Alone i feel
In a crowd of peers
A generation that has fallen from the thrown
There eyes judge the world
And their tongs sharp as butcher blades
They know no control
In ignorance or knowledge
They let loose word more damaging then a gun a blade
Which is were the victims seek refuge
The victims who have passed exhaustion
Who have lost their will lost themselves
In a era were there is no escape from eyes of a fallen generation
Only the extraordinary pass through unscathed
The rest have the marks to show a struggle for life
So alone i nurse my cuts and bruises waiting for then next to appear
The Soulless Man
Monday, May 28, 2012
Fear of light
The chill of dark
A despair that threatens to consume
A night darker then a blind mans sight
in this world i wonder
In this world i know how to survive to fight and live
In a world of warmth
Emotion that consumes
Light that shows the world
In this world i cower
In this world it brings me fear the unknown and volunrability
Thus i shun the hand
The hand which reaches to bring me
Bring me to a world i fear
A despair that threatens to consume
A night darker then a blind mans sight
in this world i wonder
In this world i know how to survive to fight and live
In a world of warmth
Emotion that consumes
Light that shows the world
In this world i cower
In this world it brings me fear the unknown and volunrability
Thus i shun the hand
The hand which reaches to bring me
Bring me to a world i fear
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Silence
My heart it beats
In the longing silence
My voice it rises
It yells to clear the silence
To whisk it away
To allow the slightest emotion through
But as I sit alone
Waiting for someone to hear my voice
To break the silence
To see my emotions
The silence it engulfs the sound
Whisking it away
To places unheard
Sending it to be lost in time
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Sex of today's society
Sex is a beautiful thing between a husband and wife, a man and women, to create life. But the way we use it now is disgusting. It should be saved for marriage when you’re ready. There used to be laws that prohibited sex before marriage. It shows you just how far we have come. Now days we sleep around like it is nothing. Teens are getting pregnant left and right unprepared for the responsibility that is thrust on them. It doesn’t just cause problems for teens. Sex is also a problematic situation that affects every one of every age. Early age sex is a leading cause of divorce. Having had sex with different people you know what it is like which can lead you to being bored with your partner.
So many people seek out this little pleasure of life forsaking the pleasure and happiness that could have been theirs. You cannot receive the greatest things in life without first giving up sacrifices that strain at you. For just waiting for the right time, place, and person you would be able to have a world of happiness. Sex destroys so much in our world with its temptation, with its feeling. Families go up in smoke, same with careers, reputations, and even people’s lives are taken because of sex. Innocent children are ripped from there families they are brought into a world that isn’t ready to take care of them only because people don’t have the mentality and decency to wait for the right to come along.
To me, sex is one of the most sacred things that we possess in this world. It is more sacred then a glass of water to a man dying of thirst. I may be wrong to say this, but I put it up on a pedestal that stands next to god. Sex is a thing that gives life, it creates the most beautiful and pure creatures that can’t be created any other way. But as it is a beautiful and pure thing used the wrong way, it becomes the most twisted and blacker then black evil that threatens our existence. Sex has destroyed so many things that we have held dear in our lives, it has the power to destroy entire nations. Do you think the prince of Troy wanted Helena because she was intelligent or witty? No, it says in the history books it was because she was the most beautiful women that lived. Tales of her beauty were abundant in the land.
Sex is also a very emotional and very physical thing. Physical emotion is the most true and pure thing that we as a species can use to communicate. A hug, a kiss, a stroke of the hair is all very emotional as well as a fist to the face or a knee to the groin. This is why I have grown to be very awkward in our society that is such a physical one. I do not show my emotions to just anyone, it requires a great deal for me to express even a trickle of true emotion. So when I think of people having sex willy-nilly, I wonder how they can do it, how they can share their emotions with complete strangers. Sex is the ultimate physical and emotional contact one can have with another human. You should only be able to show this raw emotion and give yourself completely to another that you trust and feel comfortable with. Don’t waste it with a random person that you have never met. Also don’t waste it with a relationship that you don’t truly know is going to last. Wait for your marriage; wait for the one you know truly gets you, who truly understands you for all you are.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
The broken station
Hello Hello can you hear me
Anyone anyone can you hear me
Ah good it’s fixed
Alright now stupid
Now wack yourself upside the head
And start listening
This is your common sense speaking
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
The music of my soul
A sound I beat in my soul
A music that only the gifted hear
A music that they call their own
A music that brings fourth joy to a soul
A music only for one
A music that all but none wish for
A sound beats in my soul
The music I hear
The music you hear
This music I hear but you don’t
I play with it
I mold it
Shaping it to my tune
A tune none will here but those with the ears
Ears that hear music unlike you
A music that I make sing for you
A music you will never hear
For the music I draw out of this instrument
The notes are unlike any you’ve experienced
A music that you can see
The music of my soul
So I ask can you hear them
My notes I play
The ones only I will hear
The ones that give you this page
Do you hear my soul
Let me ask you again can you hear the music
The music of these words
The beat the rhythm the lyrics the dance
Can you hear what I can hear
Can you see what I see
Now let me tell you something
A thing you did not experience
You are wrong you cannot hear it
Even with the belief you so strongly cling to
There is not a soul who believes that they can’t achieve
So I will tell you you are wrong
This music is myn and myn alone
You will never be able to hear it
The beat the rhythm the lyrics the dance it plays
For your imitation you hear and see is not the music I play
You don’t have ears that can hear what I hear
Like you don’t have eyes of a blind
So how can you see what he sees
Can you hear it the music that you will never see
For this is myn not yours how dare you believe you hear what you cannot
The music that comes with in
Now leave leave i tell you
Go forth and find the music which you only you can see
A music that I will never know
Go forth
Find the music
The music only for you
For this foolish one
This is myn and not yours
Leave I wish to finish this song in peace
But I have one last thing to say
Can you hear it the music my instrument plays
The music you will never hear
The sound of my soul
Can you hear it
Can you see it
The music I call my own
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
The world for me
I search for a world
A place to call mine
A place of experiences just for me
Containing Emotions for only me
A place unable to contain my ambitions
A place hidden from all but me
This selfish desire plagues me
A disease wished to be ridden of
Why must I have a place for me
When I want the world for the ones I care
Why am I alone in a place longing for companions
Why must I be filled with regret at others achievements
Longing them to be mine
A disease to be rid of curls in my heart
A world for me
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