Figure to save space, considering how much I write and post on here, I'll just do what I did with the drawings and create a thread for all my writing. Starting with something in progress..... No title just yet. The words he wrote down So cleverly disguised In imagery and symbols Made them seem like only lies And when they surfaced in her mind The tears down her face will not find As they round her lips There is no smile. The devils Dance around her head, That once were angels Under blankets in her bed The wings went up in flames And with the smell of sulfur came The end of what she had And the beginning...of the risen mortmain.
I consider it one of my best. Kings and Queens It hasnt Rained in years, And the castle walls Will soon disappear, While the land waits To swallow it whole, For the last remaining man Has the last remaining soul. -moderate instrumental- The Phoenix Flew straight down Through the embarking spirits That had left their humble ground And it set aflame All that we called home But though we called it such a thing, It felt like we were all alone- And all the bitterness Grew well up into pride, For the candle light vigil Of God would not subside- We let the world Crumble on it's own, Beneath us And all our names were on the stone. He was the flood He thought he was a savior- For the good Through his unsavory behavior- With his weapons There's fire all around In the cancer That spread mercilessly...over the ground. Ivory towers That we've built so tall Deep inside There's a little Babel in us all And the hedonistic pleasures Behind our sweet sadistic lives Have left a cold sardonic attitude In our catatonic hives. The horsemen Numbering four Come knocking violently At your deadbolted doors And when they find you The castle will fall With it's sky devouring towers And it's people that once stood tall. He was the flood He thought he was a savior- For the good Through his unsavory behavior- With his fire There's blood boiling all around In the cancer That spread mercilessly...over the ground. -short instrumental- And the grace That will never be found... -long instrumental- There's fire all around... (x8) To stand before God We would shake out of our skin Knowing all that we've done wrong Is a testiment to our sin And to those that do not recognize The place we should call home Though you felt so in control That life was not your own And you're childish disposition Your excuse for all you've done Cannot save you from the fire, Cannot save you... From the Sun. ... Seven billion kings and queens Died that year- In the fire Of it's unrelenting peers.
Dancing Devils I saw the light glow bright, Over the hospital bed, And a cancerous cloud, Billowed out of the dead. There was silence around, And little to say, But in absence of words, I sat down to pray. The darkness spreads beyond the dancing Devil, And the wolves outside could see That the last thing to fall, and the last thing to bleed, Is the last of the world's great greed. She cried out to me, She cried out to me... When the room filled with lies, She cried out to me... -moderate instrumental- Well the fire was heard Around the castle walls, And in the dungeon she screamed To let the barriers fall. A thirst for truth, All your lips so dry, But when the walls crash down, We beg "Why, oh man, why" The darkness spreads beyond the dancing Devil, And the wolves outside could see That the last thing to fall, and the last thing to bleed, Is the last of the world's great greed. She held on to me, She held on to me... When the world held it's tongue, She held on to me... -moderate instrumental- -crescendo- She cried out to me, as the bombs broke through, And the blue bloods held up their flags She said if we scratch their back, they'll scratch ours, But the claws are deep in, and gone are the hours When we might gracefully pack our bags. We eat it up, eat it up... Eat it up, eat it up... -long instrumental- Reborn into me, Reborn into me... As I rebuilt my world... She was reborn into me...
Some are lyrical poems, as the previous ones, and others are just free verse poetry, as this one. The Tree Climber A tree climber, she said. A tail so beautiful, It could send her wherever She wished, and yet... It was given to climb trees, And no more. A humble little thing, She asked for no more Than the weather to permit A habit left behind from The primal predecessors which Lend themselves, carefree Yet poised, to natural beauty. When the waves rolled down From the sky, in the Sunniest season, she perked Her curious ears, and Forced all to leave her to Her own devices. I saw her there, In her topsy turvy world, Hair begging for ground, And shirt folds wrestling Just under, (or above, Depending on your point of view), Her breast. At this, I found myself Digressing from the thoughts, So organized, and sliding Them blissfully onto a pyre In the most abysmal reaches Of my memory. Replaced, they were, By a rush of scattered thoughts And images, collecting Beneath the hope of their own Foreshadowing nature. The space between us melted, With the wave of her arm, And the frown what was truly, In it's rightside form, A smile that threw down with The world's purest acts Of kindness. As I approached, swung down Her love from the branches above, And landed a kiss. A kiss what seemed pure upon Initial intuition, but grew Progressively more a matter of Insecurity, and exponentially Greater in unbridled pride. He brought with him the rain, He brought with him the thunder, He brought with him the lightning without light, The winds without warmth. He brought what he believed was love, But looked no further to save Worrying for what may have been His indecisive, but firm motivation. He avoided inner conquest, and Led himself to believe in his beautiful words. What truth lie in them, I do not know, But the passion burst forth with every Uttered syllable. A man afraid may call his own bluff, But I knew my place, and I Held steadfast to the right and humble Respect for what I could never Deem love or it's feigning without Agrandizing my unfounded judgement. Now I sit, from great distance, And view my point as it plays out. Swinging, swinging, by The accursed tail wound around The thickest hallow appendage Of a dying tree. The question that lay before me... Only one tree can be mine... Who am I to plant no more... If for no better purpose Than to bystand such joyful swinging.
The Gravity of God The dreams away He took the wood and nails, And buried them deep into the ground. Thoughts drifted to and fro, As the fire burned light around the branches. The plant had sound and voice. Cracks and pops, of consonents and vowels, Explained clearly about the world. Natural science poisoned By original sin. Far beyond what was once wiped clean lay a planet in shambles. Buried in it's own filthy debree And nature. A great man that once came, Left hope for the hopeless. The race branded beautiful became deep In it's own hedonistic desires, Leaving honor to the name Jesus, but Less to his purpose. Righteousness then caved, Under the weight of point of view, where The truth lay dormant Until someone of greater value would release it again. Lauditory words of opinion reigned, While truth stay too true for all but rejection. Piles were made, great piles Of broken glass, allowing the reflections Of all positions to face eachother And become muttled and arbitrary. They lost themselves in eachother, as The war of words pressed on, until Little made sense. The world is now a boisterous sow, Rolling forever In it's own squalid pen. Decency fled every mind, and Desire dug it's claws Deep into the backs of every man. The weight of sin burst the seat Of the savior's lasting love, And the time arose for great sacrifice Once again. Returning to the fire, a new man Christened his ship With his bottled bulletin to humanity. It was to sail down the River Styx, Into the cold heart of Hell. Soul predestined, as the flame expressed, This new perfect man Held fast to his faith, and his hope For mankind. He traded himself for an eternity Where men would be meant Never to fear or know any longer Of the Inferno. Ashes to ashes, his body Broke away in the heat of Earth's core. Grew forth from did a pure soul, Forever enduring the fate of all men. Light was light for all, and darkness Became invisible to the omneity of each man. With the knowledge of the greatest sacrifice, The hearts of all men again flourished Into purety, upon which The act was forgotten. With every Departure, the souls embarked to Heaven, Where only God and the Christ Pay respect to the greatest love shared now With the first condemned man Of great faith. Shredded, now, is the Garden of Earthly Delights. A plague shaken from the fabric Of human nature, where hearts were eaten, and Souls degenerated. Never to be seen again.
Echo The world is silent Even dead leaves make no sound Trampled under foot Til there’s little left to see... All that I believed Now pipedreams and smokescreens Where a life filled heavy with love Turns to dust and rise above... I held our world up But my searching let it fall on you And though I hear wrustling in the forest night Just an echo of my own design Now the only place I can find you Is in my head ...In my head... ...And this is where they’ll bury me.
I love this one.... Ouroboros Dream of a world of silence I dream of a world inside my head, Dream in a world of silence I dream of a world white and dead Dream of a world of silence I dream of a world where fire's fed I open up the windows Just to feel the wind inside my head Could I dream of a world so perfect And read into the future cave To live this life from her eyes Become what I cannot seem to save Dont think I could understand... The fire feeding itself The snake swallowing it's own tail... No words come... Falling heavy fast... Pushing hard away... A face from a distant past... I've stretched it out This time it just drags on and on But I know there's something inside In her eyes it comes and then it's gone Dream of a world of silence Escape where there is no vacancy I dream of a world in silence We drown ourselves in our own sea Dream of a world of silence Reality plays tricks on me I live pushed up against a fence But from you I cannot break free And there's no place that I'd rather be... Still something there You said someday you would talk to me There's something you are hiding If I knew this isn't where we'd be, But you live in a world of silence Close the windows so I cannot see What you do of which I can't make sense The truth can only set you free... The truth can only set you free... I know more than you think... Understanding that you wont believe... But time slips away... You push it to another day... So we sit in a world of silence So much nothing that we cannot breathe Sit in a world of silence Beg for words we can't receive
Atlas Hello, are you alright In this fight or flight world What's going on Inside your head Setting in your hands, like you're scratching your brain You cause your own pain Hello, what are you doing now In this bread and circus town I've held you up For so long now I've brought you in, time and time again From my hands, gone is the sand My name is Atlas I hold the world in place Atlas I watch from out in space And when it gets too heavy I bear the weight for you And there's nothing more that I can do... Can I read you well Will you ever tell me What I think is true, inside of you You let me break apart Cant hear the lightening coursing through You dont have to be everything You just got to be there I cant hold this up by myself And when these two worlds clash Like so often in the past Again we find eachother Among the ash My name is Altas I hold the world in place Atlas I watch from out in space And when it gets too heavy I bear the weight for you Why do you run away And so soon later, You are here to stay I see the fear sometimes Through a thousand signs Goodnight, dont you worry Though I may disappear It's only the clouds that push me out Your world, so heavy Dont be afraid to let me Hold it up with you I feel like Im crazy sometimes... I am just a friend, Im not pretending... Dont fear me I am not your monster Dont push me away I am not your monster Come to me Im supposed to be your friend You dont have to love me I'll always be there in the end When it's all over... You can find me under the world... Beneath the sky... But for now... Goodbye... Goodbye...
