Cherry Waves

A sea of waves
We hug the same plank
Just as I rehearsed over an hour break

The waves suck you in, and you drown

If you'd just stay down with me
I'll swim down with you, you

You hang anchors over my neck
I liked it at first
But the more you laugh - crazy

The waves suck you in, and you drown

If you'd just stay down with me
I'll swim way down with you

Is that what you want?
With you
Is that what you want?

If you'd just stay down with me
I'll swim down with you, you

Is that what you want?
With you
Is that what you want?

With You, You

Accident

First she gave me the wound by accident, then the tourniquet she tied wound by accident.

Your friend may want to start running. I gave his scent to the hounds by accident.

Balloons on the mailbox, ambulance in the driveway, bobbing for apples I drowned by accident.

Did someone tell the devil we were building Eden? Or did he slither on the grounds by accident?

I said some crazy things, but I swear officer, I burned her place down by accident.

Only surfaces interest me. What Depths I sound, I sound by accident

NAME THE CHARACTER!!! (Week 1)

Well I've decided to come up with my new gameshow, so every week I'll try and remember and throw on a new a character from video game history. SO LETS PLAY!!!

WHO IS THIS CHARACTER!?

CHIEF!!!

I don't want it.
I need it.

THE HELL!?

Dux

Walk from your pilgrimage
Follow closely till your doom
Dream for another chance
Like I've done

Take each moment for granted
Then realize, suddenly
Time has no regrets
Only more choices
Blindly I
Walk the blooded path

Crazed on all things
So profound...
But I found you
Along the way...

Taken the breath out of me

You grasped me by my hand
Lead me to another place called
Dux

Blessed by the many people
I transpose
Into...Into...Into
A God

Only to realize I'm just another one strayed from the path of evil, brought only to a deeper and more conceited evil. Virtrous be the way for myself, I didn't even have to be crucified...or challenge any other being!

But I
Find myself stuck
Only to realize
Simple man was made
For these kind of interactions

Transpose, Transpose, Transpose

Falter, Muster, Gather.....

Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want!

Give me my judgement!

Hole In The Earth

There's A Hole In The Earth...

I'm Out....

Daily Lesson

Iciion
Iciioooooon

Iciion

Decide on...

Oh get this....Mountain Dew in Dakota is "Ichige Chu!"

So whenever you sneeze just exclaim..."ICHAIGE CHU (e cha ghe CHU)

SEND THIS TO 49979237929327923792927236940027307101073 PEOPLE OR YOU WILL DIE!!!

BOOYAKAH!

SNAKE!!!!!!

"Test subject number 3 and 5's vitals are normal, the other 6 subjects are deceased."

"Remove the wastes, and get a blood sample from 3 and 5."

"Yes doctor right away."

Dr.Geltman switched off his intercom. He leaned back in his chair. Hands behind his head, he sighed. The government agency known as FOXHOUND was paying him and his genetic research team to extract the genetic remains of a soldier named "Big Boss." Geltman stood from his chair and looked at his team, going from place to place with gadgets in hand. Geltman approached his desk. His hand pushed the intercom button in.

"Bring me the specimens."

"Yes sir."

Geltman didn't know the significance of this soldier. Nor did he care. Geltman and his crew were the most advanced genetic research team in the world. A knock at his office door jerked his head from his memo on his desk labeled "CONFIDENTIAL"

"Sir..."

The lab assitant presented the infants. They looked identical. Geltman had been the first man in the world to create twins. Genetic twins.

"Les Enfant Terribles..."

Geltman looked upon his subjects. He was empowered with intense joy. He picked up the phone on his desk and hit a single button.

"Mr. President...they are ready."

Jux

Take your sentimental time
Just relax think straight
Hope that you're alright and well
Cause I know the problem
The only reason we fight & scream
The last thing we need is regret

While I
Try to
Tell you why

Things knee deep
The alarm clicks on
Hide from the deafing sound
Bring back that old sense
Sense of compassion

While I
Try to
Tell you why

Now I know why
Its finally my time
Snicker and fade away
Twist your face

While I
Try to
Tell you why

Show me that you can do it
Show me you can just go
Show me that you care

Anal Ravity (A Note To Draggier)

Shove it
Feel it
Love it

Something has gotta change...

