Metal and Steal.

Your walking and talking, like the rest of us liars.
But your built differently, of parts and steal.
I want to open you up and tear apart the metal and wires
Rip apart the springs and screws, find what inspires
Disconnect you from the wall, and stop you from reality.
Shut you up, and tie you down, keep you from brutality.
The words you speak, and the things you hear
Are nothings but what your mind only fears
You begged for your chance and blew it seconds later
Made me believe you were greater,
better than a hater, but only was a traitor.
I find only oil, rubber and steal
Is there anything you can really feel?
Your pure fiction and fake,
You pretend to love and care, but fiction is all that you can make.
I believed that even past the hard cold shell,
You really were someone more than just a magic spell.
But in the end that was all your lies that you could impel.
You were well reserved, curved and preserved.
Only I found you weren't well desereved
I admit I fell for your fabrication,
Brought me to a location, built on a foundation
Made only of sensation, temptation, and frustration.
But you broke me to pieces, an now you deserve the same
I refuse to play the blame game, but your one I must name
You left me to shame, made me proclaim, of what I became
Hurt and lost, tossed and exhaust. Left so much to cost
So now you should pay for all the people you've destroyed
Left with a void, lost and annoyed, trying to avoid
The darkness that you left, and enjoyed.
Say your goodbyes, lies, dont look in my eyes.
Its over now, no turning back, nothing left to track.

Pull This Thread

Our hands our covered in blood with guilt
We're standing upon the lies and pain we built
Our connections become distractions
Were monsters with selections
We've become quite dangerous
Only to find that our plague is highly contagious.
There are rules no one really obeys
We run, play, and misbehave, with no delays
Our world filled with execution and destruction
Our children witnessing how we people function
The time is dwindling,while the history lays out our consequence.
We all hide ourselves, disguise ourselves, with nothing to confess.
The book describes that our sins ban us to hell
But we pretend to be perfect creatures around our tiny shell.
Our faces are covered with lies and confessions
And our brains are non functioning and scattered directions.
We listen and believe to all the ludicrous conspiracies.
As we act upon ourselves quite so deliriously.
Life as we know it is filled with complications
Desiring the most and yearning for our sensations.
We must at the very least admit that we've drowned
But were all taped down, clogged up and bound.
Shut up tight, tucked under the rug,
Are all the lies and crap we can't lug.
Our morals and exceptions are all that we hold,
And we use this to teach the children that we mold.

Frzn Drms

We're all built upon a rusty floor
And soon after we grow to learn how to clean it
We make promises only to wait for them to be broken
And show the love that isn't really there, holding masks
That only show what people want to see
We say things that aren't true and strive so hard
To be happier than those around us
We put on this facade only to come to the conclusion
That we're all mock-ups and imitations of the people we wish to be.
We do ignorant things to fit in, and try so hard to unique
And later to discover that we're really all the same.
Sometimes we want t run to a world where no one really exists.
A utopia of the things that seem almost impossible.
We want to live our dreams, and desire the things we cannot have.
We work so hard to get nothing, and break apart
Because we didn't get what, all along, we really wanted
We fancy to have what others don't and in the end find that you feel
No different than the rest.
We're hungry for love, and affection
But we anticipate whether the love and affection we get
Is fiction or factual.
We listen to the stories of happiness we yearn to be true but ignore
The stories of sorrow we believe to be lies.
People steal the things they want, and later turn our backs upon them.
Why doesn't it seem so all right? Should it feel so wrong?
I want so much for the world to be different, I want the promises
To remain unbroken, and only to hear truth.
Am I the only one who hasn't cleaned the rusty floor beneath us,
The only one who hasn't learned what reality may really be?
Does it make me like everyone else?
Dreaming for the things that are unreal and crying for things I am not able to attain.
Am I asking for the impossible?
Or is it only impossible for me.
Am I the only one who feels lost in a crowd of fakes.
Or can you see it too?

ThereerehT

I would love to show you the things people can't see
I want you to hear the things people cant hear.
I would like to make you feel the things people cant feel.
I would love to take you there
Follow me into the unknown shadows of the world
Feel the inside of these walls, the ground I stand upon.
Dont just lay there, upon the thousands of layers of pain and tears
Pull yourself up, open the blinds
I want you to see the things people cannot see
I would love to be there

Shake It Off

Lets pretend were just a little older.
Make ourselves look so much bolder.
Wear yourself like were two inches taller
Act like we're carrying just a bit more than a dollar.

Forget that we have the earth beneath our feet.
Dance, move out bodies to the loudest beat.
Don't look back, pretend theres never been a past.
We'll open up, party up like todays our last.

Slam down our ID's like they're the real deal.
Give them a look, like sweetheart, its a steal.
We know were taking their breath
What we got, and how we got it, could cause them death.

We hop in, and let the wind blow us away
These people look at us like we're on display
Dont be afraid, throw your hands up
Forget the meaning of life, and take a cup.

We've unrooted ourselves from the ground
Dug in deep, even farther than we could've found.
We've dropped the meaning of happyness,
Traded it in for a night you couldn't guess.

Since we're here for now, might as well live it up
Throw your head back, laugh like we haven't had a cup.
Put your hands together, this is for us
Please darling, dont have a worry, don't make a fuss.

Tonight we can lay our heads down
Know we had the best night in town
Don't forget no one could measure up to you.
Till forever, you'll remember theres everything you could do.

