The Spectacles of This Reality
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Deleted Salute You in Your Grave Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 2475 | by The Wicked Scent. The stench lingers as I decline The smell of blood that drowned my lungs; The addicting aroma that I loathingly loved; Forever inhaling a thing we call Death. Choke. Suffocating from the lack of air No oxygen to breathe, to waste, to share By people who inhale the things they destroy; Of having been strangled by a thing we call Death Scream. A Faltering voice caused by your anguish An infected larynx that no science can cure Though whispers has spoken louder than shrieks Still you chose to shout at a thing we call Death. Hurt. Vindicating but never relaxing A pain shared both by the living and the dying; Sinking in to never loving and always hating; Bittersweet hurt in a thing we call Death. Cut. No comfort sought in the words Of people who bore empty promises to their delight. A devil smiles in the midst of your suicide of self-pity As you wave hello to a thing we call Death. Bleed. A birthright in existing as human beings; You're weak and you think to heal is to bleed; You drain yourself by the pool of your own blood. Convicing what you need is a thing we call Death. Smile. Last chance to think of the best things Of the life you thought best to be dug six feet under. Laugh about the memories that flashed on your eyes Recollections to be stolen by a thing we call Death. Resist. Stronghold on the last breath of life thinking This is not the way and this won't be the end But you're getting what you thought you wanted Moment by moment, and you're a thing we call Death Death. Should I say goodbye? Or are you coming back to see what you lost? You used to believe in a thing we call death, The end turns out, now Death becomes you. |
Deleted Salute You in Your Grave Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 2475 | The Letterhead by The Wicked I have my eyes half open, Barely seeing things moving As I hold my felt-tip pen, To finish the letter I was writing. It wasn't much about me, Nor was it about you. All you'd see were dates Of my last days being with you. There were no written "hellos", Not even a simple "how are you". This letter wasn't about those things, It was about the "I must leave you". So I took another parchment, As my hands were shaking in lament, For I have no mouthful words to say 'cause they were meant to put you in dismay. For my every word, i shed a tear That made the letter so unclear. It's not because I'm not a good writer, My tears just made it look so blur. I've finished the letter now, And sorry for the smudges of red. I didn't mean to throw up on it. I just couldn't get out of the bed. And if ever you'd receive the letter, I want you to just remember That I used to make a no-good matter So this one is not their member. I wrote my location on the envelope If ever you wanted to visit me. And you would know the letter came form me If the heading says, "It's from the Cemetery." |
Deleted Salute You in Your Grave Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 2475 | This is a song I wrote... And from what I know songs are a kind of poetry... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dear Sweet Angel by The Wicked Dear Sweet Angel, Can you tell me where the end of the line begins? Cause I can’t seem to find a way to just go back I can’t find my home. I’m lost and I don’t know where to return. Oh loving mother, Do you know what it’s like to live a life selfishly? I’ve lived a life no different from the others. Will you forgive me? Please tell me there’s more to life than this Iniquity Dishonesty Infidelity From innocence to violence Where nothing is as pure anymore So if I have one reason to exist Please tell me now Before I hand myself to Him Comfort me the fact that there’s still hope And all is not lost All is not lost Dear Sweet Angel, Is it true when they say that living is worst than dying? That’s exactly how I feel about my life now And I resent it Can you find me away to turn this all around? And to my brothers, Are we any different at all on our insides? Still we wound ourselves when we keep on hurting each other And they won’t heal now Just promise me you’ll find away to – Ease the pains Stop this war Save this world from peril So what died before will live again And force me to survive before it’s too late So if I have one reason to resist my own extinction Let me hear you loud and clear Comfort me the hope for something new Where all is not lost All is not lost Father, Can you hear me? Cause I can’t hear you I can’t find you Father, Can you see me? Cause I can’t see you I can’t find you Come find us Come find us We need you I need you... Dear Sweet Angel? |
Deleted Salute You in Your Grave Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 2475 | Ceasefire by The WIcked Hand in hand there was no letting go I looked around and everything seemed right I recall those things from a distant past But now they’re gone. Gone. Just close your eyes and think of happy thoughts I know you’re scared, you must stay strong ‘Cause you know there’s nothing better than a brand new day And tonight. Tonight... Hold my hand tighter and we’ll make it tonight Just hold my hand tighter and we’ll make it tonight. ‘Cause there’s always something there Waiting for us in case we’re losing hope Don’t say it’s all over now, There’s always something left to think about And you know that it’s all that we wanted It’s all that we hoped for, it’s all that we asked, Nothing more. Dark and red are all that I can see I looked around but no one else was alive I’m bounded on the floor, I can’t hold on ‘Cause now they’re gone. Gone. Just wipe your tears but never hold them back I know it hurts, you must go on Cause you know there’s nothing better than a brand new day And tonight, Tonight.... Hold my hand tighter and we’ll make it tonight Just hold my hand tighter and we’ll make it tonight. ‘Cause there’s always something there Waiting for us in case we’re losing hope Don’t say it’s all over now, There’s always something left to think about And you know that it’s all that we wanted It’s all that we hoped for, it’s all that we asked, Nothing more. I know things might get to the worst And tomorrow, we may not be there. But it doesn’t matter now... It really doesn’t matter now... ‘Cause there’s always something there Waiting for us in case we’re losing hope Don’t say it’s all over now, There’s always something left to think about And you know that it’s all that we wanted It’s all that we hoped for, it’s all that we asked, Nothing more. It’s all that we wanted It’s all that we hoped for, it’s all that we asked, Nothing more... Hand In hand there is no letting go. Now look around... It’s a brand new day. |
Deleted Salute You in Your Grave Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 2475 | Genuine Faux You're far too kind And it scares me the most. Behind those oh so innocent grin, I know the evil lies way deep within. Unscathed, so immaculate Nothing has ever touched your virgin skin How about I burn the flesh inside you? Served on a sizzling hot plate. So pretty yet so delicate No man has ever tasted those pink curved lips Dainty fingers that seductively touches A man who's vulnerable under you spell. You smile like an angel But you're worse than the devil Prententious, conniving And intentionally inviting You turn the sober to a drunkard And a sinner to a saint. And they're all under your spell, Doing everything as you bid. Slowly but surely you take their souls, Devour them to satisfy your own You've made them ignorant... but I know better. They treat you like a goddess But I know you better You seem so real, so true - A genuine... Oh yes, a genuine faux indeed No matter how many people you fool, you will never fool me. |
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