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I feel nothing.The numbness is almost comforting
The feeling of absolutely nothing
No sadness, no anger
Just dead silence
I couldn't care less for his reply
I couldn't care less if he's gone for good
No nervousness, no fear
Just emptiness
My life just goes on, the days drag by
My cuts don't get worse, nor do they improve
No worries, not anxious
I feel nothing.

CharcoalI light up all the words you say.
I turn them into birds of prey.
No backing down.
It's the judgement day.
Happy birthday! Aren't we a fact!?

The silence is now louder,
And we are samer than the others.
Though the fire now burns quieter,
We're nothing but fighting brothers.

So I light up all the words you say.
I turn them into birds of prey.
No backing down.
It's the judgement day.
Happy birthday! Aren't we a fact!?

Aren't we lovers? Aren't we a fact?
Let's find a new fate.

Somewhere

people

don't

know

our

The Pixelated Mani am just a single pixel,
a tiny dot on the digital canvas of my life,
a speck of grey in a sea of color,
a whirlpool of life and frivolity,
yet the sea is far away,
i am but a single pixel on a blank canvas,
a single pixel can never see a bigger picture,
yet somehow i am okay this way,
a single solitary pixel,
and yet all the same i cling to hope,
i hope that one day i will be joined by other pixels,
so that we may form a beautiful picture,
a special little masterpiece

lostI see them slip one by one, all my dreams

Try so hard to catch them, but they dance away it seems.

I don’t want my friends to be my only source of hope

I don’t want to hurt myself anymore just to cope.

This life hasn’t turned out the way I wanted it to be

I’m scared of a future I’m not sure I want to see.

Everyday I feel more confused, feel even more lost

I want to die but I’m not sure if its worth the cost~

Have you seen that girlHave you seen that girl
With the yellow clothing
Running around, making too much noise?

I’m afraid I haven’t
I’ve seen the girl in blue though
She was calm, yet seemed troubled

What’re you talking about
I’ve only seen the girl in black
Packed with danger, yet kept to herself

Ah, were you guys just talking about me?

They all turned
To find the girl
The color they each want to see
For she is nothing
But
A mirror
That shows what you want to see
But never
Revealing the hidden part inside

Dear momThirteen years are far too long.
I think of your favorite song
and I sit here this day,
thinking what would be the best to say.

I miss you, more then most know.
I remember the way your eyes used to glow.
Waking up each morning, to the smell of coffee and smoke,
there you sat, in your morning cloak.

One day I will paint, I'll paint you in blue.
For you are my sky, that will always be true.
I think of the days filled with happiness and smiles,
the way you made us feel, could be seen for miles.

The little things I wish I remembered,
the way you laughed, what you would have worn in December.
How it felt to fall a sleep next to you,
but one day

wading in deeperI've never told you
about this fear
and it is proof of cowardice
how I dare speak of it
when you're not here
I've never put it into words
before, but maybe you've seen it
in the way I look at you
or silently plead for your hand
to hold
it says
please
don't leave me
alone
because you are
the most precious soul
and without you here
I forget how to breathe
and drown

Consider It a DiseaseIs like a bomb that's about to hit
A errie thought that takes over
When life get hard
We give up
Therefore it seems like death is the only answer
You wish your friends and family can stop you
But only you can stop yourself
Don't let negatively become a disease
You're stronger then that
Life will get better down the road
Is the truth but only so few can believe in so

Be happy, my baby girl.I don’t know when you’ll be reading this, my sweetheart
But what daddy is about to tell you will help you understand him a little

Your father is a complex, but loving and caring man
He always tried to help his friends and loved ones whenever he could, even if it was at the cost of himself
But that isn’t the best thing one can do
It got him hurt a lot by people he would have never thought to be hurt by
Luckily daddy has gone through it all, just so he could teach you to be different
Listen to me baby girl, it took daddy not long to figure out what life is
What life is ment to be, and what its true purpose is

He was depresse

Your Skin to that BladeYour Skin to that Blade

You take your skin to that blade
That thin piece of sharp metal
To go beneath your skin.

That moment when you feel that rush
The rush of a red river
flowing down your wrist
The release of your demons.

Weather it's across the stream
or down the street
That first slice becomes an addiction
Addiction of ecstasy when you
bring your skin to that blade.

The next day people are asking you
"Why are you wearing a long sleeve shirt in this weather"
with your reply of "I'm just cold."
When you fill your wrists with bracelets
or the “my cat scratched me” excuse.

