In this, Life

Volume Two


In This, Life”



In this, the carnival of souls

we chase the lost dreams of failed goals

give me one shot, just a single chance

and I will be gone in a single glance

In this, the circus of sin

we have everything with nothing to believe in



To explore the universe, surf the cosmos

looking within for the answers to this show

gaze upon a star and know the secrets of the lost

forgotten through a whisper all fables get sought



Here I still stand, broken but the heavens I still command

I am here, I am still breathing, as I am still alive

I will go kicking and screaming to survive

surrounded by the chaos of it all, walking this ghostly hall

haunted by the memories and what it all means

It feels like we are running in circles, chasing the lost dreams.

Beat an angel down and tear off it's wings

yet in the silent night, it's spirit still sings.



The strangest dance of them all

is to run and run till you hit the wall

or to become lost within their maze, lost within a haze

seduced by a lie, hypnotized until you die.



Tomorrow will come at a price I will eventually pay

to turn a sigh into a smile, as I face another beautiful day

to see the sand within the hour glass

when time seems finite why worry about the past.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

'From Psycho- Confessions'

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Think of me

When the rain pours down, on an empty street.
When the sky is grey.
When you're sitting there, watching from your seat.
On that cold dark day.
Think of me. mmmmmm. Think of me.

Those tears of hurt, running down your cheek.
Diamonds from your heart.
Dry your eyes, boy you know I'm here.
Never far apart.

Just think of me, think of me,
You know I'll always be there,
Just think of me, think of me,
(I'm) Not far away I swear,
Just think of me, remember me, Find the rainbow within.
See that sunny day,
Those funny ways,
The games we played.
Don't be afraid.
Just, think of me.

All the years spent together.
The memories we've shared.
You're in my heart yeah, forever.
Just close your eyes and I'm there. I am there.

With every raindrop see me smiling.
In the darkness, please, see my light.
Make them tears fall through laughter.
Smile for me 'cause I'm alright. I'm just in flight.

So think of me, think of me,
Just behind that big closed door,
think of me, think of me,
I'm not in pain, no, not no-more,
Just think of me, remember me, And when those dark days have gone.
Shed a little tear,
But have no fear,
It will all be clear,
I am always here.
Just, think of me

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The words are pretty self explanatory. I wrote this in the style of song lyrics.

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A White Bride Love Story

"A White Bride Love Story"
-Thommy McCorkle-

I sit here alone in a nightmare, mind encased, full of dispair. You were going to be my white bride but you said your love for me died. So now you are my cold lifeless bride. Now deep in my wine cellar your rotting body I hide. No one will ever know of this love crime. Yet my wounds only become deeper. I do not understand this pain I feel. I can not believe what I have done, I can not escape this nightmare. The only way is to disapier. I must drain my body of this dispair. As I lay next to your holding your hand, my body begins to feel numb as the blood drains I watch it pour from my thumb on your white dress. I shall spend eternity next to your beatiful cold corpse all dressed in white we lie. Now one will ever discover me and you. Never to be heard this is how our love story shall end. As I can no longer write as this death I shall not fight but to give you one last kiss on your kold soft lips as I whisper in your ear good night now I indefinatly perish now we can began our love story after life....

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Sorry its not in correct stanza form im useing my Zune to post it

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Capsule Face


Capital face, give me a pill

You're a disgrace, give me a pill

Stopping the shakes, give me a pill

I've made mistakes, give me a pill...


Give us a capsule to blot out the noise

Useless regalia, I just couldn't care

All I remember is what happens next

All I'm forgetting is what doesn't matter

I live alone now, I love only me

I sleep on my own now, give it for free

My bed is half empty, I'm just the same

Under the floor boards is my claim to shame

Give us a reason to get up for work

Anything really, can't give a damn

The morning will find me with dust in my mug

Hanging my head out open windows

I wasn't home now, leave me a ring

Let's just be friends before it's a thing

My kitty's arrived, maybe he'll stay

Everything's clean, let's keep it that way


Give me a pill to blanket the void!

Give me the means to what was destroyed!

Give me the truth that was promised to me!

Give me the vague and ambiguity!


Give us a go and tell me we're fine

Trusted to you, we're trusting you too

Reign the belonging but settle us square

Giving us something, just isn't worth it

Chew it and pick, tones of the quick

Righteous relation with and befit

Pocketed something of which wasn't paid

Stopped at the door at which he delayed

Give us a chance to sound the alarm

Pray that we're straight or sane at the least

Maybe we're fine or maybe we're beasts

I bet that you're loss is kind of our feast

And get us so hammered we see none but you

Pouring it straight at quarter past noon

Giving us tunnels for which to see through

Shedding the light that comes from the brew

And please us with words of the approach

Corner us bleak and on us bestow

The blessing of exile to foreign lands

Made up of capsules that bite at our toes.


