Behind The Veil Of Deception

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Volume Three

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Behind The Veil Of Deception

Standing alone in the rain.
This life becomes a testimony to all the pain,
how much you can take, before you break.

Ghosts whispering in your head, they all scream your name.
The violence buried in your heart, wishing you were dead.
As the quicksand of lies, snares your mind
War in the name of peace, until everything dies.
Strap on your halo one more time,
guide me to the field, as I am running out of time.

Waking up another day, the same drums beating
I am tired, lost in an endless cycle.
Caged in a cruel reality, the irony of life
a wasted potential, drowning in vice.

And another bomb drops on the crippled,
Zombies; the death toll just tripled.
The empire of lies needs to be toppled
brain dead, spoon fed, lies saturate your head.

Beware the lady in white, came to take you towards the light
Ignore the distractions, that feed your obsessions
kill everything you love, then pray to your god above.
Hypocrisy it's in our blood.

There is a war for your mind,
conquest to leave your humanity behind
sheep lead to slaughter, should you even be bothered.
A prisoner to your own home,
the stunning realization, to the illusion, you are alone.

Hate has destroyed so much beauty,
In life that it can become hard to see
past your own pain and suffering.
Noble deeds, and good intentions
paves the road to mans worst inventions

Hate has destroyed so much beauty,
In this illusion of freedom and safety.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I will use this new poem to write some current events... Recently I've been struck with some sever writers block and havent been able to produce anything publish worthy. So I've sorta just been lurking in the shadows and doing a lot of thinking, and I've been coming to the same empass for awhile now and that is I've been thinking of taking a long break from my writing and trying to focus on another path of creativity... I still plan on finishing my current books in progress, but anything else like new books I think this is where I put my finishing touches on all of my masterpieces...

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allets's picture

Masterpieces

Oh how wonderful your writing is, so much so that I may give up writing never being able to even approximate the greatness of your masterpieces - Please find other outlet for your creativity. The world waits - Lady A


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wow had no idea my writing

wow had no idea my writing has moved people in so many wonderful ways! :) but please never stop writing!! I struggle with that whole aspect myself haha and I would love to write music, or compose songs.


"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne