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Beyond The HorizonWe ran out of our homes
And our dream quelling streets
Until mud under foot
Had replaced the concrete

From suburb to city
On to the countryside
We were running away
But not trying to hide

The world was still spinning
Faster than we could move
Though our hearts were breaking
Our poets' words would sooth

We left a cloud grey town
And in time reached the sea
Our home for so long
Evolution tells me

To the deepest warm blue
From the coolest pitch black
Shackles fell with each stroke
With our dreams still intact

Surrounded by fishes
Guiding us from the deep
Every league of ascent
Reinforced our belief

That it's the world,

Dysfunctional"Dysfunctional"

Come now dear let's end this and make amends

Or at least can we have the courtesy to pretend?

Before the children start to blame themselves

Remember the vows made under church wedding bells?

Put down that knife and just talk to me

Why do our discussions need to be handled violently?

Your screaming is so loud the neighbors will complain

And do the neighborhood a favor by reporting our disdain

It was never this bad in the beginning of our love

Now our simple arguments turn to pushes and shoves

And slamming and breaking things all over the house

You're disturbing the pets; even the mouse

There's no where to sit; you

On The EdgeI'm standing on the edge
I can feel the air hit my body
It could all be an illusion
And I can be an adventurer

I can be the explorer of the afterlife
I could be the first to venture there
I could be the first to break from this illusion
But what if there is nothing past this edge

As children we explore
And we find and learn
As adults we have learned
And we crave to explore

As I curl my toes on the edge
I think of who will care if I do
Cause I'm standing on the rooftop
Ready to fall, ready for a new start

Eternal Life [Remix]Eternal Life [Remix]:

We are creatures of mortality
Born to live and die.
Yet there are those amongst us
Who resent the last goodbye.

They see it as an end to things;
The call of colder waves.
They have a fear of being trapped;
Locked away in graves.

But deep beneath the buried earth
No one hears you scream.
Pound and smash against the coffin;
End this horrid dream!

Kiss the flower of the reaper
Bear his blissful touch...
Soon you will be wisked away
Warm within his clutch!

But now you know the dreaded fear
Of why we cannot die.
We hear the reaper calling us
That we cannot lie.

In both our dreams and waking nights;
We se

KidKid:

I enter the classroom and look around
I sit at my desk and stare at the floor
Nobody here ever tries to talk to me
and I can't really talk to them

I usually wait for class to begin
But ten minutes can feel like an eternity
I wish I could pop in my earphones
But they cut them in half yesterday...

Sometimes I hear them talking about me
But the words are always the same
They say it so much that I start to believe;
That I'm really what they say I am

Ugly, fat, stupid, beast;
These are the lightest words that they use
I wonder why they have to do it to me
But I don't know what it's like to be normal

Lunchtime is usually not s

The Enemy WithinThe Enemy Within:

I have nothing that I can give
Cause I was never taught to live
How do I know what is pain?
I disappear into the rain

Carry me on angel's arms
Don't let me ever come to harm
The blade will cut into my skin
I face the enemy within...

And I feel him, and I feel him cry
And I feel him, and I feel him cry

Dear Enemy
What do you want from me?
Take me slowly
Are you the man I'm meant be?
Dear Enemy...

Suddenly the lights go out
I open up and try to shout
Gasping out my final cry
Is this how I'm meant to die?

Lead me home once again
Let me face this world and then-
I will try to get control
Won't let this fee

They Watch You SleepThey Watch You Sleep:

There are many bards who can tell you tales
Of the creeping shadows that come at night
We've seen them crawling along the walls
In the absence of the light...

On the darkest of nights, cold and chill
You can hear them quietly gibbering.
They speak of things that you cannot know
Which is why they are always whispering.

It is said that they will know the future
and that they know the fate of every man
They are here to watch his path unfold
or perhaps to have him damned...

