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Ryan Lyandree

Shroud of the Veil

I’m not gonna cry
For I am stronger than this
I’m only gonna fight
Whatever is pressing me in, suppressing me
I better hold tight,
Dizzy and down on both knees
My face won’t slump to the ground
I’m mauling my lips with my teeth
With the taste of iron collecting in my mouth
As salty and sour as my restrained tears
I am hurting
Both mentally and physically
Not to mention fucking emotionally…
Like a wounded animal,
(But) I will wield and I will not yelp
And although internally I am bleeding
(No) I won’t beg or ask for your help
I’m keeping the pressure on
You won’t see any seep, you won’t see a drop
But when I get up from here
I swear I’m gonna go for your head
Oh by Thelema and BaalZebub
You better be ready, asshole!
‘Cause I’m gonna go for your fucking throat.

This was a battle
Where I allowed you to give me your best shot
And to shoot first
Foolish of me
I accept I was overconfident
But now that I’m addled
And on my way to almost expire
I stare at my maker’s eye
I swallow this hard pill
For it has come to me, like the veil being shrouded
Revealed to me, by an act of apparent flitting divinity
That with my pain I shall dissolve your ivory tower
With all of my agony I shall bring down your dirt empire

So come on
Come closer to me
You want to be in touch with my soul?
You really want to see the root of my anger?
Come, thy brother
Come see the burden
The secret shall be revealed to you!
Come closer, thy brother
Can you already feel it?
Can you hear any of them?
The whispers turn into screams
The demons tormenting!
Feel my pain!
Feel my agony!
Goddamn it!!!
Why don’t you feel my pain?!
Come and feel my agony!
I shall crush you and I will destroy you!
Even if it’s the last thing I do in my feeble and miserable existence
I will put you in my shoes
I will drag you down with me
And you’ll feel how’s to be crawling like a ravished and trampled snake.

Then you will have what you really wanted
And then I will have what I really needed
An equivalent exchange of the suffering
We shall both be the losers but as long as you’re not winning
I shall always be grateful
I shall always be one with my shadow.

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The Artic State of Revering

I wrote her beautiful
I wrote her really kind
In my pen her words are arsenal
A metaphor for this life to find.

If I scribble she becomes real
As true as when the fingers touch
In my head is a thing I can feel
Cause in reality there’s no thing as such.

So poet, write me a story of love
Of those that never rot and turn
Print those verbs that are suave
One cannot wait for the pages to burn

I wrote her spectacular
I wrote her almost perfect
But when the sense becomes oracular
The contact sways misdirected.

If I stop she disappears from this screen
As soon as my thoughts begin to fray
In my head this can only be a dream
Cause in reality I know that no one would stay.

So poet, write me a verse of life
Of those that never hurt or end
Print those words that are alright
One cannot wait for arguments to defend.

She then died in my heart
But I’ll never give her- her funeral
And right here lie the scar
The kind that’s never really ephemeral.

Amanda White

Under The Sun

Sexualize me in the way only you can
I want to be sexy in your sight, in your eyes
So treat me like the thing you want to treat me like
A broken heart can go both ways even when only one is playing.

You think you are so smart, with that snickering face
I just wanted to kiss you so I could give you of my disease
The more you want me, the more I hold you in my strings
And though it sickens me, I need to prove myself that I’m able to do this.

Why would anybody set the bar so low?
If I was just a little more matured then, I’d have approached things differently
And more than why, you might wonder how?
How is it possible for one to love oneself through the filter of manipulating perplexities?

Sexualize me in your heart and in your mind
I want to be sexy when I come around and you inside
So hold me tight, like I’m the control you don’t want to lose
A broken spell can either undo this bubble I was in, or trap you too.

You think you’re so valuable, like a treasure chest
I just wanted to take a peek into your chasm and spit on it
The more you want me, the more you disgust me, but
If I’m to win over this game that you think I’m falling in, I must push further.

Why would anybody set the bar so low?
If I was just a little more conscious then, I’d have confronted things differently
And to wonder what might’ve done now?
How is it possible for one to love oneself through the filter of bending up the perpendicular?

There’s a bridge between my heart and my body
I should’ve never kept my feelings under closed doors
To understand there’s a connection within my own spirit
It is something that I never really thought of before.

Why would anybody set the bar so low?
If I was a little more empathetic of myself and of others,
Oh, I would’ve done so many things so differently
And though all this got me to the place I am right now
Is it impossible for one to love oneself through the filter of bending bullets aimed for the heart, and for the soul…
Oh, no, to give onto others the pain you withhold
It is so unfair, cause when one is young and full of all of these hormones
Should one really be held countable of such things done?
‘Cause life is like a coin, it’s two sided…
So what is really hiding under the sun?

The Velvet Empress

Silvering Lust

Staring at the white wall of my screen
Watching as it turns black, turns red
She likes the same fucked up things it seems
And now I want her here in my bed.