You will say anything believable just so
yo

Stone Heartkneeling on rough ground,
the tears fall from my face,
collecting in a chalice beneath your feet,
feel the melodic rhythm of my heart in every drop,
and sate your thirsty lips upon the cool water,
drink your fill from the wellspring of my love,
but do not be surprised once the well runs dry,
and my heart becomes like stone,
and beats no more

Still searching for youthe skyline has been torn open again
as it released the cold cold rain
water rises into a river so deep
drowning me just leave me to sleep

i slowly start to open my eyelids
and look to where the light once hid
the darkness now surrounds the sky
as these rivers now run dry

I take a walk on the streets without names
as my blood freezes within my veins
my lips start to slowly turn blue
im at the end but im still searching for you

so i walk through the valley of death
as i savoir my very last breath
my lungs feel so full but there so empty
ill die to see the beauty i used to see

LiveI'm Rio that needs a hero.

Take this knife out of my chest or leave me bleeding with out a bulletproof vest.

Am I a angel or a demon? something in me is emotional and hidden.

Somethings are unwritten and out spoken. A fire is in me.

Water calms the flames of rage. To much water kills the flame that is in a cage.

The bird still sings in it's tortured state of mind. Trying to find peace inside.

Peace is is wish for being so blind. Because peace is at his bedside.

Between the darkened heart and pent up rage. The sun is rising off the waves.

A new day rises another one sets. I'm letting go of this soulless regret.

This is for my own good

Never LastsNever Lasts

I fall so hard
I fall so fast
But I already know
It never lasts

Love is a circle?
No, Love is a line
There is always an end
What about "Love is kind"?

Kind at the start
Perhaps the "patient" thing, too
But all that goes away
And you'll be left feeling blue

I'm better off alone
I'm better off lost
Why fall for love
When it comes with a cost?

Don't fall so hard
Don't fall so fast
My wise words to you
"It will never last"

Dead RingerThere is a sound which catches both the eyes and the ears,
A sound that penetrates the darkest caves and alleyways,
One that engulfs you in its entirety no matter how loud or soft,
That carries a melody of the soul, a message for only you to hear.

A sound which turns and stops you in your tracks, a warm shiver spreading down your spine,
The kind of sound that forces you to think about life and about dreams and about why you’re here and...
Where you’re going and how you’re going to get there?
The kind of sound that isolates you from the world...

On an impersonally quiet walk to the bus stop, in the middle of autumn,
A sound

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Not SurePeople I've met along the path
That tests us all, burning wrath
Nobody will write my epitaph
When I wander, a lost seraph

I've been drifting unknown ages
It's a change from the bar of the cages
You think that you know what rage is
My books gone in the wind, can you find the pages

Who I was, what I seemed to be
My syndical ideology
How only in death was a slave free
Only the whip heard my plea

The past no longer resides in my head
Im quite sure lived longer dead
Memories slip like the blood I bled
At the masters hand, oh how I pled

I feel much better being alone
This vast expanse not a soul know
But I guess i will condone

NoXNoX

The question remains, what am I
Existing on the fringe of reality
On a razor's edge, the end is nigh
Sitting, questioning my morality

Im not of blood
Yet not of mind
Can't escape realities flood
My company's leaving me behind

I'll be forgotten
Left in the escapades of youth
When found again the corpse will be rotten
Words to describe my time will be uncouth

Describing me
An endless paradoX
I'm a subconscious deity
To the world, I am NoX

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Silence

by ~c0mpleX-simplicitY, Dec 29, 2012, 4:20:23 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Urban & Spoken Word

On: Silence
They say that silence is golden
They can't see silence like I
They don't know what silence is mold'in
They can't hear silence cry
They think silence is heroic
They'd be disappointed, silence is stoic

Silence is transparent
Transcending inherent
Bounds of social strata
Serving emotion on a silver platta
Silence is loathing
Jesus can't give a poor man clothing
Silence is depression
Abandoned fires of aggression
Silence is pain
The wreckage of a crashed plane

But silence is dope
Silence is hope
Silence is god, Jesus and hell, the pope

Silence is the genesis and revelations
Are you starting to see my summations

Of course not,

Silenceby ~c0mpleX-simplicitY

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Urban & Spoken Word

Here's a very unstructured look at some of the thought that's been going on in my mind for some time. I've been away from the Internet for a bit and took that time to rethink some things that I thought I knew but decided weren't complete truths yet. It's nice to come to some sort of realization on these kinds of thoughts, more of then than not, in the completion of a thought more questions arise, yet, is any thought ever complete?

~JqotD Jan 1, 2013 Student General Artist

I'll skip the biblical beating over this. I just hope you find your answers

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