Cast out and neglected.Feeling so frustrated.Its why solitude has become the aim.Forever sick and tired of someone else’s game. Ivory tower.Source of new power.Lock the door and toss out the key.Rebuild a life.Don’t surrender.Otherwise your progress will go in a blender! Bullied relentlessly day and night.Bruises that you can’t hide in poor light.For villains awaitContinue reading “Ivory Tower”
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Scenery Of A Jaded Curve
Step to the beat, don’t call quits.Hear these sounds calling.Prophetic taunts soaked in humour.This bells rings at the wrong time.As gums do flap upon the hill.Mark my words, no more standing still. What are these days ahead?Lifted from another’s bed.Parallel to where ai stood before.All I smell is blood from my skin that’s raw. MarchContinue reading “Scenery Of A Jaded Curve”
Around The Bend
Slip a blade in the skin.Do it all again.Subject of a modern age.Their is no peace, only pain.Torture runs through day and night.Accept surrender or never see daylight. Sounds like an Orwellian future.But do you think it cannot be?Be honest with your answer.Or simply turn and pretend that it is not about to be. RunContinue reading “Around The Bend”
Dive, For We Shall Win
Shot like a bullet right out of a gun.Descending down to stem the run.No more tyranny will we let multiply.Liberation through a crosshair over my eye! Defenders of our society.We are strong.We will forever be. Those who stand in the face of our foes.Helldivers, our names and we won’t fold. Armed to the teeth weContinue reading “Dive, For We Shall Win”
Why Its Called The Present
One more time around the sun.Look to the sky and wish for something.Days are getting shorter all the time.Before long you’ll be doing nothing. Enjoy it while you can.No need to over plan.Be in the moment.Live for the day.The presents a gift.Live it freely. Watching storms from a hill.Lashing rain does soothe and thrill.Bask inContinue reading “Why Its Called The Present”
Services Repaid
You sunk to a whole new low.Its why they wanted you to go.For all you did was dance like a headless doll.Always embodying being a full blown troll.Using words against your friends.Made them want it all to end.As sweetness was never in your line of sight.You were more enthralled by putting out innocent with fright.MaliceContinue reading “Services Repaid”
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First of all I want to wish every a Happy New Year! Welcome to 2025 and in advance I wish you all the best for the coming year. While I have your attention I’d also like to say thank you for any interest you have shown this little corner of the internet. Whether that beContinue reading “Segment Gone”
Paths That Leach
Treading over sodden ground.That which is born does not always stand proud.For these times are hard and continue to claim,So many souls that only wish to live now.Its why we’re clambering for moments of peace.Deafening viciousness is not what we want on repeat.Its claims our chances at joy and ecstasy.Boxes us into a void ofContinue reading “Paths That Leach”
Notes In Counterflow
Slot all the pieces that lie at your feet.Find those that comfortably fit.Write these messages back to your past.Sign them as proof of whatever was the task. Sometimes its easier to walk away.Instead of fight against a tidal wave.Dosing on chemicals to get you through.Another tab gone as its ingested by you.Start at the endContinue reading “Notes In Counterflow”
We’re All Helixed
Thirty four and I’m so fucking tired,Of all the pain and hate we spark alive.What’s the point in kill, invade, repeat?If all it births is more of that obsolete…Way of thinking that changes zero.Cause right here there is no hero.Only murderers claiming they have a plan.Sounds more like a deranged kind of man.Bent on power,Continue reading “We’re All Helixed”
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