Waiting for minutes, for hours, for days
Sitting right here inside of my head
She thinks and says the same things I say
And now I’m just waiting go on ahead.

Romeo and Juliet has nothing on us baby
We can kill ourselves without falling in love
But Goddamn it, I care for you sweet lady
And I can’t stop begging the good God above
For a chance to be closer to you, closer
But shit, darling, if I know myself any better
We’ll burn, burn, burn so, so sweet
Oh girl, I cannot wait for this meet and greet.

Diamond and coal
Turn lead to gold
Silvering lining
Silvering lust.

Swirling in this wide space of my dreams
Watching as they turn violet, turn blue
She seems like the one that in here could scream
And now I bet she doesn’t have a clue.

Lurking for minutes, for hours, for days
Hiding right outside the window of her room
She wishes for things that I too wish to lay
And now we’re gonna have it pretty soon.

Romeo and Juliet has nothing on us baby
We can ruin ourselves without falling in love
But Goddamn it, I care for you sweet lady
And I can’t stop begging the good God above
For a chance to be closer to you, closer
But shit, darling, if I know myself any better
We’ll burn, burn, burn so, so sweet
Oh girl, I cannot wait for this meet and greet.

Diamond and coal
Turn lead to gold
Silvering lining
Silvering lust.

She doesn’t love herself and I’m not sure if I do
But if we’re in this deathbed we can see it through
Equinox and epoch leaping together in march
Fire in this bed, baby, as our molecules begin to starch.

Diamond and coal
Turn lead to gold
Silvering lining
Silvering lust.

Feeling like John Con
I’m feeling like Faust.

This poem is about when one meets someone new and when one knows someone for far too long.

The Housing Gap

Leave me here with my thoughts
I don’t think that you want
‘Cause I know that I need more.

Leave me here with the truth
So sour, it burns in my mouth
You don’t owe me a thing, no.

When the light stretched out
I was in darkness, so lost
But a random hand came through
And tried to reach me, so…

Am I in debt with your heart?
Do I owe your feelings something?
You, broken and empty as me
Do you think I should still be here?

Leave me here with the wasted
I don’t think you should face
‘Cause it’s not your problem, no.

Leave me here with the ended
I don’t know what to say
Should I have a love to embrace?

When the light dimmed in
I was left here, so alone
Then a random hand came through
And it tried to reach me, so…

Am I in debt with your heart?
Do I owe your feelings something?
You, broken and empty as me
Do you think I should still be here?

There we were, looking for something
Maybe for hope, love or companionship
How the fresh fruit has become spoiled
Left to rot by the means in our hearts.

‘Cause nothing ever solves like we want
And if we come to cherish one another
We’ll end up hating one another instead.

Solitude doesn’t have a master
We’re slaves, we are its whores
‘Till one day we gather strength to abandon it
Or one day we cannot take it anymore.

New pseudonym The Velvet Empress

Y.O.D.O. (You Only Die Once)

Down and broken
Down, down, down
And broken down
Watch your step, love
You’d leave me here
Out here in cold
Just to meet my fate
Just like your mother told you to.

You know, a funny thing about Karma
It always comes around
It always comes around to fuck you up
So dance in your silver platter, for the while
The devil likes his dishes best served cold
So you better hang onto your angel’s wings
I’ll be praying to the prince of the air
To pull you back down
Back down, where you should be.

Down and broken
Down, down, down
Where voices speak out loud
And the darkness becomes your friend
The walls go for the trade
In an alchemic exchange
But can you see the writing?
Do you understand what the words mean at all?

You know, the funny thing about the twist of the knife
It comes under as part of a sacrifice
The more blood you donate
The more you fill up its thirst
In comes a horror you’re too scared to realize
That what goes up must always come down
That not all angels come from the light
And this one, it fell from the sky.

To die once and then come back to life
It’s such an awkward experience
You can still hear those whispers calling you on
Cause on this side is not where you belong.

The Voice of the Devil

Grab on this corpse
And put it back in
Oh, how much have I long
For the day I welcome the misery
Back into my arms
Back into my soul
No, I will not understand
Yes, I will be cold
Push aside in despite
Of all the good I’ve done
Oh what a passage of rite
So callous to the bone
Chew it and spit it out
The taste have grown stale
As I scream and I shout
And watch this ship go to sail.

This storm, oh holy diabolical confusion
The intrusion of the so called friends
For now you’ll enjoy the division
But all your angels will soon become fiends
Every mistake back at you
I will be happy when the death touches
The one thing leading you through
I wanna see it lie in the dirt with the roaches.

Oh, happiness
Am I the only one grieving?
Seem like you’re smiling
Is it so fruitful what you’re conceiving?
This knife on my back
I will one day take it out
And I will draw a track
To disfigure your surmount.

You all come in packages
I was thrown down here
And all the dark influences
Will strike as your biggest fear
Come on, the one you will hate
Come on, the one that will not tolerate
Self-destruction with you tied to me
Cause if I go down, you’ll go down with me.