New one. Well, Old one. A lot of FF Dissidia references in it.
Light And Darkness:
Roaming the Earth Like a flood
Light rays give birth to fields soaked with blood
My mission's never been more clear
Cast out the darkness and kill all fear
Light and Darkness; a blessed cycle
When one grows strong, to the other you run
until all is said and done
I sit at the edge of radiance and despair
the heavenly struggle over my heart voids my lungs of air
The Cosmos of Love and the Chaos of hate
lead me to seek which is truly great
I was thrown down, down, and farther still down
The saddness and lonliness give me a frown
but Discord was not through with me yet
and all of its malice I can never forget
whilst tumbling into the pits of Hell
no one seemed to hear me yell
as I was thrown into a pitch black cell
to await the toll of the executioner's bell
How tranquility found me
I have yet to tell
But here I stand
In darkness no more to dwell.
Cause of Insanity:
How daft it is to think this way
"He's a little....off"
mockers like to scoff
How I wish they'd go away
Leave me be you wretched leeches
Your insulting me makes me higher than you
But although I say this, you aren't through
it's time to silence your insolent speeches
You have brought me to my knees
you've sewn your seed
while I sit here and bleed
Choking on my transgressions, but no one sees
The voices creeping in my head
Never resting, never asleep
their words so cruel, making me weep
for dark are the words that go unsaid
How daft it is to think this way
"He's a little....off"
mockers like to scoff
How I wish they'd go away
Leave me be you wretched leeches
Your insulting me makes me higher than you
But although I say this, you aren't through
it's time to silence your insolent speeches
You have brought me to my knees
you've sewn your seed
while I sit here and bleed
Choking on my transgressions, but no one sees
The voices creeping in my head
Never resting, never asleep
their words so cruel, making me weep
for dark are the words that go unsaid
Mundus vult decipi -- the world wants to be deceived
Couple more. Anger and Insanity themed. Curious what you think about these.
Blind:
Rage is a miserable curse
Fueling the fires
chasing desires
yet it is in scars that I rehearse
Blinded by the heat of my rage now known
feeling for a way out
watching my fountain of evil spout
and I've hewn an idol of malice from stone
Wrath flows through every vein
coarsing through my soul
violence is my only role
but it only causes me more pain
I need to escape this fate
the madness in my eyes
is made clouded by lies
making me blind by my hate and rage.
Fly High:
With roots of uncertainty
the struggles rage on
Thinking it's all pointless
like chess without a pawn
A power struggle of pi
An irrational war
and no matter how hard I try
My mind is torn at the core
Sanity vacations with clouds
and I've lost all grip with what's real
Mind is warped and in a shroud
And what is fact, I cannot feel
Hope lost in the sky
the world has lost it's grasp
so with insanity I fly
and to fiction I now clasp.
Blind:
Rage is a miserable curse
Fueling the fires
chasing desires
yet it is in scars that I rehearse
Blinded by the heat of my rage now known
feeling for a way out
watching my fountain of evil spout
and I've hewn an idol of malice from stone
Wrath flows through every vein
coarsing through my soul
violence is my only role
but it only causes me more pain
I need to escape this fate
the madness in my eyes
is made clouded by lies
making me blind by my hate and rage.
Fly High:
With roots of uncertainty
the struggles rage on
Thinking it's all pointless
like chess without a pawn
A power struggle of pi
An irrational war
and no matter how hard I try
My mind is torn at the core
Sanity vacations with clouds
and I've lost all grip with what's real
Mind is warped and in a shroud
And what is fact, I cannot feel
Hope lost in the sky
the world has lost it's grasp
so with insanity I fly
and to fiction I now clasp.
Mundus vult decipi -- the world wants to be deceived
Yoshimatsu wrote: Curious what you think about these.I'd Kill For You:
The act of murder is like poetry in motion
But your presence keeps me from drinking this potion
and although I long for this beautiful devotion
my anger is still an enticing emotion.
I need to know this
do you love me, will you stay?
I still feel bliss
but I fear my wrath is in the way...
I've been joyfully running to Hell
it's sure too be where I dwell
but I've been captured by your spell
even though I'm just but a shell
Violence is the way of death
but I'm dying to be true
and now I'll say with my last breath
I love you.
