Familiar feelings begin to swell
All the anger and the sadness I have come to know so well
When I listen closely all I hear are my own screams
I'm choking on the dust of all my long lost buried dreams
I recognize these walls but they feel empty and lonely
This place feels like a graveyard but it used to be home to me
A broken heart's a sharper pain than broken glass on skin
The only thing that feels as real as the scars I keep within
I recognize these eyes but they feel empty and lonely
I don't recognize myself because you used to be home to me
What did I ever do to deserve your wrath?
I couldn't piece myself together, couldn't follow your
I fill my lungs with wasted breath
Inhale my words till there's no more left
All I do is hurt; hell, I almost killed you
I would say I'm sorry but words just aren't enough
I'm one exhale away from destroying what I love
These lungs are burning for relief; hell, now they're killing me
I know there's no force on earth that could ever change me
I could pretend and I could lie, but then who would I be?
I'd sooner suffocate than put her back in danger
I held onto the words that could have saved her
I regret most the words I didn't say
I'm losing consciousness... I'm one exhale away...
Oh look! This books cover is torn and worn and tattered
I guess that means the words written inside don't even matter
Because the cover is the first and only thing that I saw
I know everything about it, I don't need to read it all
So you decide the book is bad before you ever crack the cover
You think, “Judging books is pretty easy, judging people can't be tougher”
Judging others by their scars is your life threatening addiction
It's my life, it's my story, not your favorite work of fiction...
There's a whole person here that you sum up with a glance
Instead of giving me this hell, why can't you just give me a chance?
I feel like my whole life can be described as the right place at the wrong time.
I try everyday to read between the lines, to find the right words so I can redefine myself.
Each and every subtle sign I see is changing the person I thought I ought to be.
Out of sight out of mind, yes, I am out of my mind and out of silver tongued white lies I disguise behind my sad eyes.
These truths are the how's and why's of everyday I feel small and misguided, flawed but undivided.
I claw madly at the dream that has fiendishly eluded me for years despite my frustrations and brown-eyed tears.
So what if I'm a little bit unorthodox?
My life will not be
No matter how many breaths I take I just can’t breathe
Even though I’m missing you, you’re not missing me
Vainly cry a thousand tears; they won’t change a thing
Either pull myself together or just pull up my sleeves
Reach for the only friend I have who will never leave
Arguing with emotions I keep locked away within
Giving in as they surge against my fraying nerve
Against my will, against my mind, against my separated skin
I only cut deep enough to feel the scream inside
Never deep enough to bleed, never deep enough to die
Did you know that you’re the reason my heart’s under lock and key?
Because I’m terrified of losing another part of me.
You’re the only person that I ever let inside.
I never thought you’d steal my heart then hang me out to dry.
I’m not someone you love, I’m just someone you forgot
I remember back when I was someone worth a second thought
I don’t know what to say or what I should believe
Did I push you away, or did you choose to leave?
We’re no good for each other but my heart still beats your name
We’ve not spoken in forever; I don’t know how much you’ve changed
I want
There's only so much I can put myself through
Before I find my breaking point
I don't want to die, but if you asked me to
I can only push myself so far
Without frustration setting in
I'm so sick of these old scars
And how you crawl beneath my skin
You're in my heart, you're in my blood
You're every feeling like a flash flood
I'm not strong enough to let you go
But still too weak to make you stay
I'd sooner die than let this be
And watch you as you fade away
There's only so much I can put myself through
To keep my mind well away from you
Familiar feelings begin to swell
All the anger and the sadness I have come to know so well
When I listen closely all I hear are my own screams
I'm choking on the dust of all my long lost buried dreams
I recognize these walls but they feel empty and lonely
This place feels like a graveyard but it used to be home to me
A broken heart's a sharper pain than broken glass on skin
The only thing that feels as real as the scars I keep within
I recognize these eyes but they feel empty and lonely
I don't recognize myself because you used to be home to me
What did I ever do to deserve your wrath?
I couldn't piece myself together, couldn't follow your
I fill my lungs with wasted breath
Inhale my words till there's no more left
All I do is hurt; hell, I almost killed you
I would say I'm sorry but words just aren't enough
I'm one exhale away from destroying what I love
These lungs are burning for relief; hell, now they're killing me
I know there's no force on earth that could ever change me
I could pretend and I could lie, but then who would I be?