These sick and twisted animals
Bear a stench that is rather foul
But you will only smell this scent
if they choose to remove their cowl

She Waits For MeShe Waits For Me:

Her touch is mercilessly chilling
When she appears inside my room
I can hear her gibbering softly
As she mutters words of doom

The lady pushing the brink of delusion
I am cornered to the edge of my waning sanity!
I shatter mirrors and reflective surfaces
To preserve some sense of humanity

Yet they say my delirium is a mere illusion...
Ha! They judge the things that they cannot see
She comes to me in depths of the night
Because she knows I cannot flee

Do you know the feeling of waking up
With her grinning face before me?
Rotting teeth and swollen flesh;
It would be better not to see!

But tonight I shall end t

Painted SkinPainted Skin:

He smiles at you, as you enter the office;
Wearing eyeliner made of contempt and disdain.
His cheap cologne invades your nostrils immediately
And you quickly suppress a cough.

"Yes, yes, indeed we have to review this...er, many things are involved."

His face is powdered with a layer of self-importance;
Lips reddened by the polite harshness he spews.
His forked tongue flickers as he prattles on
And you're really getting quite tired.

"Oh I'm sorry! Of course, of course I understand; but my way is much better!"

You're getting really bored now, so you take a look around the room.
The expectation is to see it bedecked wit

She BelievedI stumble through my mind,
Weakened by the pain of years.
I always search but cannot find
The source of all my bitter tears.

I see a light, an anchor, a hope;
I limp faster, relieved by the sight.
I found a gentle, downward slope—
Like a rescue from a blight.

I lean on you, no longer afraid;
Finally I have found relief.
Tears dry, memories fade,
Like wind carries a wilted leaf.

But in the end, it wasn't true—
You held my heart yet let it die.
My anchor became my noose;
My trust was blinded to your lie.

How could I be so ignorant?
You pledged to never leave my side.
There's none to blame but myself—
"She belie

Is It Wrong?Is it wrong
That I glance up at the clouds,
Feeling the wind through my hair,
And dream of a mystifying land
Where one can be accepted no matter what?

Is it wrong
That I choose to wear jeans down past my heels,
Baggy and ripped at the knees,
Unlike all the other boys that wear athletic
Shorts, so unscathed and clean?

Is it wrong
That I ask people about their troubles,
Sometimes doing all in my mortal power
To help them surpass the simple,
Even ones I have not defeated myself?

Is it wrong
That while the few friends I have
Dance around giddily and go to
The most extreme only to impress,
But I only hang back in silent content

Kiss Your ScarsSharp blades to the skin
Sharp darts to the heart
Drink water to make you thin
He tore your world apart

Reflections of a former self
Indelibly etched on your memory
Take those thoughts and emotions
and share each one of them with me

I will put them with my own
My lies, my deceit, my sin
Kiss your scars, heal the wounds
of your perfect skin

Kiss your scars, heal your heart
Taste your blood on my lips
My heart now beats as one with yours
For each other we now choose to exist

I'm Only HumanI'm only human
I make mistakes
Yet I'm always trying
To save some face

I'm only human
I lie and I cheat
Yet I will never
Admit defeat

I'm only human
I whine and I cry
But it doesn't mean
That I won't try

I'm only human
I make mistakes
But I give it my all
No matter what it takes

The RoseTear the rose apart
Let the blossom die
Tear it like you tear a heart
Fill it with your empty lies

Scream in deaths name
Cause that's what it does
Set it on fire
And as it burns laugh

The rose is your light
The rose is your dream
Still you destroy it
The virginity of pendants

The rose has its thorns
But it doesn't want to hurt you
The rose is insecure
And still it smells so sweet

The rose is a symbol
That makes us think
The rose is a hope
And it decays, In a dying world

Never Back DownYou stitched my lips today
So I could not speak
I sliced my slender throat
So I could still breathe

Dowsed acid in my eyes
So I could not see
But I reached out to touch her
She in turn touched me

You cut my ears today
I hear no birds sing
Or an infant's laughter
And the joy that brings

You bound my wrists and hands
Now they are red raw
I should blindly stumble
But still I stand tall

You sliced my fingertips
I can't feel her skin
The softness of her hair
The barrel of my pen

You broke my legs in two
Now I cannot walk
Nor can I see or hear
Feel or talk

You did all of these things
To keep me quiet
Yet the passion that

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To Me, Music Is...