Knife to the Heart:
Friendships are apparantly fleeting
when one can betray you so fast
because it's hard to face cheating
with these scars of my past
You've never failed to be a friend
so I didn't expect an attack
You acted right to the end
then jabbed a knife in my back
For a year and a half we were allies
there for each other, through and through
I should have seen through your guise
and now my sorrow is left to brew
I know who will be next
but it will take a long time
for clearly I've been hexed
with a curse of this crime
I cannot do this again
I will not repeat this
I need it to be different then
I want sincere bliss...
Mundus vult decipi -- the world wants to be deceived
Confessions
They say confessions are good for the soul
so I've got to address
that when things start to roll
I begin to regress
I have confessed many things lately
some good, some bad
but all of them have been felt greatly
and housed every regret ever had
I confess to infatuation with you, my friend
and I wish for this to never end
I want to be with you, but I have scars
they still bleed, putting relationships behind bars
for when you are leaking red you need to refrain
because one in white is sure to stain
I would confess my lies and other impurities
but the list is too great
I've demolished my securities
and all that's left is to wait
They say confessions are good for the soul
so I've got to address
that when things start to roll
I begin to regress
I have confessed many things lately
some good, some bad
but all of them have been felt greatly
and housed every regret ever had
I confess to infatuation with you, my friend
and I wish for this to never end
I want to be with you, but I have scars
they still bleed, putting relationships behind bars
for when you are leaking red you need to refrain
because one in white is sure to stain
I would confess my lies and other impurities
but the list is too great
I've demolished my securities
and all that's left is to wait
Mundus vult decipi -- the world wants to be deceived
Fantastic!
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"Never let your fear decide your fate"
-Aaron Bruno.
Philosopher wrote:It sure is envigorating for deep thinkers such as myself to bask in the opague sunlight of your words, Yoshimatsu, please keep making more! The world needs more philosophers!
So I wrote this..... then came back to this comment..... It's pretty much the opposite of that, lol!
nonsense!:
I'm sort of at a loss for words
because this poem is hard to rhyme...
Bah! Who am I kidding, this poem's for the birds
and I need to hurry, because I'm running out of time
But, it's time to move on, this song is sung
the deed is done, the race is won
and all that's left has been executed...well...hung
so now I'm just staring into the sun
This poem is strange, of that I'm sure
Well, it's for good reason that it's odd
these are my thoughts tonight, unfiltered...pure
I doubt this is even good, and if it is, THANK GOD!
But wait, there's more!
if I get ordered around right now,
I can send my pain right to your door
don't bother asking how
Happiness is drowning me right now
That's so good that it might be bad
but hey, it's happiness, so I'll give it a bow
no sense sitting here being all sad
Joyful noises lifted high
Lost all feeling, will I die?
...Guess not... no time to cry
I've got other things left to try!
I'm not gonna sit here and lie
that would make me a bad guy
and I'm not THAT sly
so it's time to take to the sky
time to fly
with whoever catches my eye
why?
because I don't like to comply
so on that note... GOODBYE!
Mundus vult decipi -- the world wants to be deceived
<3Dead:
Strides among the peaceful dead
a black cat follows close by
It's a perfect place to clear my head
So peaceful... I wonder why...
Here lies the peacefully passed
their names engraved in stone
the strange serenity seems to last
even though I'm not alone
The problems of the world seem to vanish right away
giving me time to clear my mind, to think, and to pray
the stress seems to melt, giving light to the day
If only I could take this peace, contain it in some way
A cold wind flows through the valley
pushing the trees as it goes by
my collective thoughts seem to rally
in this place where the dead peacefully lie
Two small shadows follow my every stride
One of a man, and the other, his pet
In this silent haven, I sit, wait, and bide
until the time comes to leave... when my mind is set.
Strides among the peaceful dead
a black cat follows close by
It's a perfect place to clear my head
So peaceful... I wonder why...
Here lies the peacefully passed
their names engraved in stone
the strange serenity seems to last
even though I'm not alone
The problems of the world seem to vanish right away
giving me time to clear my mind, to think, and to pray
the stress seems to melt, giving light to the day
If only I could take this peace, contain it in some way
A cold wind flows through the valley
pushing the trees as it goes by
my collective thoughts seem to rally
in this place where the dead peacefully lie
Two small shadows follow my every stride
One of a man, and the other, his pet
In this silent haven, I sit, wait, and bide
until the time comes to leave... when my mind is set.
Mundus vult decipi -- the world wants to be deceived
Bleeding Past:
I've been with you for problems like this
you're deep depression, a falling abyss
this is the last time, you need true bliss
Rather than the pain of a razorblade kiss
Reading between the lines, all has been red
the scars of the week are all that need be said
Hide the marks upon your wrist
while I hide mine, made from the fist
this makes us wonder "why do we exist!"
with all this pain, what's the plot twist?