I'd sooner suffocate than put her back in danger
I held onto the words that could have saved her
I regret most the words I didn't say
I'm losing consciousness... I'm one exhale away...
Oh look! This books cover is torn and worn and tattered
I guess that means the words written inside don't even matter
Because the cover is the first and only thing that I saw
I know everything about it, I don't need to read it all
So you decide the book is bad before you ever crack the cover
You think, “Judging books is pretty easy, judging people can't be tougher”
Judging others by their scars is your life threatening addiction
It's my life, it's my story, not your favorite work of fiction...
There's a whole person here that you sum up with a glance
Instead of giving me this hell, why can't you just give me a chance?
I feel like my whole life can be described as the right place at the wrong time.
I try everyday to read between the lines, to find the right words so I can redefine myself.
Each and every subtle sign I see is changing the person I thought I ought to be.
Out of sight out of mind, yes, I am out of my mind and out of silver tongued white lies I disguise behind my sad eyes.
These truths are the how's and why's of everyday I feel small and misguided, flawed but undivided.
I claw madly at the dream that has fiendishly eluded me for years despite my frustrations and brown-eyed tears.
So what if I'm a little bit unorthodox?
My life will not be
No matter how many breaths I take I just can’t breathe
Even though I’m missing you, you’re not missing me
Vainly cry a thousand tears; they won’t change a thing
Either pull myself together or just pull up my sleeves
Reach for the only friend I have who will never leave
Arguing with emotions I keep locked away within
Giving in as they surge against my fraying nerve
Against my will, against my mind, against my separated skin
I only cut deep enough to feel the scream inside
Never deep enough to bleed, never deep enough to die
Did you know that you’re the reason my heart’s under lock and key?
Because I’m terrified of losing another part of me.
You’re the only person that I ever let inside.
I never thought you’d steal my heart then hang me out to dry.
I’m not someone you love, I’m just someone you forgot
I remember back when I was someone worth a second thought
I don’t know what to say or what I should believe
Did I push you away, or did you choose to leave?
We’re no good for each other but my heart still beats your name
We’ve not spoken in forever; I don’t know how much you’ve changed
I want
There's only so much I can put myself through
Before I find my breaking point
I don't want to die, but if you asked me to
I can only push myself so far
Without frustration setting in
I'm so sick of these old scars
And how you crawl beneath my skin
You're in my heart, you're in my blood
You're every feeling like a flash flood
I'm not strong enough to let you go
But still too weak to make you stay
I'd sooner die than let this be
And watch you as you fade away
There's only so much I can put myself through
To keep my mind well away from you
I, the wizard of randomisms. by tirasunil, literature
Literature
I, the wizard of randomisms.
The castle of the dead is
a beautiful and burning thing
of scars left unsigned:
regret is a blank page and
innocence is bliss, but
take no one's word for it -
bullets of abstraction are
interrupting the fall of
symphonies of dreams
(telephones and cortisone,
antiseptic and postage stamps,
a spell caster's practice)
- a cat fest bone deep,
stenciled smiles on paper hearts,
death in the rain. So,
I demand that you live for me,
my manic pixie dream,
on an autumn night with thoughts of dying:
think of me when you're out there,
my sehnsucht,
my scintillae,
until you stop growing old.
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Today was Russ' birthday. 4 years old :la:
I think all but two of his gifts were Thomas the Tank Engine related :lol: That's his thing now; it used to switch between monster trucks and trains, and now it's all about Thomas.
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Hi! My name is Ryan, but you can call me Voki. I'm a 22 year old guy who also exists! I like good things like pizza and cats, and dislike bad things like not texting back for an hour even though we were JUST replied to my last message and, like, .murder, or whatever. I'm, uh, I'm going to go and make streams and do videos. Feel free to stay for a while or move along to your next video, I'm sure we'll meet again someday. Thanks for stopping by!
Favourite Movies
Boondock Saints, Balto, The fox and the hound...
Favourite TV Shows
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Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Hollywood Undead, BMTH, Skillet, RED, Eyes Set To Kill, Three Days Grace, Linkin Park, Breaking Benjamin...
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Hey, just wanted to drop by and say that while I haven't read everything, the poems I have read are very beautiful and real. I appreciate you sharing them )