I'm in the crowd, maybe about the center of attention.

I swift past people, my cup filled till the top.

The wieght on my shoulders lifted.

Drifting into the vibes from the people whom surround me.
Embracing, Hearts opposite of racing, Pacing.

Ignoring the world, and problems not worth facing.

I feel my muscles relax. My eyes drop quarter of an inch.

Feeling the laughter rising from my chest.
The calmness transfer from my pores to the humans around me.
Its all that it could be, all we could be.
Its the day we turn a year older physically, and a year younger mentally.
Working my way to a tobacco stick, meeting the fire incedentily

I feel my hair brush past my ear, my cup refilled.
Someone out in the back yells to fill those small cups,
For that quick slight burn down your thin throat.
I follow the crowd, someone reaches out, letting my self go.
I throw my head back, capturing that warm hint of liquid go down.
I close my eyes, feel the heat against my face, I let myself drown

We raise our hands, fight the inability to make decsisions.
Pump our fists to the beat of this music.
Inhale the second hand in the room, while lighting one of my own.
Two in counting for the night, I'm sure not my last.
Its broken, the railing to the world. I'm free out of this nonliving cast.
Its my birthday, Everyone yells "Go wild"

I feel the skins of the crowd in my presense.

The heat coming off the surface of everyones shell.

I breath in the nicotine, exhale the polution.

I feel the music settling, the crowd calming.

One by one, each hour after the next, a group or two leaves.

It was a good night, atleast as everyone believes.

Slowly the house empties out.
People say there goodbyes, give there hugs, thanks for the fun,
And maybe just maybe, they'll come back for another night.
All that matter now, I'm a year older, and a year closer to life.
Lay back, light up once again, everything but bitter strife.
Its been a good night, music pumping, hearts thumping...
Thumping...

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No Name

Our arms, our legs, intertwine
In a world unknown to the human eye
Our bodies rooted to the ground
Five feet above the surface
No where to look
But up.

We fell in to the cliche pool
Of a four letter word
Written by the thousands of hearts
That lay across the universe

Our hearts are racing as fast as a new born's.
Our palms, glued together by the sweat.
And that moment,
Where all else falls down along with the world
But your still standing here
With me, for what feels like an eternity.

We're falling, we're crawling.
Your calling, I'm reaching, I'm reaching.
Your speaking, I'm speaking.
I'm yelling, I'm wailing.
I feel it, you see it.
I live it, you speak it.
I'm crying, you hear it, i hear it.
Your shaking, I'm aching.
I'm aching, your breaking, your breaking.
And I'm calling, I'm reaching, I'm reaching.
Your speaking, your seeking, your seeking.
I'm trying, I'm crying.
I need you, I need you.

And when everyone else fails to see
You open your eyes and you see right through me
And now its me and you.
Falling and crawling and crying and drowning
Me and you.
Hearing and seeing and feeling and speaking.
You and me
Shaking and aching and breaking and quaking.
Us We
Calling and seeking and reaching and trying.
Trying and trying.

And once again I feel at ease
In the arms of one's heart
Drowning in the love I wish to have fallen.
And the people whose hearts that have been broken
One day, may it be today or tomorrow
Are mended, for e t e r n i t y

Lovely Bones

I sat online today...

I watched lovely bones. I have read the book, and although the movie is very different from the book, it was a good movie. But it made me wonder, do you ever ponder on what may be beyond us? Beyond this life? Beyond the rest? What happens when we finally close our eyes and rest in sleep for eternity. I realize people believe in certain religions for this very reason, but how can you keep telling yourself there is something beyond this point if we really don't know for sure? How can you live your whole life doing only what rules apply in your religion, but not really know for sure we'll end up where They say we'll be when we pass? Is there really a heaven? A hell? Is there an in-between, where we grow to move on from the past and proceed into what we call heaven? I mean, if you really think about it, dyeing is like sleep. But in this case, a sleep we never wake up from. How do you normally feel when you wake up from sleep? Tired, of course. But beyond that. Beyond that observation. How long did it feel like? In my view, it felt like 5 minutes. You can barley remember sleep, besides your dreams, but even those are only up to 15 seconds. Its like falling into darkness, blacking out, and awakening to the world once again. Is that how death is? We fall into the darkness one last time, but this time, not waking up is quite inevitable? Can we still think? Still believe? Still see, or breath? Do we see a light? It sounds cliche, but how many books and movies have based it on a light. Do we follow to what there is beyond? Or is that it? After the darkness there is no more. No more seeing, or breathing, thinking nor believing? What about the so called after life many speak of. Some say they want to be a bird, or a fish. Me? I'd want to be me again, just in another life, another situation, different circumstances, a new experience, but does that mean I must forget everything I learned once before in my old life? There are "new" souls and "old" souls upon this earth. Meaning some have lived a life before, and some were born brand new. Well, why do we have to forget the old stuff, the old circumstances, lessons, and mistakes? You know when your walking down a street, maybe crowed with hundred of people, or just one or two here and there, that split second where you see a face you feel like you once knew? But you know, there has never been a moment in your life you've ever even encountered this person. I dont nessisarily know where im getting at. But do you understand me?

Do you ever ponder on what may be beyond us? Beyond this life? Beyond the rest? What happens when we finally close our eyes and rest in sleep forever? Do we go into the in-between and proceed to heaven, or do we lay in the crevices of our own dead body underneath the dirt in darkness for eternity?