Sweet voices filter
through anxious ears letting out
a sob of relief.
Only when his heroes sing
can he breathe and find his wings.
The World AliveThe heavy music is pounding in my ringing ears as the sweat gathers on the back of my kneck under my long, curly pony tail, dripping down my spine and soaking into my thick, black band shirt. I can feel the firm floor shaking beneath my aching feet in their worn sneakers, as the rest of the euphoric crowd and I jump up and down, waving our arms, ignoring all the painful jabs from elbows, feet, and other body parts flailing in the excitement. We're all packed in tightly like sardines, watching wide eyed, as the band members take the stage by storm, feeding off of the energy of the grasping fans below them. In every breathe I take I inhale the sweet scents of fake smoke and sweat. Tasting nothing but the dryness of my own mouth, I continue to belt the lyrics that the rest of the crowd and I know all too well. We're so loud we almost overpower our idols on the stage, as they preach acceptance, convincing us to believe in ourselves, even if its just for the night. Flashing, colour changing
I Was HypnotizedYou owe me your best advice,
anything that can help will suffice,
you got me hooked,
I was hypnotized.
You used to pull the strings,
had my stomache in a backwards upswing,
but you broke every bone,
and left me alone and hanging.
The Last NightIt will finally be over. All I have to do is jump. I was standing behind the railing of the town bridge.
Blinded by my anger and pain all I could think of was the countless fights; all the nights that I'd cried myself to sleep; all the time I'd spent inflicting pain upon myself. But it was the most recent fight that was lingering behind all my other memories right now.
"You're useless! And selfish!" Mom yelled as I entered the house, past curfew as usual.
I didn't meet her eyes as I walked past her to my room, ignoring the urge to yell back. I had learnt over the years that yelling only made things worse.
"You can't do anything right! All you care about is yourself! Did you ever think of how I might feel? Not knowing where you are, worrying about you!" I could hear her screaming at me from the other side of the door now.
"Sometimes I'm so afraid that you won't come back!"I heard her yell as I pulled my headphones over my ears, blaring the loud, angry music that I'd grown so a
Dedication Road"Stay awake, get a grip and get out you're safe,
From the weight of the world just take,
A second to set things straight.
I'll be fine even though I'm not always right,
I can count on the sun to shine,
Dedication takes a lifetime,
But dreams only last for a night."
But only dedication can make your dreams come true. A lifetime of dedication. Sometimes you have to leave other dreams behind. Sometimes you have to leave people behind, even after they've helped to propel you forward. They get discarded on the side of the road, a road called Passion Street. And only after you've walked down Passion Street, can you turn left and walk down Dedication Road, to reach Glory Lane.
I vaguely remember the day those men brought the old piano into my house. It was old then, and it's old now. An aging, brown upright piano that had belonged to my great-grandmother, my mother's grandmother. I watched, my eyes wide, as they placed the piano along the wall, taking in the many black and white keys (52 whit
I AmI am musical and crazy.
I wonder what it would be like to fly,no airplane required.
I hear Nezumi singing.
I see spotlights when I close my eyes.
I want a cello.
I am musical and crazy.
I pretend I'm married to Andrew Dennis Beirsack.
I feel exasperated.
I touch smooth, white, ivory keys.
I worry that I'm going to be stuck in this little town for the rest of my life.
I cry when I'm at a loss of what to do with my life.
I am musical and crazy.
I understand that sometimes my life will suck.
I say music is the one and only true saviour for the world.
I dream that I'll perform for a crowd of one million.
I try to be the best ninja I can be.
I hope that my music can help people realize who they really are.
I am musical and crazy.
The Feeling of ParoxysmI'm numb, detached,
my limbs hanging at
my mind disconnected
from my heart and soul.
The only feeling I remember
is the feeling of paroxysm,
like my mind and
heart would explode.
Now it's all I can hope for.
To be able to shake violently
with sobs again.
Instead I'm left attempting to
crush my skull with
my bare hands.
Screaming, kicking out for
something that isn't there,
something to shatter,
something to shred like a paper heart
that belongs to a false hope.
