Posts Tagged ‘lies’

Everything Has Gone Back to Normal

Everything has gone back to normal
And my blood it bleeds red
And how it aches
How it hurts.

Everything has gone back to normal
And my calls are not responded
All in a busy tone
All in a busy tone.

Everything has gone back to normal
And this silence is by my side
Greeting me with open arms
Greeting me again.

Everything has gone back to normal
And I feel like my usual self
So useless, so useless
Yeah…

The white empty space
A wide empty space
Nowhere to escape
I have awoken.

Everything has gone back to normal
The momentary happiness has passed away
Passed away
Passed away.

Everything has gone back to normal
Daydreaming seems so bliss
Like a bad joke
I don’t want to.

The wide empty space
Here in my chest
Here in my head
I was never completed.

Everything…
Has gone back…
To normal…
Sigh… The End…?

Debauched

Quench to get to the center of your soul
Just to sink my teeth into your beautiful body
Too some this may sound quite cold
But the force that pulls in is inevitably gaudy.

What it is what it is and there’s no other way
When you call it by name, it comes here to stay.

Stretch to get to touch the great beyond
Just to have a taste of what it is that you hide
To bend what could’ve been a good bond
But the mystery keeps pulling me back inside.

It is what it is and what it is somehow alluring
When you call it by name, it gets here by staying.

So easy, unnecessary to try to overcomplicate it
Why take the long way when I can come straight to it?
It is what it is and what you need is what I have
Trade body for soul, just to fill up this salacious gap.

My Decision

She likes to keep it together by pushing you to the side
She would step over you before swallowing her pride
She’d risk it all as long as she have to doesn’t apologize
She would do all this before she comes to realize.

She’s never wrong and she’ll never humble
For all the damage she’s done, she’ll never feel ashamed of
She doesn’t regret having to humiliated you
She could care less about moral values and manners.

She contradicts her gloating by despising me
She likes to waste time with her indifference
She cries, only for you to feel sorry about her
She likes boasting her ego by making you feel like less.

She fucks things up and never takes responsibility
She’s all about herself, one side blame on me
She feeds on her all powerful sense of femininity
Her arrogance’s set to drown any sense of sympathy.

It is my decision not to deal with any of this
It is my decision to speak things like they are
It is my decision to call on all of her bullshit
Never again will I be fooled by appearance.

Apathetic Antipathy

She’s drowned her soul in popular opinions
She cannot read a map even if it’s on her favor
Lights a cigarette to fog in smoke the recollections
She doesn’t like the smell but she loves the flavor.

Her body’s precious but she gives it away to the public
She likes the attention; she likes all of the praises
Her broken wings make her image look less than angelic
She would sell her soul to find a heart that is virtuous.

Surrounding herself with vultures hungry for dead meat
She can dance with the flow but she doesn’t get the beat
Time for sleep, time to rest, high as a kite, there she goes
She can leave behind this universe but never her ghosts.

She’s kept herself to a shelter made of wood
She cannot see what’s ahead even if it’s up front
Snorts up the white dust cause it makes her feel good
She doesn’t like the mirror ‘cause it makes her feel runt.

Her life‘s precious but she gives it away for the applause
She likes the recognition; she likes all of the worship
Her distorted introspection makes her look like a lost cause
She’d trade off her salvation for someone to give a shit.

Surrounding herself with leeches thirsty for young blood
She spins around all day just to face fall on the mud
Time to party, time to live, low as her esteem, so it seems
She swims against the river but never its streams.

She’s apathetic with a survivor complex
Her antipathy burns like acid through anyone’s core
Self-medicating to subtract the effects
That alter her persona; she doesn’t know who she is anymore.

I’ve written a poem inspired by the world’s politics, science and religions.

The Satanic but Divine

Don’t need to show me your power
I’ve seen the twist and the falling
Go praise your lord and your father
I’ve presence the words distorting.

I’m…
One step away from becoming one
One with the root of all evil
Come teach me, to understand
How’s to sink to your level.

Your love for hate
To conquer and divide
For heaven’s sake
The satanic but divine.

Don’t need to reach to your tower
I’ve heard the hiss and the slithering
Go praise your god and your master
I’ve presence the truth’s withering.

I’m…
One step away from becoming one
One with the root of all evil
Come teach me, to understand
How’s to sink to your level.

Your love for hate
To conquer and divide
For heaven’s sake
The satanic but divine.

Your faith is a joke
One that is not that funny
As one begins to choke
With your lust for the money.

Your science and logic
To turn leads into gold
That forbidden magick
That sheds from the mold.

I’m…
One step away from becoming one
One with the root of all evil
Come teach me, to understand
How’s to sink to your level.

Your love for hate
To conquer and divide
For heaven’s sake
The satanic but divine.

The sign is a symbol
A piece of the triad
The sound of the cymbal
The spine of the dyad.

Been trying to write something good. Finally got inspired. It was right in front of me.

Its Own Relationship

It comes with a smile again
Pretending it doesn’t know
“The past is the past, so live for today”
Another excuse to fuck up the now.

I begin going in circles
Trying to make notice
Trying to explain
As it rolls its eyes
Asking “what’s the problem?”
Pretending it didn’t do wrong.

The heat tilts the top
The fuel you overflow
The guilty offended
Mirroring the blame
It brushes it off again
And threatens with cynicism
I’m left with no voice
As it takes advantage of the occasion.

It waits for me to forget
That’s the way that it knows how to love
It doesn’t care how much it takes
Its pride resides in the illusion of its own.

It swears it doesn’t need anything
It thinks it can live happily all alone
It kicks out whatever it doesn’t need anymore
It doesn’t know love, it only thinks it does.

Kynthra

So for how long have you been there?
Staring still like a statue
Do you want to see me being sincere?
I’m still checking on your status
But when pain becomes boring
Who’s to blame for that boredom?
Might as well start blaming
Start pointing fingers for circumstances
So I met myself in the mirror
I grew tired of my own reflection
So I grabbed a box of old photos
And remembered these feelings of affection
And how deep your yellow eyes glowed
It’s an image that in my head I’ve undertowed
So to ponder in having what was never given before
Would it be a betrayal if I stop lying here on the floor?
Cause there are two things that will always fuck your life up
And that’s the feeling of hurt and the feeling of love
So let me rip your heart out
To fill my own empty hole
Not to wonder what it’s being talked about
Just the leaking of the soul
And the remnants of all of the poison
Maybe I just needed inspiration
Since being unhappy has become dull
I could spend my whole day bashing my skull
Against the wall, trying to figure out why
Why do we always let things die?
To sabotage what it’s perfectly placed
Or maybe it’s too perfect
Damn all those stupid excuses
I know at the end there’s no use
But to try to kill myself again
While brutally murdering you
With all the confusion and shame
And the transgression of the truth
Do we need to go into details?
Nobody seems to know how to read between lines
But please, don’t blame me for having it planned
From the beginning
Because I didn’t
And I’m afraid of being alone
For the flesh bound to the bone
Tend to pursue what it’s an oversight
Blinded by the glow that seems light
But soon to slit on the wrists
Because I wonder why do I even exist?
And in taking side with the hurt
I recite the words of the absurd
And they gargle as I bite on my tongue
The blood through my teeth and my gums
The clogs in my mouth for the life I’ve devoured
For never knowing what I truly have ever desired.