Slaves To The MachinesThey subdue the past, With industrialization, Destroying the future, Of this so called Revolution.Slaves To The Machines
They mold our minds from childhood, To conform to expiration, Masses of unanimated beings, Held captive under their dedication.
They stunt our growth and twist our limbs, All in the meanwhile demanding 16 hour shifts, And in return we receive tenements as our gifts.
Look to our daily routines, And know that we are slaves to the Machines.
False IdentityShe pretends to protect, What is not real, The Angle of Kindness, With power to kill.False Identity
CytolsisShriveled and dried up,Cytolsis
Is what once was, The beauty of the beholder. The colors faded, Only showing what could have been, Living until your touch. What once supplied life? Hidden behind my blind eyes, Is what once was, Or what could have been. Giving and supplying, So the colors could remain, But the thorns frighten me. I prick myself only to find, That the dried up stem was once me.
BeautifulWhen I see you feeling so empty, I just want to hold you close to me, Wipe those tears of fear from your eyes, Wishing you could see your beauty.Beautiful
Its clear to me that you're hurting, A thought that tortures me inside. I long to take away your pain , But that request has been denied.
I'll stand by your side forever, Till death tears me away from you, I'd never leave you willingly, My love will always remain true.
Give me your sorrow, pain, and fear, I would gladly bear them for you, One like you does not deserve them, In sympathy my h
The Void in MeThese anguished screams still echo, Through the void in me flowing, Unleashing pain you could not know, And yet I still feel nothing...The Void in Me
This body died, its soul has fled, Lifeless corpse all that remains. After all the blood I've bled, Life itself has left my veins.
Empty now I stand alone, I have nothing left to give. All that I had ever known, Sacrificed that you might live.
Bad DayI hate waking up to these days Where I just want to leave this place Anything would be better than this Everything has crashed down on this bliss I just stop caring, until that day When I get to see your beautiful face But I hate this day This fucking TUESDAY I want the pills to drown out these days I don't want to move I don't want to speak I don't want to play their games They can't laugh at me, because they hate it too Yet they tell me to live it out, To let you be my muse Fuck them! They don't know shit about me Don't understand to feel wBad Day
SWEEEEEEEEET EMOOOOOOTIONNN!!!
LISA!!!
--
[You're so guilty it's disgusting.]
Love,
Sarah
--
Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home?
--
Yo...put one up to shackle me, not clean logic procreation
I did not invent the wheel I was the crooked spoke adjacent
While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the basement
I walk the block with a halo and a stick poking your patience
--
The soul: "when it breathes through [man's] intellect, it is genius; when it breathes through his will, it is virtue; when it flows through his affection, it is love."
--
I spent hours
In the shower
Letting the knives have
Power
--
I spent hours
In the shower
Letting the knives have
Power
Hi lisa!!!!
--
I am typing in third person.
WELCOME BACK!!!
--
[You're so guilty it's disgusting.]
--
~I once knew a guy who was dyslexic but he was also cross eyed so it all came out alright..~
Previous Page12Next Page