Gossiping widening...
Thrusting..
Its okay relax

Time for a new
Method that we can all hear and see
I need it
I want it
Deep inside it hurts
I hurt

Til your ass is blue
And bleeding
Thats the price of gossip fucking
(bring..some..wate..)

Maybe some other day
There will be another subtlety
But now we all know what we love
At first we're curious then
We realize this is hurt but as time
Spreads with more and more
Rumormongers fuck us until simply there is
Only the truth and pain
Left to be viewed

Is there anything..

You'll feel deep down inside that
Nothing can change the fact I'm just
Another gossip fuck lying on the road with
Vomit streaming down my face and a smile on my face.

Tile Conferences

I open the door and walk in. The light flickers on and off. Smell of piss & shit rampant. There's no getting around it. Stand along side the wall and think to yourself. The sublties of the day. Oh how great they can be.

....of extreme loudness and uber crazy loud remarks. Smart arrogancies throughout the day. What's this? Car crash in the lot..haha losers. Suddenly striking......

"Give me that..."

"What are you the weiner police!?"

He takes my book. Throws it down and splits it into two. I run away.

(Flap back to reality)

I'm leaning now against the tiles. They are just like everyone else, cold and squarish, never taking the risk yet playing the ass hole game. I lean away from the tiles and exit out the door. I walk down the hallways into the next room. "It's like a game of rock, paper, scissors." How funny. An english class discussing politics and the balance between the 3 branches. Oh goody. "SHUT UP!" The teacher hands out the tests and there goes another student out the door with utter confusion.


Like I woke up in wonderland, black holes all over the praries.
Simlar to forgetting...
Can anyone show me where to go?
"Hey do you know...shit."
The only one to know.
The only one to sew.
C'mon now, expand and arise.

Walk through the halls once again.
Turn the dial over and over.
Get the shit and go.
Who woulda thought....

Here is

Here is your home
My thoughts are my own
Look through the ash
Make your path
Go your own way
Take your wishes
And find another place to dwell

Lend me no help
Gotta go (x2)
Gotta roll (x2)
Let's Go!!!!

Make your way home
Go alone
Its the only place you know
Muster the smarts
Defy what we know

Time to Go!!!

Gotta find that space
That space

Memories creep on your skin
Lock you within
The greatest prison
That you made with your own decision

But now....

Lend me no help
Gotta go (x2)
Gotta roll (x2)
Let's Go!!!!

Make your way home
Go alone
Its the only place you know
Muster the smarts
Defy what we know

Time To Go!!!!!!!!

...?

More you want?
I've given you all I have
The only thing you left me was my soul
And let me tell you
You sure as hell left it lonely and beaten
The wounds are just now healing
The marks are visible
I know you can see them
With your deadly vision
You've taken my style
You've taken my senses
All but my soul
Yet you want more...

My body aches for something new
Pains in my side
Demented thoughts in my head
Where'd these come from?
Did you leave these here when you had my style?
Here take your shit and go
Let me lay here
The last thing I need is a relapse
Oh wait I already know the first steps
...Drink plenty of fluids
Get rest
Stay inside....

You have nothing now?
No reply?
Why the silence?
....?

Sanctum

Puddles on the cold floor
The fluorescent lighting illumanting
Smells from the sewer linger
My hands tremble
The washing machine turns & churns
Fluids fill up the hole in the floor
My home
No matter the struggle outside
I always find the cold, to be pure
To fill me up
Lonely, yet not
Scared, yet proud
Thinking, yet staring
Staring into the cracks in the walls
Wonder if they'll ever shatter
And crush me from under them

(Fade out....)

"This place, it just feels different."

"Who really cares..."

"I know, I just want to feel like I'm at home again"

"Look at it like this, what did you have from the old home?"

"I had.....my room"

"You still do, just now you're in a new place"

"Yeah you're right, I just wanna.....feel...you know what I'm sayin..."

"Well Cochise, you do that on your time; I'm here just for a little bit"

(Smile)

"Well my time is up, a new beginning is waiting here for you, go on and keep it up, you'll be suprised with what you find."