Set Fire to the Worldraise the jail bars above your head,
and burst from your cage,
the world might not welcome you with open arms.
but you've got no reason to be afraid.
Embrace your faults with a smile on your face,
with outcast written across you forehead,
screw low key, and being a part of the background,
scream to be heard, and dance to be seen.
turn the volume up on your heart,
let it beat to a different drum,
stronger than before, you're untouchable,
unstoppable, setting fire to the world.
You Say Disgrace I Say FreedomI'll spread my wings, ripped of their plumage and strength. I'll fly. I swear I'll soar high above your atrocious yet lovely head. I'll feel beautiful when I look in the mirror, even if I see your dangerously perfect face laughing at me, shining in the mirror behind me.
You say I'll fall from grace,
but really I'll soar to freedom.
A Sinner's LullabyHush little baby,
Don’t say a word.
The lines between good and sin
Close your eyes,
And say goodnight.
You’ll find your light.
Have sweet dreams,
My dear young love.
You’re barren of.
Hush little baby,
Rest your head.
Your shining hope
Is not yet dead.
Shove me under cold watersWhy is this world so cold?
Why do their stares match their hearts?
What did I do to them..?
I was born this way priest..
Why do your followers hate me so much?
Why do they wish to burn me on a stake?
Why do they chant for me to burn in Hell?
Have I truly done anything wrong?
Is being born like this a sin?
Why is hiding who I truly am gonna save me?
Priest..Will you baptise me today?
Will you pray for me, every night before you close your eyes?
Or will you shun me like your followers have?
Is your religion just smoke and mirrors?
What do I have left to hold on to?
Shove me under cold waters, priest.
Or I will plunge into them myself...
Broken LetterSometimes I wake to silence,
And my heart breaks again.
Sometimes I hear your laughter
in the echoes of the rain,
some times I feel your hand
touching mine, and feel the pain
as I remember you are no longer there.
If it would mean that for a day
I could walk with you,
I would sell my soul
for a chance to make that true.
If I could hold you for a moment
I know I could make it though,
but I can't, and darkness fills me.
I think some times how easy
it would be for me to die.
I lie awake and think of you,
alone I sit and cry,
and in the shadow of my pain
I cling to life and try
to be someone that you can view with pride.
Each day I work my hands
till they bleed and break.
each night I sit and suffer
as I relive each mistake,
Always have I loved you,
without you here I fear I'll break.
But for you I will try to hold on.
In my dreams you call my name
asking why I let you go.
You look on with teary eyes
such inner pain your face will show,
and wake in tears of anguish
Mirrored EyesMy mirrored eyes
Reflect what people see
Not my lies
But yet it’s me
Cast the shadow
That steals my form
Release the arrow
Unleash the storm
The damns break apart
Sealed inside no more
It took but a single dart
To penetrate the core
You've unleashed a sea
That was locked away
Deep inside of me
All my fears are washed away
But then I return
To the place I flood
What didn't burn
Is stained in blood
I clean the mess
I left behind
The game of chess
At last aligned
The Sky, Last NightJust last night
I saw the sky like I never had before
it was the epitome of beauty
and it captured me in thought
I stood there in a daze
at the majesty in front of me
it was as if I was staring
at something I wasn't meant to see
JackCarve out my inside
Leaving me hollow and cold
With a fake smile
And a falsely burning heart
Too soon I’ll just rot away
It all means nothingThose months I spent with you.
Did they really mean nothing?
Do you really want to hide me from everyone?
What am I gonna be for you?!
Just a fucking ghost?
Why does this hurt so bad?
This feeling of impenetrable loneliness,
this darkness that surrounds me everyday!
Didn't you understand the love I felt for you?
Didn't you understand how long I wanted us to mean something...
It means nothing!
Everything we ever were is nothing!
Little BirdHello little birdy,
Won't you bring me along.
I see you chirping so beautifully,
a very sad song.
You fly with grace,
And fly with speed.
Chasing your other birdy friends,
Way up in the trees.
Won't you stay a while,
Little birdy, with me.
I need someone to sit here,
And sing with me.
But your smart,
Little birdy, just you fly away.
Don’t stay with the girl,
That has lost her way.