When oxygen turns to poison

(disintegration)
FUCK!
gotta laugh or at least make a grin
son of a bitch take this blade from my throat
ill waltz down the aisle
a slow death in her ceremony
say hello and feel your vein drain
so it seems we die one day
and your keeping my mouth dry
this prison of a memory
dawn has spoken in blood night turns to night and day never comes
my soul departs and Ive lost the man inside
sorrow laid on graves
bloody disgusting intellectual phrases
smile sunny your worst nightmares greeting you
bite your fucking tongue
pray for life and let your sins come true
he will haunt and terrorize
but these understatements are killing me
endings live in emptiness
will die alone wishing for mornings back

DONT MIND THIS IM WORKING ON A PROJECT OF LYRICS BASED ON MY FAVORITE MOVIE THE SHINNING(little pigs little pigs let me come in not by the hair of your chinny chin chin,make this easy i can hear the door screaming in pain)(run away run away from the conversation,i hate me i hate you,and these hulucinations,day by day day by ay,i die a little,i need a drink today,all this work and no fun is making jack a dull boy,im so phycotic its sexy,ear to ear grin and its worth every drop of fear,i can hardly remember the days were there wearnt voices in my head,well like father like son i guess,the angles in blue bring me this axe,to carve the demons from my son head,i swear i would never hurt the litle bastard,i love him more than fucking anything)

(gurue hearts and two honorable deaths)She seemed to find the hole that I layed upon my face,gave it to road hazards, left so proud,to be so alive,from trenches into days of treacherous,what's worth the gift of leaving lonely,a last step into a Merrily fountain,I'll die tonight and savor the day,sail a city,my darling looks so pretty,at eve when lit I get so bitty,when storms clear but insides burst,I'll find the right way to define missing peaces,and when we drip from blood and asphyxiate lost scenery's,I'll find the worst way to mend what's missing.chew the glass salt the cut and move far away.above a town I'll seek you out,will dream with clouds,as each others figments and then bring it back down for the dirt to cleanse the infection,going and loosing speech so that words never spoken,but as we exceed,in a reflection it echos beyond us,the writer throws out an illustration it seems to suit fine like stars In the sky a voyage of unspoken stories,the day I felt most alone,and now I feel more in...

(Answering Prayers)Crawl down this tunnel,drowning in deep depression I search for air,choke down remarks and hope comfort finds me out,you see me as one big lie,truth is I'm a bloody mess,you'd go blind to see as my thoughts murder me every day,Ive cracked this soul its not shallow,but a living night terror,take the shade colored across your eye,swallow your pride realize this is the day you die,

Scream out to night,let it be known your not leaving without a fight,out riddle the poet,cry deep words and wisdom,these timeless days await, disguised as what were longing for,sons sight lives his mothers death,as his heart becomes a fearless leader,were living the most tragic deaths,in return we continue to burn in this hell

Wow I was fucking dark. Haven't been on here for a long time. I was a very dramatic troubled teenager so it seems. Well here's a more positive poem from me today . It's about creating something true to your heart.

Dreams come to life when we wake up from our fear.
Just like a winding road leading to a bountiful mystery.
Uncertainty could gloom your day.
But only if you let it stay.
For when you leap from faith not sight.
You bloom and breed a self trust so true and divine.
Won't you shine? Won't you shine like the sun for me?
I see your beauty every time you let go
So let it show.
In these painted walls of architecture
We are not victims.
We are creators in the night!