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Mom can't eat

baby might die

dad's on the run again

but that cool, he's high.



Sister took a beating

from the man of her dreams

no one lifted a hand

though they could hear her screams.



Brother's in jail

once again for drugs

when dad's asked about it

he walks away and shrugs.



Mom's gone now

something to do with her heart

couldn't be it was broken

from a family torn apart.

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Ransom

I am lost, Have been captured

Taken to thine hellish place

Stripped of though, of freewill

Left, With desolate mind

What is it that you seek from me

What possessions do you need

What is is, What shall the ransom be?

Life

I am lost, Have become abiotic

Stranded in my state of death

Swiftly, Slowly, Deprived of myself

No reality to existance anymore

What is it, Youve taken all from me

What possessions do you not have

What is it, What shall the ransom be?

Hope

I am lost, Not to be returned

Imprisoned by my weak mind

No true self left undestroyed

Can not escape from this mighty grasp

What is it, I have nothing left for you

What possessions? You have everything

There is nothing..... What can the ransom be?

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What Evil?

The pain

It grows

Deep in my stomic

It hurts

It's evil

And growing still

Still tearing

Trying to escape

my pain, it in itself

Is afraid

Afraid of what

What in my soul could be so evil

Evil enough to to scare my pain

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Sanity

Why must we live on

Why must we survive

Why must we have sanity

Rather have insanity

Sanity forces us to realize

Sanity makes us how we are

I dont need sanity, It is a curse

Insanity is the way to freedom

Insanity lets us live to deny

I am at the brink of sanity

And I dont want to be sane anymore

I need insanity to go on

I need insanity to live with myself

And I need to be sane to realize

That I am at the brink of reality

And reality is the source of my pain

Why must my sanity include reality

Why should I give in to sanity

Let myself be insane

Please just give me insanity

So I can stop the pain

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Gone



what the fuck is wrong with me

worthless hopless and lonly

why, why the fuck even try

itll never work out

id rather die

and ill be gone

lift the burdon i put on you

lift the burdon i put on me

once im gone you will see

how much better off you are

without me

and ill be gone

who will give a shit

when i am gone

who will even notice

that i am gone

damn, i wish i were gone

gets so real too hard to hide

behind a mask of happiness

no happiness anymore

just worthlessness

it will all be happy

when i am gone

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Noose Around My Neck



why is it so hard to hide it?

why is it so hard to end it?

why is it so hard to find someone that gives a shit?

why is it so hard to do it?

why is it so hard to just take a few more pills?

why is it so hard to just take the knife to my wrist?

why is it so hard to jump off......

with the noose around my neck?

and die

why is it so hard for them to accept me?

why is it so hard for them to understand me?

why is it so hard for them to tell me

to put the noose around my neck?

and die

why cant i do it, why cant i take enough?

why cant i do it, why cant i cut deep enough?

why cant i do it, why cant i just jump off....

with the noose around my neck?

and die

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The Rest

they all want me to be like the rest, but they dont see that i dont want to be

the rest is evil, the rest is normal, the rest hates everything different

they leave you alone, emotionally beaten into a quivering pulp of sadness

you bleed pain and suffering, until you drown in your own depression

gasping for air you give in to it

its die, or be like the rest

the depression controls your mind

the rest controls your life

slash my wrists and bleed to death, but never be like the rest

why? the rest has done this to me

i would become my enemy

and become just like the rest, just like the rest, just a mindless drone to the rest

give myself to the rest?

let myself die in pain?

dont be like the rest

because THAT is when you are really dead

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Lost?

Oh the coldness of that smile

As you hide deep inside and behind

You are aware that I hold the key?

To things that stay in between

Sharpen your gaze for the answer

In this mess there is a master

To temp you all the way

Down the dampened world that I create

A sliver of sight

A whisper from behind

Sounds that heat the lust

And fill the mind

It only takes one turn

And the world is yours

Trusting little creature

What do you say?

Will you come?

Will you stay?

In my world

This is the way

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On My Own

On a cobbled, stone path,

standing wind-struck in bare thought.

Bound by an unseen fist on my shoulders;

The hooks that carve me hollow.

Wings take form and spread my thought-

whispering winds that issue

from the willows I'm perched upon

vicariously.



The wind releases within me

a spirit that soars under to carry me distances

I've never dreamed before.

The black and sordid nature of my flight

Sinks deep into my skin and

I'm permeated with the essence of the night.



The piercing eyes that soar;

my mind's eye.

Gazing crimson and crooked

on the ground into the heart

of every person below

With shadowy intent

in their dreams, stalking quietly

behind their minds.



Listening like a silent killer

as they smile for a lust that grows deep

Living for every moment

that was not theirs to keep,

Poisoning them so that

I'd know we were different

and I could step away from that

and say I was alive.

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Written 01-01-01
Edited 07-13-2006

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