"Mental Illness"
Current mood: selective
Category: Writing and Poetry

Kill these voices inside of me.
I don't want these things in me.
Why they tell me that I'm happy...
What is wrong with me?

Nothing wrong with nothing right.
There is no need to hide, they say.
I'm still in harm when I'm happy...
So, I'm glad when I'm just sad.

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fixed some crazy shit on my page

Could you imagine what would happen if people actually read this shit?

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"To Pray"
Category: Writing and Poetry

Too tired in the occilations,
The textures of everything created.

Scroll of the symbolic everything,
In the center of your mind.

The origin of the meanings,
Red lights stopping the memories as they go by.

Contructed to make man anew,
Steel of the parts of me.

Reveal the beginning of what's to be.
You convey the words to thee.

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NEW SONG UP
Category: Music

Got tired of old songs on page and decided to post another one and delete the shitty ones for good. Song is currently processing.

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"In the Cards"
Current mood: artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry

(I wrote this poem using tarot cards for inspiration.....Queen of pentacles, 6 of Wands, 5 of Pentacles, 9 of Swords, Rev. 2 of Pentacles, Rev. Page of Pentacles....)

Nurturing and down-to-Earth,
To keep faith in others.
The depth of feeling gives triumph.
Fantastic news, this pride from diplomacy.

Though the lion's not around...
Through hard times and rejection,
Redundancy states of the areas not explored.

Affections, the acceptations of deceptions.
The premonitions and dreams are overcome--
By doing practically nothing at all.

Disguised warnings are discounted,
And over-indulgence is serene elation.
Sense-less humor of a self-important nature--
Wields the world's power in this hour.

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"A Poem for the Queen"
Category: Writing and Poetry

A vampire told me to read into you.
You read into me, so I see right through too.
As long as you just talk to me,
I can drink your blood longingly.
Lustfully, think of your life-force as drained.

Broken palace with shards of glass,
Reflecting all the harm that has past.
There is so much plasma is this world.
I cannot stand to see it go to waste.
This is my place and my fate is unfurled.

My face does not reflect in this crystal ball.
I am too, a true vampire at heart--
Bitten with the fangs at the behovely start.
Romance and fear are solely--
What the queen of the night will teach.

This night is my page to reach,
Training throughout the farce.
Forced feelings in the day, to me, are lost.
Fresh blood for the slaughter--
Spills out the night as the sun's true daughter.

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"Now, what does he mean by that?"
Current mood: mischievous
Category: Writing and Poetry

I've told you not to dream with me.
So you beg for my dismay. 
I just don't want a lion's pride--
To take my place inside my mind.

I do not need you to like me.
A friend is not offended--
By the thoughts suspended--
In the air, of not to care to be.

Can't you just see what I mean?
I explained it in a thousand ways,
And I'll explain a thousand more.
But only once I'll tell you the true score.

Here's what's going on so far...
Both good and evil losing.
Something else is winning.
I just keep on sinning.

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"Tide of Faith"
Category: Writing and Poetry

I sail on the sea,
Savoring the sensual air.
Salivating on the sky,
The angels see me and ask why.

Floating on the water,
Waiting wore thin with fodder.
This fleeting food and harmony,
Faulty to a tee.

Drought on land,
The moon imbibes--
The tides.
It lets me understand the lies.

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"The Murky Guard Leads"
Category: Writing and Poetry

You're wrong not since your faith is true.
Religiousness is taught.
My bailing brain is failing.
And sloth is such a sin or not.
Wrought, I read this bible.

Seven deadly sins.
I broke them all in a single night.
But to God, this is a simple fight.
Heaven may just not exist.
Hell might not be true.

But be the best that you can be...
The army of man please take a stand--
And simply don't believe.
To the sea we go,
As the murky guard leads.

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"My Truth"
Current mood: forgotten
Category: Writing and Poetry