Erase the consistant dread
it's for the problems that we have bled
So we muscle on, to face another day
Wondering to what we will next fall prey
as we tread, the pain leads us astray
Desperately searching for another way
There's an end to the pain, just one last choice
be with each other till the end, then you can rejoice
I've been with you for problems like this
you're deep depression, a falling abyss
this is the last time, you need true bliss
Rather than the pain of a razorblade kiss
Reading between the lines, all has been red
the scars of the week are all that need be said
Hide the marks upon your wrist
while I hide mine, made from the fist
this makes us wonder "why do we exist!"
with all this pain, what's the plot twist?
Erase the consistant dread
it's for the problems that we have bled
So we muscle on, to face another day
Wondering to what we will next fall prey
as we tread, the pain leads us astray
Desperately searching for another way
There's an end to the pain, just one last choice
be with each other till the end, then you can rejoice
Mundus vult decipi -- the world wants to be deceived
Back with an other one. Much...much.... darker.
If you can't handle mental images of blood, SKIP THIS ONE
Red Tide:
The Tide is rising again today,
Not a tide of water, but a current of blood
This red tide is my only solace... my escape... my way
To make it to tomorrow, there must be a flood
Cascading down my arms, this crimson waterfall of my mistakes
each opening a memory, every cut a crime
and with the pain, my whole body quakes
while I try to disobey Father Time
Leaving bruises like lakes of stagnant red tide
the hue of my soul shines through my pale skin
Multitudes of scars aren't all I hide
For beneath my smiling demeanor hides a deep valley of sin
So never forget what little good I've done
though you could probably count it on one hand
I'm a screw up, I fail at everything I do, so now I run...
...run away to bury my head in the sand
The kiss of death seems like the perfect escape
Since no kiss from Earth will arrive
Because mistakes and beliefs give love a distorted shape
making me wish to no longer be alive...
If you can't handle mental images of blood, SKIP THIS ONE
Red Tide:
The Tide is rising again today,
Not a tide of water, but a current of blood
This red tide is my only solace... my escape... my way
To make it to tomorrow, there must be a flood
Cascading down my arms, this crimson waterfall of my mistakes
each opening a memory, every cut a crime
and with the pain, my whole body quakes
while I try to disobey Father Time
Leaving bruises like lakes of stagnant red tide
the hue of my soul shines through my pale skin
Multitudes of scars aren't all I hide
For beneath my smiling demeanor hides a deep valley of sin
So never forget what little good I've done
though you could probably count it on one hand
I'm a screw up, I fail at everything I do, so now I run...
...run away to bury my head in the sand
The kiss of death seems like the perfect escape
Since no kiss from Earth will arrive
Because mistakes and beliefs give love a distorted shape
making me wish to no longer be alive...
Mundus vult decipi -- the world wants to be deceived
Okay, it's been a while, so I figured I'd post another...... Whipped this up in 5 minutes:
Paper Cut:
Decks of fifty two,
cut the cards
maybe more
did a trick like you
take my regards
while my pain drips to the floor
Feeling good, nevermore
Gouge my heart
Leave a scar
My mind throbs and my body is sore
pain pierces like a dart
while I'm running so far
Decks of cards are my release
Occupy my mind
Hands off the blades
Until my pain will cease
these thoughts strangle and bind
making me watch as blood cascades
I regret not seeking friends
ones who are there
to help in this mess
I don't know where this ends
but it started with an unanswered prayer
I feel like a pawn in a game of chess
As my mind sinks lower
lower and lower still
I wonder even how it started
and as my breathing grows slower
I feel a chill
thinking of how I've parted
Paper Cut:
Decks of fifty two,
cut the cards
maybe more
did a trick like you
take my regards
while my pain drips to the floor
Feeling good, nevermore
Gouge my heart
Leave a scar
My mind throbs and my body is sore
pain pierces like a dart
while I'm running so far
Decks of cards are my release
Occupy my mind
Hands off the blades
Until my pain will cease
these thoughts strangle and bind
making me watch as blood cascades
I regret not seeking friends
ones who are there
to help in this mess
I don't know where this ends
but it started with an unanswered prayer
I feel like a pawn in a game of chess
As my mind sinks lower
lower and lower still
I wonder even how it started
and as my breathing grows slower
I feel a chill
thinking of how I've parted
Mundus vult decipi -- the world wants to be deceived