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I'm waking up to ash and dust I hold my pride, hide my fears, Left behind with all my tears I’m forging on with a bullet wound, And a broken heart, In the wind, where it all begin, With a simple kiss I put myself, together again, For one last ride with all my sins, The final flame to light the torch To win the war that wages on Inside of us is hate and lust A demon lays depth within This is the awakening, the awakening Now I’m sitting home all alone, With these bottles and pills And a broken soul, Yeah, I’m living still, but without the will Just without the will

When I was a young boy, still hoping to grow up Not knowing of the burdens, that comes along with being a man I wanted to be the strongest, now I don’t even understand I always wanted to be a fighter, now I am just a writer Expressing his hopes to the world, I wanted to be the savior of all broken and the lost I wanted the to be protector of the weak, at any cost Now if you ask me, do you think they should be save I’d say I don’t care anymore, overcame by the hate They fallen so far into this earth, No matter how strong, you can't pull them back up Physically your trying, mentally you’re dying Only god can save his w

as the bullet shruck my chest my life flashed by with emptiness and disgrace now im on the floor in pain i just took a bullet and whats the sake she doesnt even love me i already knew  we never felt the same i refuse to open my eyes, and be blinded by this place i guess im just stupid and lonely being a hero is the only way they would love me love me, i just needed soome one to hold me only thing i ever found was hate this world is filled with hyppocrits and i have been misplace bleeding for love was my only mistake

The rain is of the color silver Cold and alone it makes me shiver Makes me wonder, Where will I go, where does my soul roam Will I find a place to call my home Where does my path leadeth I thought of this hurting, As my heart bleedeth, and breaking The blood floweth forward, As my heart is aching A color of mystery, A color of crimson red, It shines in the nights, Showing nothing but my pain But still i sit in the silver rain

Waking up every morning, dreaming of  tomorrow, but i'm still thinking of the pain of yesterday, but slowly my heart decays i don't know what i want, i don't know what i need, so here i am, i'm on my knees the days goes by my cries are left unanswered now i realize that i'm alone, and no one wants to help a broken soul, i'm one a one way journey to hell, i have nothing to loose so why not take it, i don't have to make it, anything is better than being alone, i have searched and love can't be found, so this path has made me, and i am in the making of hatred

i don't know what i am but i know that i'm not a normal man is my soul gone or is it just cold but the stupid things i do, has left me here alone i try so hard to be what she wants me to be but i just can't see the light that she sees in me im on the wrong with my sins the devil is the driver of this one way train only emotion left for me is agony and the pain that i feel am i just running away from love or did destiny and devil made it this way if there was anything i could to change to my life, rearrange, just for her sake but its not that easy going through those nights alone waking up with out her there to hold each

   As the stars slip through the skies           On a dark night    Look at the light... as it dies       Hatred is shining bright  Fighting the hunger, fighting the war      Lilies die as the roses rise    Crimson red of the freshly dead           No longer, No MORE         Hatred is at its core Hope withers away, as darkness fulfills the day     Band of brothers, we're here to stay       sick of the agony, sick of the pain           this is why i'm insane              igniting the fire              Lighting the flame          But who is the one to Blame !!!!

With love and passion of krypton blue Loves burn bright And will always be true Even on the darkest night Just look towards the slightest light Even though love is hidden in sight Beware its powers, passion,s might Thee maybe garbed in plight (Broken thy heart is bound) ... Listen for love, even the slightest sound

Let's draw a picture, With a beautiful twist. It starts on my thigh, And ends on my wrist. My eyes give me away, Though there's a smile on my lips. I want my bones to protrude, Especially on my hips. It's an everyday battle, Until finally you disappear, Because you screamed your lungs out, But nobody wanted to hear. Cry yourself to sleep, Another sleepless night, Trapped in my own fucking mind. I've been told that dreams, Can come true. But they forgot to mention, That nightmares are dreams too. So when will I wake up from mine, Because I'm in a race against time.

I sit here in this rain,                                            Waiting, Thinking of you. But no matter how long I wait on this bench,                                                                                       For you, You will never meet me here. I’ve got on my best dress, my cane, Even that old bowler hat you always liked, And I wait at the bench where we first met. But you will never meet me here again. I lean on my cane in front of me, Thinking of you,                               Always you, With a fresh cut rose, As red as love, Or blood.                     Your favorite. I can’t help but pray for y

I walk in shadows       And YOU will never truly see me                                            I wear my masks                                                 

Can't you hear my plea? I'm caged up, And need to be set free. I call for you, But you don't come. What do I need to do? Fall on my knees and bleed. Can't you see I'm hurt enough, And all I need is help. I call for you! I scream for you! But you don't come to my rescue... What will it take? To see me dead! Will you notice then? The pain I felt, How lost I was! Will you notice all my injuries... The cuts and bruises. What about the suicide attempts? Will you count how many there were? Or will you stand there, And say what a beautiful girl she was, When all you did was bully me...

I told you to stay away from me, That I wanted no part of you anymore. But you sticked by my side, And told me that you loved me. You wanted to know why we fell out, Why my feelings for you had abruptly vanished, But I didn't know how to tell you. I kept stalling telling you lies, Saying "I never loved you..." But it was just a lie. I thought the longer I kept you waiting, Maybe my love would come back. Just maybe I could love you the way you love me. But you started talking, Making me see the truth of how I broke you. The words slipped out of my mouth, "I loved you, but my love for you vanished. I don't know why but th

As he drew, His pencil slipped, Leaving an undesired mark upon his canvas. Erasing leaves shadows, And the mark he left was far too heavy. He began to think to himself. Something familiar was there, Something he simply could not shake. He had seen this before, He had seen it and forgotten. This particular memory was destined to be lost forever, Forever lost in the depths of his mind. He then started to think deeper. How many "mistakes" were thrown away? There was something quite incredible here, And he was seconds from tossing it aside forever. Fate had given him another chance To reclaim this gem that had been tossed careles

What do I have, If not my words What do I have, If not my heart What can I offer, If not my soul What can I give, If not my life What have I ever had, That was worth that price What I have, Is not enough It does not balance the scales It does not match like the sun and moon do It is not worthy of anything compared It doesn't bring a smile It is not memorable in the least It can only bring a sorrowful tear A single tear to dry and forget What do I have, If not my tears What can I give, If not my own blood What can I offer, That will be enough If not my song And vanishing Shadow Then what I have left Must be better Than Nothing~

The gates to heaven, oh so delicately lined with gold. Sprinkled with all the fine words of langauges both known and long lost. Bound to stand here on the day of my judgement. Having lived in both this world and the one of mortal. I was born with a divine soul, people would tell me. My soul was ages old. I was bound to my final human vessel. My last journey. I had lived in eras of peace, destruction, terror, and beauty. I had been rich, poor, talented, forgotten, abused, and faithful. I was told my soul had struggled. I had paid my dues. so bound to stand here on my day of judgement, I hold my head high.