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"It seems the world has changed leaving everything so strange;
sometimes I just feel like cutting the pain away, grabbing a blade I place it against my skin hoping to someday have the courage to press in. Its like theres no more meaning to my life..no more reason to stay, Its like theres nothing left to fight for_nothing more to say, this is why I feel like cutting the pain away. Nobody cares rather I ...

"awakened from dogmatic slumbers;
hitherto descends the invalid;
cattacombed suffocation;
anaesthetized to immobalize;
enigmatic disallusion in brutal screams of agony;despair-
subliminated attrusion;
Camatose hermit in his lingiud cage.
phlegmatic instigation rouse to nothingness..
distilled perception
stupefy panoramas
faithless sublimation
when unto dying eyes
immortalized ethereal visage
ICE FEVER"

-so many faces with dead expressions
-so many eyes yet all so blind
-so many mouths that never smile
-so many noses that never stopped to smell the roses

(Before you read this, i didn't write it but it's one of my all time favorites.)

Here's to the crazy ones.

The misfits.

The rebels.

The troublemakers.

The round pegs in the square holes.



The ones who see things differently.

They're not fond of rules.

And they have no respect for the status quo.



You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them,

disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.

About the only thing you can't ...

is my poem different than yours?
anytime you say it rains I could say that it pours
you call it the devil I call it my house chores
but if I admit thats what it is I'm getting bored
because I want something greater than me
I already have that its we
but I have to make the idea in my mind
so I can have some $#%^ to soak up my time
I could ...

Hate me, why wouldnt you
i always seem to do the wrong thing
Hate me, why shouldnt you
i always seem pull the wrong string

whimper about how i hurt you, kill you
cry about the things i say, will you
well im done with you and your stupidity
im not taking more of this its been an infinity

satisfy your need to blame the world
aply your anger to be heard
release your hate ...

:shock: :twisted: :shock: ... :roll: (I'll do it later)

I took a walk in life today, unsure of what I'd see, the sky was painted purple, the trees banished grey. It's dark and fear is coming, do not wish it away, let the demons engulf you, there is nothing they can say. I hear the voices calling, are they so far away? Are our minds twisted and knarled afraid to show what we see...are our minds full of snakes now, that push the venom ...

devided by numbers

couting days, counting people
surplus numbers seem so feeble
counting droplets, counting skull
my empty soul seems so full

1 through seven
9 through eleven
numbers unequel to the pain
excess days drove me insane

counting parents, counting ache
faces around me reflect the fake
counting punches, counting roses
misdirected by the wrong choices

counting truth, counting lies
bleeding hearts pierced my eyes
counting hell, counting heaven
memorys lost before age 7 ...

Out of My Hands

This has happened before, but never in this time,
It always seems so wrong, completely out of line.
Who's to say what's wrong or right?
It's not my fault, though it seems I'm extinguishing his light.
I'm helpless here and there's no one to tell,
So I'll just keep it in - shrink slowly back in my shell.
But would that help this situation? To stay silent?
Who am I to ...