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Safety I look up to the moon The light clears my mind free The two parts of me collide Burns together as I crouch in agony I hold on to the breath Until I release and watch the smoke fade away I blink and a part of me fills No reason, no blame Just filling another spot that was broken I move across the grass, The water hitting my shoulders Shaking the hair out of my face And I begin to breathe Is it possible to feel fine after the rain hits Does the lightning see through this mask Does the storm wash everything away Throwing away the burdens That causes my shoulders to slump Tearing off the pain That burns my fingers as I grip harder On what life I manage I always hide when I’m surrounded Like an animal stuck in a trap I duck my head, grin, smile and laugh Pretend like this all doesn’t freak me out But here, when the wind slashes around me Where the rain strikes at me like the notes in my head Where the grass and the trees tell me to grow I press my hands and arms around a tree I feel ...

Storm Mountains as high as the Gods could stand The rain pours down like tears from stars As music echoes off the branches of elder trees Through this the earth begins to breathe again The restless spirits escaping into the light and wind The howling creatures pause to take it in While unthinking beings step across the land Crushing the green grass beneath their heels Either in peace with the tranquil stars tears Or fearful of the roaring wind and rolling thunder They could never accept what the animals do Could never expect that the thunder isn’t threatening Or that the lighting isn’t a shock to the world’s core That this is where nature makes her final escape That this is the ultimate safety In the middle of a storm ~Lykaios Wrote this in Living Room/Dining Hall, while staring out at the chapel trees & rain and listening to T.M’s Flute music (that made him fall asleep) In my opinion this seems too.....'dopey'? *scoffs* It sounds too heartfelt and awkwardly touching. *shru...

Devil's Dance Take a gander at the devil’s song What went right? What went wrong? I’d like to close my eyes and sing Hooves on feet Claws on wrists All I know the lyrics to is the “Devils Kiss” Hurry, skip, to lock the door Fall asleep and dance a step Grating against the ballroom floor The waltz of the damned plays into our hearts The symphony of murder, the notes of death I blink and see the blood dripping down I was blinded by the red speckled crown Laughter echoes throughout the room Fear strikes hard and knocks me off Balance is out, left to watch the tomb Fire erupts and blood boils through Built out of bones, skulls tumble down Sky turns to ash and blood runs cold All I have left is him to hold Here my screams, I beg of you Never knew that I die with him Never thought I wouldn’t have to ask who Never knew he’d be the one with the knife for me My eyes bleed as I stare into the fire Enveloping my body passionately burning God what is this message you’re sending? This beating o...

Look up at all around us. What is it that you see? You look to them to find the reason To keep on fighting for what we don’t even need Pain and torment come crashing Never got up, always down Our knees are bruised Our hearts are crushed Bitter pills have been enough Never going to admit it That everything we did was wrong Too much pride for the mistakes That has become a repeating song What have we done? What will we do? Is that all this means to you? I wondered all those times What will we do when we die? What can we do when we don't Have anyone to be around, that we can use, To torture, even drive to scream and kill? Every time I watch the clock Nightmares dance about how many are dead How many are sick and that are crying America has asked for freedom Now we live off of each other So what happens now? What happened then We’ll die against one another Brothers and sisters slaughter each other...

Food for Thought Pain is a universal feeling. Love and hate aren’t. You might think, naturally, that love and hate are universal. Some children are born and live alone, they never feel love, only hate. There are children sheltered from the world and its problems, their family protecting them with a strength only those few who went through the toughest times could have. They only feel love (this can go under discussion). But pain, who hasn’t felt pain, even the most sheltered children have fallen and hurt themselves. Or felt guilty or sad about one thing or another. So let’s say, for the moment, that everyone shares only two things, mortality and pain. If everyone is in pain, at one moment in their life, and they seem lost, are they really? If everyone has the same pain, and the same feeling of losing grip on the whole world and that they are the only ones that have to deal with this particular pain are they right? Think about how many people live on this planet we’ve royally screwed up...

sti ynnuf taht I nac llits rebmemer woh ot od siht. I used to write backwards when I was small/child like Freaked my parents out with it. Mostly because it wasn't only backwards it was flipped. So the only way you could read it was through a mirror. I enjoy taking myself seriously weird.

Coward Press your finger to your mouth Shut you mind off Never let go, never let out Hurry up and fall Tripping over the shaky resolution Lightning strikes your heart pounding Pumping the poison of passion into your legs Run away. Faster, leave it all behind Terrified of what you’ve found Love the hate that surrounds you Drink in the injustice Hurtle yourself into the flames that follow you Licking smoke tendrils choking you Legs lose their power Your heart starts to feel like lead Weighing you down As every decision you make Turns for the worse Is it really the right choice? To never look back Is it really your right? To have no regrets Now that you see the pain How long have you been wrong? Stumble towards the light You think this isn’t strong? Afraid of looking down Looking at the blood on your hands No water could wash it off Close the doors you opened Pray you don’t need the locks Watch as your own shadows come to life Walk away from you The coward standing in the hallway Mirrors ...

Green Light One spring leaf in a world of chaos The wind tugging mercilessly at its frail arms The green glimmer flickering into the past A candle of hope for the survivors As they struggle up with wounds from their brothers Not a glimpse or a glance Or even a look over the shoulder They carry on, the guns weighing more every step The angels and demons crawling over their backs Never once do they spy the green spring leaf Never once do they wonder why it still hangs on Would they question why it remains? When everything it stayed for has died? What is the truth? Lying within the thin membranes of the spring leaf In the world’s despair the leaf has faith Faith that the world can turn Turn out from the deep winter air The roots of the tree, an ancestor so great he never dies Prying deeper into the earth And drawing out the radiance Setting them against the stone to wait Until the snows pass And the chills burn away And that that one spring leaf Will see his truth The sun peering over the...

Why do I write on here. why do I write what I write on here. there is no use for this so why dont I stop? Because I like seeing the words typed onto the screen I like hearing the fast and smooth clicking noise as my fingers touch the keys I like not knowing if any one is reading this I also like to share random facts of my life into this great black verse of the world called "internet" "I have duck feet and I’m knocked kneed I’m scatterbrained and slightly strange A weird chromosome string And an imagination that's exploding I’m your average American goth"