Give me a pill to blanket the void!

Give me the means to what was destroyed!

Give me the truth that was promised to me!

Give me the vague and ambiguity!

Give me the burn so I may complain!

Give me the word that flattens the pain!

Give me the sphere that I don't deserve!

Give me the space so I can return!...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Poems just don't seem good enough lately.

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Kat Dennings


The days keep turning crisper

The scarves adorn the hipsters

The night's abuzz, but in the fuzz

Kat Denning's got her tits out

It happened on a cell phone

While naked in her own home

Sat upright with all in sight

Kat Denning's got her tits out

They thought of she, the indie queen

As someone kind of differently

But it was she, that on blue screen

Revealed them both so poignantly

People saw, they oohed and awed

Post and clicks of skin and clod

Lust begotten celeb facade

Kat Denning's got a bangin' bod.


Hollywood is Hollywood

Nude and crude for show

All for not, or cover shots

It's all they do and know

She was of the few and fond

That knew just how we feel

But Holly took her far beyond

And showed her skank appeal.


Underneath the camera's lense

A view obscuring common sense

New grown child, legs for miles

Stacked to make a matching set

Sure they're great, let's celebrate

Pray for more and masturbate

Assume she's lost what made her her

Those jugs can speak and we'll relate

Since when is it we call you Paris?

What is left for you to cherish?

You're no Britney, Lindsay Lo

What happened to the K we know?

I hope she's there, beyond the bust

Cleavage that controls the lust

But me I say, I just don't care

Katty D had wit to spare



Were they for a boy gone wild?

Sold her out for weed and wiles?

Were they poached and bet online?

To highest bid that bid on time?

Is this not her finest hour?

Sweet and sour, pretty flower

Is she tabloids' newest love?

Is this what she'd always dreamed of?

Final Verse:

Those tits of hers are well and good

Big and perfect, understood

But look above her collar bone

And know that she has eyes to see

Those tits are fine, lick 'em clean

Imagine hands on that physique

But hear her speak, catch the tone

As human as a human being

For Kat we know, standing there

She hasn't left and is aware

That people watch and gawk and stare

And dream about her underwear

Now the saddest boys alive

Will touch themselves with her in mind

And she'll undress before their eyes

Because she is their bosom bride.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I'm pretty certain that this will never end up becoming a song. Heard about and saw the Kat Dennings topless pictures and found it kind of sad, considering she seemed too smart to do something so stupid. I wanted the song to have two sides that sort of came and went (nasty/perverted and sympathetic/sorry) and I think it turned out okay. Not really my best but not bad.

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Killer Girl


Like a poison apple; she was so delightful
She had eyes of stars and lips of blood
A gaze that made witches stutter
And a bedside manner of a big game hunter.

She'll eat you alive
You'll not survive.

She has devious glances
Like the devil's second chances
Venom which tastes so sweet as nature
Bending to her will; killing my stature

She'll love you to death
Like crystal meth

Death in every kiss we share


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just a song I am working on...

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Inner Violence


A hand with the case of a violent fetish.
A hand tears you apart.
I see all the people just walk around me.
As if I don't even have a heart.
We always walk in the shadows beneath you
We are always here.
Creeping on every emotion you step
We feed on your fear
We feed on your fear.
A heart with a case of a violent fetish
A heart tears you apart
Every time I see you happy people I just want to Break
Into the chains of a new existence
I just want to Break
I just want to Break
A hand in me, it sees
You want to take it all
I don't want to
Let myself break through
You don't see me breaking down
You can't see me breaking down
Here its coming now
You can see it now
A hand in me, it sees
You want to take it all
They see, your scars and your prescriptions
They see your weakness and demise
And in the Shadows of a mirrored reflection
I am there
I am there.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is kind of an underlying problem with myself lately, things build beneath the suface until you unleash your demons. Then everyone sees them.

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Delusions of a Darkened Nature #1


I smoked myself to sleep
In blood I was knee deep
I never started praying
But now I've started slaying
Look deep into my eyes
Throw off your cute disguise
Look deep into the world
Your just a little girl
And then in my own hand
The force to make a stand
So tomarrows going down
In the abyss I haven't seen
So smile your bloody frown
As I rip out your shattered spleen
And as I walked within my sleep
I had to take a peep
As my souless body creep
To the void they call the deep
Now I stitch into my head
Flows forth a river of red
Runs down my face the falls
I can feel the closing walls
Run to the darkened halls
The halls are growing dim
As darkness takes my limb
The last speck of good I had
The Gods, they must be sad
I never made a stand...
Now I wake up from the dark
I roll and then I spark
My hair is wet and curled
Time to conquer the world..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was actually supposed to be a song at one time I like it, and you can't understand it you probably don't understand anything I write

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