IndependentElement
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Mar 8, 2003
- Messages
- 121
Untitled Poem 1
I don't want to
God help me, I don't need this
You're my disease, you're my cancer
My sickness in life
My nightmare in sleep
Easy to get locked in
belligerent fucker
I found my sin
I found again and again and again
And I don't need you
I don't want it
Your poison skin
Keeps pushing in
And I found strength
I'll keep fighting til I win
This isn't over til it begins
Every goddamn word a sneak attack
Ignorance is what we lack
I found this
I own my birth right
Poison Bliss
Poisoned by the empirical bliss of the nightmare
All consuming fiery stares of hell
Anger awakened by the passing day
Push the rage, push the rage
Comatose in a haze
Reality unfolds around me
Covers me with senseless dreams
Touched by feeling, sitting in praise
In a psychedelic daze
Wondering a wanderer's stare at the incandescent air
Asphyxiated on life the sun shines bright
Touches all my sight
What a beautiful life
Untitled 2
Do you see the object of my eye
A barrel of cyanide
Do you feel the sadness of my space
Constantly misplaced
I stretch the colors now
So pretty they break
Shimmering iridescence. They feel the air
Blank look upon our stares
The lightning crashes break this space
Boiling hate, I lick to taste
Metallic shit on my tongue
Touch to feel, breath to lung
Inside this death; colliding
Ruptured spleen, collapsed lung
Gripping at the air
Pull me back, stare that stare
Last gasp, no air
Fuck this
dilated stare
I don't want to
God help me, I don't need this
You're my disease, you're my cancer
My sickness in life
My nightmare in sleep
Easy to get locked in
belligerent fucker
I found my sin
I found again and again and again
And I don't need you
I don't want it
Your poison skin
Keeps pushing in
And I found strength
I'll keep fighting til I win
This isn't over til it begins
Every goddamn word a sneak attack
Ignorance is what we lack
I found this
I own my birth right
Poison Bliss
Poisoned by the empirical bliss of the nightmare
All consuming fiery stares of hell
Anger awakened by the passing day
Push the rage, push the rage
Comatose in a haze
Reality unfolds around me
Covers me with senseless dreams
Touched by feeling, sitting in praise
In a psychedelic daze
Wondering a wanderer's stare at the incandescent air
Asphyxiated on life the sun shines bright
Touches all my sight
What a beautiful life
Untitled 2
Do you see the object of my eye
A barrel of cyanide
Do you feel the sadness of my space
Constantly misplaced
I stretch the colors now
So pretty they break
Shimmering iridescence. They feel the air
Blank look upon our stares
The lightning crashes break this space
Boiling hate, I lick to taste
Metallic shit on my tongue
Touch to feel, breath to lung
Inside this death; colliding
Ruptured spleen, collapsed lung
Gripping at the air
Pull me back, stare that stare
Last gasp, no air
Fuck this
dilated stare

