Archive for March, 2014

Based on the life of this female character I’ve created for a novel I’m writing.

Man vs Woman

We need a man to do these things for us
Us the “weaker sex”, we need a man to do these things
For a man is strong enough to carry on with these heavy weights
But what about the heavy burdens that they carry within themselves?
Whose gonna sooth those voices that haunts in their heads?
Whose gonna cry for them when they finally give in and lie lifeless in their beds?
Whose gonna make sure that their legacy survives?
Whose gonna take of their children if not their wives?

He’s the head of the house
For he’s the man and he brings the wealth in
We girls can be proud being a spouse
Cause we’re the ones who look after them.

Man vs woman
Is like nature vs passion
Is life vs love
Burying all of the beauty coming from above
We do not need to argue
All we have to do
Is share our love
We must live under the principles of this law.

From Monday to Saturday
Is all about sweat and hard work
But when it comes to Sunday
Is time to spend time with our lord
And sometimes I wonder
In this diminutive space of mine
About the “ifs” of this manmade world
What if things were different?
What if the rules were reversed?
What if history was to be rewritten?

If Jesus were a female
You would have fell in love with her
If Jesus were a woman
You would have taken advantage of her
And nobody would have said anything
No judge or jury would have said a thing
Her blood wouldn’t be something you’d be proud about
For us females have bled for centuries long now.

I bet they would’ve done more than crucifying her
I bet they would’ve done more than calling her names
I bet they wouldn’t only bargain with her garments
But they would’ve bargain with her body as well…

He’s the cornerstone of this house
For he keeps things in balance and brings stabling
We girls can be proud being a spouse
Cause we’re the ones who make sure of everything.

Man vs woman
Is like nature vs passion
Is life vs love
Burying all of the beauty coming from above
We do not need to argue
All we have to do
Is share our love
We must live under the principles of this law.

Whose Fault Is It?

Have you ever felt invisible?
Like nobody sees or hear you?
Like no matter what you do
Great, good, bad or awful
Nobody ever applause your achievements
Nobody ever acknowledge your existence.

You feel like screaming your lungs out
You feel like doing something drastic
You feel like closing yourself in
You feel like nothing will change this.

And you try to be productive
Try to come up with beautiful words
Try to come up with a beautiful melody
Maybe break off from this apparent depressive state.

And then you say “to hell with it all”
And you drown yourself in alcohol
Hide yourself behind all the smoke
And drive careless towards the end of the road.

And when you seek for advice
Your friends are nowhere to be found
And when you look for higher things
There’s no response from above.

You tried it all not to feel like this
You really tried to make yourself notice
You asked for help and took your pills
But you still can’t help but feel like utter shit.

So in one last attempt you open yourself up
To see if someone else can relate
You end up in ever more disappointment
Cause it seems like no one else has ever felt the same.
Or maybe they’re just pretending
Whatever may be the case
They’re simply not there
When you need someone to let you know they care.

So when you take matters into your own hands
And make an ultimate decision, whatever those thoughts are
Whose fault is it when you end up with blood on your hands?
When from the beginning you’ve been told
That alone you were born
Alone you will always live,
Alone at the end you will die
Who to blame when you did what you have to do in order to survive?

Bored of being entertained but not educated. I’m not inspired to do anything right now. Writing poetry, composing music, painting? I leave that to those who entertain themselves. It’s all about the “like” and the “views” and the “comments”! Fuck this! My honesty is underrated…

A few lines off a poem I’m writing for my “Shadow People” book…

“Loud as hell, mumbling with such mouth gorged with pearls, going in circles
By no means I wished to make part in your carnival, never accepted the invitation
I enjoy best being the spectator, in your clowning act, overlooked in your circus
Water flowers won’t be enough to put your ass in the place it should be situated.

This must be the effects of poor tolerance
This must be the effects of the liquor in your blood
It brings the visage of your imprudent ignorance
Whiffing while looping around with pigs in the mud.”

No Exit Way

Names and number
They don’t matter anymore
The time almost over
It doesn’t matter anymore
You’ve kept me shackled
From the distance
You’ve kept me prisoned
Inside of your silence.

No eyes to read my confession
No arms to embrace my journey
No one ever, but the ones
Who are there, until they aren’t
Any longer…

I’ve put up all of the walls
So you couldn’t come in
But you locked down all doors
So I could not get out.

You gave me no reason
To change my mind
You haven’t given me a reason
What’s going on in yours

It’s only a matter of time
Till this begins to drive me insane
It’s only a matter of time
Till I dream of a way to escape
But there’s no exit way
No exit way out of this place
No exit way out of this hindrance
No exit way, but a bullet entrance…

This is a song I wrote feat. Christine Blackwell. Enjoy!

Dedicated to a some people I know that are “bipolar”

Zer0

They will always win
If you keep letting them
You will always lose
If you don’t stand up and choose
To stop feeling like you do
To try to take control
Of what you think
Of how you feel
And right now I feel
Like watching the world burn
So won’t you stand there?
And perish scorching
For my mere pleasure
Oh, by God, you’ve been so lovely
My long lost treasure.

If I had some will
I would control this world
If I did what it tells
I would be the one in control.

They will always win
If you keep letting them in
You will always lose
If you don’t commence to refuse
To be treated like they do
To enforce on your word
To give up but not give in
To relearn and to begin
A new path set onto the sun
I’d like watch the world burn
So won’t you stand there?
And perish scorching
For my mere pleasure
Oh, by God, you’ve been so lovely
My long lost treasure.

If I had some will
I would control this world
If I did what it tells
I would be the one in control.

Unhappiness only exists inside my brain
The only thing that brings joy in to watch them burn
Angelic beings and devils alike
It all can go to hell for I’m the one who needs to feel alive.