I’d look deep into your eyes But now all I see is walls when I try To each other’s minds; we are blind Since you built your life on lies
You say you’re looking for freedom But I don’t believe you You make everything a mountain How does it feel to be you? Or don’t you feel? Is this all just some cheap façade? Or are you truly for real? You’re not alive if it’s all a charade
How does it feel? How does it feel? How does it feel to be you?
How does it feel to be you? How does it feel to be used? How does it feel to be abused?
You got a raw deal But time will heal So don’t you give up on me
Embrace this world we call our own Rid your soul of this emptiness Rid your mind of this bitterness Scars will heal and you’ll have grown
I don’t want to have to leave you But all this will soon destroy me As you walk that blade into the sea Before I even know if your face is true
I’m sick of these lies Open your eyes Open your eyes to me
Is it all just a disguise? To cover the reason I saw you cry? If you don’t bleed-you will never be free
Your lips move, but you still don’t say- What furies eat your head You don’t reveal what happened that fateful day- To cause you to lead that life you led
I’m scared of what lurks inside of you I try my best to try to help you But there’s nothing more that I can do Than just leave you be, and pray for you
If you want to be free Then learn to trust me Cos you are your own worst enemy
I know that you don’t understand The poison that eats your mind But stay close to me, and don’t be frightened
A last call before I say goodbye A last call before I say goodbye A last call before your spirit will die A last call before I say goodbye A last call before I say goodbye
Praying For You.
Her eyes have seen the scenes That make up a thousand memories Her lips taut upon a painted face She knows she could never leave this place
She stares back into my eyes Thinking I’ll never see through her disguise But she never changed that face she wore And I’ll never forget what I saw
Wake up I’m praying for you And I won’t let you go.
She’s drowning in this black sea And even though I know she can’t hear me I call out to her But my voice echoes back a slur
She sleeps softly forever now I’ll never know if I was friend or foe I lay a lasting kiss upon her forehead She’ll sleep forever soundly in this bed
Is this all there is? Is this all we are?- All we are here for?
Is this it?
I’m praying for you I won’t let you go
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SO, WHATCHA THINK?
B1oodFlower- 05-27-2004
Skin Deep and Unetheral are the best the imagery works the best.
Feiticeira- 05-27-2004
Throw in some limericks and you'll get yourself a uhh writing contract.
Also some reason the long words to me just have a manic-esque feeling about them.
richey- 05-28-2004
just cos the manics use 'long words' doesnt mean that no-one else can use them!
manics rip everyone else off neway in their lyrics!
yoursweetheartthedrunk- 06-02-2004
QUOTE (richey @ May 28 2004, 04:22 PM)
manics rip everyone else off neway in their lyrics!
Yeah - Like Joy Division [especially in terms of song titles]
I was going to post some poetry, but after the indiferent reaction you seemed to get, I'm not so sure that anyone cares... [although personally, I liked your stuff a lot!] So I'll just hijack your thread, and say that if anyone wants to read some, they should email me!
richey- 06-02-2004
thankyou!
no1 knows ur email addy tho- so its kinda hard 2 request ur poems lol
yoursweetheartthedrunk- 06-03-2004
It's on the staff page of the site - or you could just click that button that says 'email'.
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