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Thursday, June 23, 2005


   Lost in the world
Closed circuits a raging fire

destroys the innocents burning desire

Fatal loins buried the casket

Turnstiles build

Breaking the habbit

Brazen crows shed shadows of threats

Hallucinations grow in the field of death

Crimson puddle dipped in seclusion

Fairy tales height the fantasies of our delusion

Mother board collapsed within the palms of nonsense

In the infatuation of decreped arguments

Stalking shadows growing near

Closing in all consiousness

Deluting all fears

Succumb to betrayal

Realize its haunting presence

Sharp needles of a cactus pierce me

Acknowledgement has a lesson

Invisiblility is a lonely disease

Creep in the willows of the winds rapid speed

Hollow and empty renderless in thought

forthe coming of breath

reckless with guilt

Becoming of memories glance in the mirror

time casts its shadow

new life sheds a tear

Righteous are we human beings lost in ourselves

perfection is what we crave

imperfection is how we dwell

Hardships and endulging in the bliss of exhaustion

full calibration a pictures preparation that terminates the imagination.

Age creeps in faceless foes

Begotten truth lyes with lambs

the moon arises alongside wolves

Shattering howls bring forth the night's revenge

Casting a spell to break an hourglass's sand descends

second by second, step by step.

Raging fate watch us float down the river

Virus infection, hard drive fried

crusified technology

evolution denies in the very precision in the calculation subsides

Prey ammong the weak

Battle along the strong

Engulfing life's tender song

Sweet lullaby, lulls dreams

subconsious in a fluster

eyes drained at the seems

Crystals shatter in the mouth of soverienty

Peaceful re-enactments blending choices to destiny.

I wrote this a while ago but I thought that it would be the perfect start to my journey writing, getting back the old smell, and taste I once aquired from years of pain and heartache. I believe that over time and believeing that I will be able to write like this again will help me to be able to begin....

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