Holy Rite

I’ll bury it beneath a lie

what I’m so desperate to hide:

That this is all there is to life

I can’t wait to finally die.

I’ll write them in the color of light. . .

With that I’ve told my second lie

I’ve prayed many nights for my last goodnight.

Words so bleak, they can’t be right

My truths remain hidden

from eyes of passerby

I refuse to take my life, because it is a Holy Rite.

Priceless in the worthless

I have a broken mind:

I choose to face oblivion

for the sake of reaching salvation

Knowing nothing of religion

wont prevent me from praying with conviction

I Acknowledge the Devil,

and all us sinners,

as just another of God’s creations

I’ll live life to the fullest

by making use of this broken mind

Rebel

Shatter the chain

and lead the Exodus

Fawley and pain

befalls the sycophant

“Honor they brother”

parrots the diplomat

Lead the way

without a word

suffer hell

unperturbed

You’ll know your right

by the light

that comes to life

as supporters

by your side

Lost

A rising tide

like anxious thoughts

pull me in, with emptied lungs

Worry rising, almost drowning

there’s something there

deep below me

The shape of fear

is coming for me

I swim away

in a frenzy

Once I stop

the shore is gone

Now I’m lost

A sea of doubt

And all I see

is fear surround

Melodramatic Romantic

It ended in shattered glass

held tight, blood divine

The taste of you

makes demons fly

lips stained red

marked on flesh

our souls collide

like cosmic lights

all burnt up

our lust unloved

we say goodbye

chest clenched tight

like shattered glass

deep inside

nightmare suicide

I dreamt I had a glass of Death

I drank it fast, but still I live

I jumped off a building’s ledge

I hit the ground, but woke up in bed

I took a gunshot to the head

just to start a new life again

Lost Long Ago

Death Madness Distain

fill my mind all day

They chip away at the vase

where I hoard my sanity away

With just a crack, it all begins to slip away

these words, my tape, my saving grace

they keep the deluge away

I fear one day

I’ll sneak a peak

inside a vase wrapped in tape

and see a hole at the base