The Nocturne of Vladimir Jazz There's a body on the rocks Spread inside burst out Blood, sweat, and thoughts Spilled heavy all about Was I ever there... (Was I ever there...) Was I ever there... (Was I ever there...) Yeah........ Was I ever there... (Was I ever there...) The smell of your hair... (Smell of your hair...)
Brier --------- Oh... Oh ooo whoa oh, ooo whoa oh... Reeling... This mind is reeling... Inside is feeling...nothing... Yeah eh hee, what a liar Trapped in the brier outside Ohoo oh, oh so tired Wired on smoke and caffeine In a familiar scenario, oh Aha ah, there's a clearing, From this he's steering clear Yeah eh hee, it's on fire Turning his world into shit, Twisting, playing with it, And when the right time comes Will he rise to his maker, Filled with fire, risen from the deepest bak'ry Yeah eh hee, hearts on fire Wrapped in himself inside Ohoo oh, oh so tired Creating a place oh so dire, And try hard not to lose What's underneath, he Could glow in the dark but Hard to get back to the start, could You show me a way, show me a way Could you show me a way Back home -instrumental- Yeah------ Dont he feel what he's casted away In the mud lies his sun, and it's melting the day Find it later, when the rains washed The familiar surroundings downstream, Recollecting a dream where he Filed his conscience under good heard as nonsense While the jokers keep laughing, laughing Laughing it up with the guild of infidelity- Would you reach out to me, Would you, Would you, Yeah Yeah eh hee, what a liar Feeding the fire outside Ohoo oh, she's a crier Eating the pyre where he hides Yeah eh hee, what a liar Preach to the choir inside Ohoo oh, swing the tire Fall back to a child and confide... You come to me... You come to me... Come trampling down, Head over heels, and face planted Do you really believe that these words came from his head- To honesty fall, honestly halls have their doorways Closed, redirecting the love to another Room he has not the key for, Reading the lines more, Causing a stir, seeing a blur and Finding the real world in the door he came from Who's to take the blame, someone will And until they do, I will remain, will remain a Yeah eh hee, Im a liar Laying my lies around, with my eyes down Oh, yeah eh hee, Im a liar... Feeding the fire... Seeing you... Feel like fleeing too, Just like you do... Yeah eh hee----------
(Kind of cheated on this one. See if you can guess how.) Steady Hands ------------------- Oh, ooh The waters start to turn And the waves crash down Oh, ooh, oh The breath of God tears through The creature is stirring And we don't know what to do -moderate instrumental- Oh.... When the weight of the world Rests heavy on your shoulders You can only look down... As the cracks wrap around And it crumbs above You can't hear a sound... You can't hear a sound... And you wonder Was it your weakness that failed them Your strength that disappeared... And I hold out my arms With my wet steady hands And hold what was my home... But the ones I called love Gave up in the end And it's no God they can blame No it's no God they can blame ... Are you listening... Is there no breathing... Well it's the cause that I see here People hide what makes them human, oh but why Oh but why... When it's the heart that defines us And it's the bottles that bind us And I hold out my arms With my wet steady hands And hold what was my home... But the ones I called love Gave up in the end And it's no God they can blame No, it's no God they can blame And I hold out my arms With my wet steady hands And hold what as my home... But the ones I called love Gave up in the end And it's no God they can blame No, it's no God they can blame -long instrumental- Oh, ooh Are you listening... What's this you're bringing... Is it what the new world gave you Could it be the face it made you- You could not fight You could not fight Would you see the difference on this Just the thought you felt a little- It was not your time No, it was not your time And I hold out my arms With my wet steady hands And hold what was my home... But the ones I called love Gave up in the end And it's no God they can blame No, it's no God they can blame ... Where is your head, dear... What's that sound I hear... Is it hard to feel like the weak one Knowing well I'm always the weak son- I never show No, I never show Could it be that I won't hide me And you hold so close your feelings- That it feels like you've died Yeah, it feels like you've died... And I hold out my arms With my wet steady hands And hold what was my home... But the ones I called love Gave up in the end And it's no God they can blame No, it's no God they can blame... ... Are you listening...
