Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Oh, Divine Master

So maybe I just wanna slit my wrists and go bed
I wanna hope I never wake up again
So maybe I wanna run with the devil
And take every risk in life
Maybe I wanna piss off god and all his followers
I wanna prove we’re in this alone
Yet
It just fucking sets me off
That there's no one to fall back on
No one to grab on to
There's no one for me
And trust me there's no one for you
So who the hell do we go to
Oh that's right guy in the sky
Guy in the sky that leaves us broken and beaten in the street
Who leaves us vulnerable before we go to sleep
A man who is the most abusive of all
We crawl back like it's nothing at all
I know with every word I speak I'll start a brawl
But let's face it no one is going to save us
As we free fall
Into the deepest pits of hell
That's all we'll ever know
Because we are sinners
And forgiveness is a foreign language
To the world
Forgiveness will not be found
Would you forgive us all?
But you'll find me here
On my knees
Begging for redemption
Doing as all the people around me please
Because no one thinks for themselves anymore
No one lives for themselves anymore
No one is true to anything but conforming anymore
That's all we ever plead for
For people and things we don't even know to accept us
I thought the moral was “never care what others think about you”
So why are we forced into these pews
Why are we forced to believe a book
Why must we make him love us
Why does he decide of we suffer or prosper
My life is none of his damn business
What have we become
It's all we ever wanted
Acceptance from someone "superior"
But truly how many people could possibly be accepted?
So you go ahead run your life around these rules
and you know what?

I’ll sit here drinking all our booze
Cause I don't mind getting fucked up
It's not like I'm the one he'd even choose

What the Hell are We Doing?

It's like I'm back
Reliving

Reborn
I'm mad at the whole damn world and you're no exception
So what are you gonna do
There's no proof that I'm gonna explode
You're gonna run just like I told you
Because we are all alone
We are all suffering
And there's no escape no matter how much you pray
So take my hand
If you dare, hold it and never let go
Grab on if you're not afraid to see some scars
Take me on if you're not afraid to see some blood and open wounds
Cuts and open gashes on my chest
Where my heart keeps on slipping out
Is anyone not afraid to take on the shit that I throw
The anger, spite and steel knives I'll use to cut across your face
Because I will be jealous
I know I'll be your disgrace
I will fight you

Bite you

Need you
Beat you
There's no escape from everything I will do
I'll smash you into the ground because you're the idiot who grabbed my hand
You called it soft and pulled me along
You've dragged me down and made me cry
No one makes these tears fall from my eyes

So in return
I am going to show you how hell feels
I'm gonna show you what it feels like to burn
And you'll scream, plead and suffer

You’ll get on scabbing itching knee’s
It'll hurt to lay down for months
but I'm not letting up
I'm going down and because you played my little game
I'm dragging you along

With me

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Believe in Me

Is there anyone to save me
Tie my hands behind my back to stop me
I can't keep the fire away from my skin
I know some one's out there
Oh, I don't believe that

Is there anyone to save me?
I'm hiding out here below the world
In the fiery pits of Hell
The world keeps turning
As I continue burning
Oh, I don't believe that

Is there anyone to save me?
I've got this devil in my hand
With a click of a finger
I could take the pain away
Maybe, if I wait just one more day
Super man will look my way
Oh, I don't believe that

Is there anyone to save me?
Manipulate me oh please oh please anybody
I am not one to be trusted with a life
Yet in my hand I hold the key
Drop the lock and possibly they'll all be free
I hold the world in the palm of my hand
Oh, I don't believe that

Is there anyone to save me?
From the slashes across my wrists
From the burns upon my legs
The gashes across my chest
The heart that falls out again and again
There's a ledge at the end of my world
I slowly creep to close
The wind playfully tousles my hair
The edge is so inviting
I hold the world in the palm of my hand
As I tumble past the end of the world
But, oh, I don't believe that

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Stuck

I seem to have dropped something
As I entered the door
My heart just sat there
Alone on the floor
I was afraid, because I couldn't get there in time
There were people leaving my world
You took a step in and ran out
In those mere seconds
I happened to take notice
And I lost my soul in your eyes
My heart stuck to the bottom of your shoe
Just a nuisance so hard to shake off
Like a kid I dropped my gum
And you were caught
Now you catch my dropped jaws
Sadly, you are deafened by my fast beating heart
I hope you will forever put up with words eaten by the butterflies
Eyes that tear up each time you walk past
I've been chasing my heart and can't seem to get it back
I'm on my hands and knees, pleading
Let me clean myself from your shoe
But you just look right past me
Even if you said so, I couldn't have walked away
Even if you said no, I couldn't have moved
There's something about that smile and laugh
That are the sweetest melody to my ears
Something about your eyes that hold a chain around my ankle
You just drag me along
And I'm slowing you down
But please don't drop me now
I'm holding the wrapper whenever you're ready
I've got it prepared for you to carry away
I've got it all open, ready to trade our hearts
Please don't let mine fall as foolishly as I did
Thank you for stepping in
Promise me, you'll never walk away

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Think Before You Speak

It's an odd feeling coming back to something you haven't done in so long. Today I want to go on a diatribe, I hope you all would please try to understand. I hope you all take the time to read this because it's something I feel very strongly about. Recently I read the book Night, by Elie Wiesel, and it touched my heart. It's about the holocaust, it's one survivors story and it is truly tragic. The things this man has overcome are tremendous and beautiful. Truly amazing and inspiring. Now my problem lies in the fact that I hear people making jokes about what these people have been through. Am I the only one that understands that if we brush off the past and pay no mind to it then we are sure to repeat it in the future? I am a strong believer in learning from the past, living in the now, but playing for the future. The jokes I hear are sick and disgusting. These people were tortured because of what they look like, and what they believe in. They were taken and slowly killed.Yet no one seems to care anymore. I have friends who are Jewish. I know people who don't look like anyone else. That's almost everyone. We are all different people and should not be harmed because of that. The fact that people are driven to suicide and murdered for being themselves is horrible and unacceptable. No one has the right to pay God and steal a soul. I think everyone should try, please please try, to be more conscious of what you are saying and who you could be hurting. Whatever happened to harmless teasing? It's turned into some game of who can push the most people off the edge.. We used to all be friends and we've become enemies in this war of life. Everyday is a battle, and the bombs are flying. There are no quiet days that are harmful. What have we become to laugh at another's misfortune. Who are we to judge? Who are WE WHO, to say someone deserves pain. And who do we think we are laughing at the people killed, in the Holocaust, everyday on the street, slaves and any other. It's a serious thing that is threatening to repeat itself with the white-supremacy groups. Everyone really please, for me, for them, for all of our sake think before you speak.