"Maybe its just my own mind playing tricks with me..."

"Oh no, never, your mind is aware of what its doing, subconcisouly that is, but in your conscious state, you're a wreck, go with the flow, but have fun."

"...I will"

The world seems like a blur when bewilderment strikes you in your dreams.

Through the door
I go
Do I see my end?
Do I see a new beginning?
Either way
I'm prepared
For too long
I've been like this
I felt a little bit like me the other day
Although
Fear is death, living death
Overconfidence = arrogance
So where is the line?
But, I have to say
Is there anyway back once that line is crossed

15 Years

For fifteen years I was quiet
Held back
Seen as a mute
Locked in by the very ones I loved
Until
A new person entered into my life
He changed the way those I cherished
Swayed my god against me
Such a damn child
How long is the question
How long can I stay quiet?
Will the pain be quick?

Zero Hour
15 years of rage
15 years of tears
15 years of deception
15 years of an abused mind
Explode at once
Punching the walls
Ripping apart my memories
I closed the door
And closed the shutters
Took a seat on the floor
And layed their and prayed
That one day "I'll be back"
...Pain...

One year later
It seems like I'm coming back
Opening the door slightly
Just to see whats outside my door
Its too bright
My eyes have become used to seeing darkness
Finding my way
Numb
Just like a credit card company they come at me
Wanting me to sign up with them; I accept without looking in my own wallet
Seems like I'm not quite yet ready to pay
But why does it hurt so?
Shaken by minor things
Renown for my abilites
Becoming I
Events outsides the home, now overtaking me
Social Butterfly, exactly what I've become
From dead maggot to beautiful butterfly
To good to be true
Just like any credit card deal
My wings (Mind)
Ripped apart and left in the open plains
Quivering from the pain
I can't even close the door

......
Winds blow
My remains lay in defeat
I accept
I become part of the earth
Once again
Acceptance
What a bitch to agree with
Where am I now?
Do I even know?
These lights
Smells new and unknown
Intresting
Distance is now my best friend
I realize the puzzle before me
Combined with elements of moral understanding
I walk this path before me now
Rebuilding as I make my way
Through this maze I find

Memories
Old intrests
Warmth
Light

I come into view of the door to this labryinth
I grasp the door handle
Electricty inside my body; fluxuates
The tumblers fall to my grip on the door handle
As I twist; memories far & distant return
Reinventing the way I think
I open the door to find
A new shade
Darkness & Light linger in equilibrium

Through torment & agony
Through deception & lies
Through myself

I say "I'm back."

EWAH!!!! (I^)

We're gonna go and overcome!!!
EWAH!!!!!
Fight the non-veraicoius ones!!!
EWAH!!!!
EYAAAAH!!!
Feed ourselves this pleasurable feeling!!!
EYAH!!!!

Or are we to fall?
EWAH!!!

(Thats the warrior spirit!!!)

Claim the King's Throne!!
EWAH!!!
Sit and stare upon the peasants, feel their own individualism dwindle away under his control. Changing their personal appearances to please the King. I see this King, most believe and trust this King with our lives. He fills people with dreams & hopes as long as you surrender your finances & personal ambitions. The King sucks all of them dry, leeching if you will. I alone, will chase away this leech with my poisonus smoke. My inner-self will kill this King. I'll be the one to sneak up and strike him in the back. He will fall.

I now find out there are more like I, wanting to chase this King out. Destroy him and all of his power. Take back what we had, before he came to power. Some question how he came to be. Simple. He needs to find the key to popularity....which is conformity. He amends to all the ways of the masses and thats when it happens. When he steals your tea & biscuits. When all of the people under this King; need something more. They need dreams, not false-draining hopes. Through dreams they will find their once lost ambitions. Which will be the fuel for bringing individualism back into the shells of these people; which then they will be able to breathe how they want. Look how they want, pay the toll if they please. That is the world we need. The world that can be restored.

A Scream Only To Become A Whisper

Tiny splinters are in your soul (and they remain there)
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Darkest life in the deepest hole (you sit and pray there)
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All the deals from the things you've done (you wouldn't ever work for)
What you thought was so much fun (you have to pay for)

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