The percussion is the rain on my windows
The melody is the whistle when the wind blows
The chorus is the chirping of crickets in June
Man, oh man, I love that tune
I dance to the beat of the rain all night
When I hear the wind whistle, I'll be alright
As long as there's music, by nature or freestyle
Any good song always makes me smile

I don't need an iPod or an MP3
Nature's song is fine with me
I just need an honest beat
And friends to dance with in the street
Prosaic singers, heavy synths,
Clichéd lyrics on radio hits
That kind of music doesn't stay true
Every time I hear it, I feel so blue

I'd pick a nightingale's tune

Better Than Me

"Everybody's got a talent"
That's what my papa used to say
"Everybody is unique
In his or her own special way."

"But Papa," I said
"Are you sure about that?
What about me?
What am I good at?"

"Well," he replied
Leaning against the wall
"You can sing, you can draw
You can write, that's best of all."

But Papa is a liar
I can't do all that stuff
When I sing, I'm off key
When I draw, I screw up

When I write? I don't know
It's not exactly talent
I guess I'm pretty good
But I wouldn't say I have it

Everyone's got talent
Everyone but me
Everybody's better
Papa, can't you see?

I'm not good enough
No matter how hard I try
I'm

Is It Too Late?

To tell you the truth, I've been lying all this time
Please don't walk away, listen to my rhyme
When I said I didn't love you, I was in denial
Just let me say this now, I'll make it worth your while
You're probably tired of me and my excuses
And I know on your heart I've left some bruises
But I'm here to redeem myself, if it isn't too late
Has your heart already been swallowed in hate?

This is not an order, just a simple request
If I don't ask you now, I will never rest
My dearest, will you take me back?
If you don't, my world will fade to black
I've made a mistake I'll never forget
A stupid mistake I'll always regret
Being alo

Death's Invitation

Life is tedious, a cyclical hell
This monochrome world holds me captive in its spell
I desperately search for my purpose in life
Death tells me "There is none. Now pick up the knife."
I try to ignore him, but he is persistent and sly
He gives me more reasons to believe I should die
"You're useless," Death's voice resonates in my head
"Trust me, you'd be better off dead.
No one will cry, you won't be missed,
You're tired of life, just give it a rest.

"Nothing new happens, you constantly try to hide
That everything frustrates you, you're fit to be tied.
I promise you, child, with death you'll be free.
Why keep fighting for nothing?

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Perfect Criminal, Closest Friend

by ~MXFragility, May 28, 2012, 10:20:26 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

I knew a boy of age fifteen
The nicest guy I've ever seen
A caring friend, my closest bud
I loved him so, like flesh and blood
We were connected through heart and soul
Without the other, we weren't whole
When we were together, my world was bright
Now that he's gone, I've lost the light

It's more than just another death
Everything crumbled when he left
He stole my laugh, my smile, my joy
He isn't just another boy
To his grave he brought a part
Of me that resided in his heart
My dearest friend, why have you robbed me?
Instead of my smile, wouldn't you prefer money?
A piece of gold, five silver rings
Why do you insist on breaking my wings?

With you I used to rule the sky
With you my wings would take me high
Now that you're gone, these wings are vestigial
Now that you're gone, this pain is perennial
Come back to me, my only friend
You promised together we'd see the end
As well as a thief, are you a liar, too?
For all these years I believed you

You've killed a part of me, homicide
Which was really you, suicide
You stole everything you could get
You lied like it was no sweat
Dearly beloved, you are the perfect criminal
For that I must say you are truly formidable
In life and death you are a fugitive
But that doesn't matter, I can forgive
After all, I love you, maybe more than a friend
So I will be happy, or at least I'll pretend

My heart will always ache for you
Deep down, I'll always wait for you
But for now, my memory, so sweet and deceased
Sleep in the earth, please rest in peace

Perfect Criminal, Closest Friendby ~MXFragility

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

I apologize for my absence. As compensation, I attempted to write a good poem. I think I just blurted out all these mixed feelings about previous freindships and possible crushes. Whether it's good or not is for you to decide, of course.

Apparently I've been accused of art theft, so I'm taking down the picture...

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