Twenty First Century Insanity

No longer will I wait up for you
For too long has time grew
And showed me my mistakes,
Your daggers and stakes
Freedom runs through the creek
With the pureness I seek.
Barefoot I walk the trail
For blindly I have fell,
Twentieth Century insanity
blends so well with its vanity.
The old Magic is left behind
By this world's small mind.

Pure

The Magically Untouchable awaits,
Down the stream of pure nature
So close to reality,
Yet untouched by insanity
She's there:
Dipping in to the old world
Embraced though by our world
Everything beyond words
Sight or Emotion
But nothing at all,
Except the insanity sinking in!
She is my Fairy
The pureness left inside of me

Runaway

Attempt to write away the  pain
For what else is there to gain?
Inside spikes up the hate
Myself begins to depreciate

Runaway another time
While others remain blind
Kick, Scream, Shout!
while others start to doubt

Place blame where it belongs
Tell me it's not wrong
I can't control insanity
Far away from humanity

Fools' Heart



I feel her heart race,
And envy her life's grace.
Her warmth intrigues me
With this innocence I see,
The blood calls me close.
Ignorance is her diagnose:
I smell her lust quit strong,
Hear it in her voice like a song.

A fools heart is most capturing

For you can feel it shattering

As the truth is uncovered.

My Identity is discovered

Right before death does us part.

Poor, Poor fools heart

Perspetive Reality

On the edge of reality
At the calming sea
On the edge of a breakthrough
Deciphering what's true.

There goes gravity
And "meant to be"
There goes me and you
In the oceans blue

I see never ending possibility
Without any guarantee
I see it's time to review
What I thought I knew

Empty

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


The words I said I didn't mean.

Angry, agony swell up in me.
Overwhelming pain drowns me.
Your gone.
There is no forever.
I become lost, broken but alive.
Life is now a strange sensation.
What is life without love?

Running Away

Another second, hour, day away
Taking a step towards over you
Ignoring memories that replay
Another night I made it through
Scars begin to slowly heal
I begin to see God's Grace
Though this break is not ideal
Another moment to pick up the pace

End

Searching for a way
To end this dreadful day
The sun has already set
Though the night is not over yet

The razor calls out to me
Promises I can be free
But I know it lies all to well
Restraint is about to fail

Need out of this mess
Away from the stress
I miss my friend
This can't be the end

Wrong

Girl hard to handle
And a long shot gamble
Walks a bit sideways
Almost everyday

Suffers a fool's heart
Writing insane art
Dealing with the pain
Though she won't complain

You are just scar
Not a shooting star
You have done her wrong
And obviously she don't belong

Complacited Love

Roses are red
with prickly thorns
Pretty till dead
And then you mourn

Flames are bright
And dangerous too
Sporadic fight
It's always new

Flame is a glow
Roses are bright
Please don't let go
For you I'll fight