Anyways thats my update... too stressed about work and my car to actually come up with any new pieces


Untitled 235The light brought to my door, Awestruck by the innocence. Making my life a bore, Purity had dulled my sense.Untitled 235
So I start life over now, Putting my trust in light. Much has been misconstrued, Now I live on to fight.
Through the darkness I go, With noone there by me. Only light is leading me, So that I can prevail.


Untitled 234For eternity it would seem that I rest, Only to be awaken once more, Blood flowing through my veins once again, My terror will be unrelenting, My darkness consuming all, Will anyone be able to break me, Break this curse that binds me...Untitled 234


Untitled 233Your thoughts are racing Good versus Evil What to do Whats right from wrong Carrying out A simple plan Only to have Failed Screams are heard From my head Calling to me Telling me What I should do They have reason To be here Crying to me Laying in a lake As my own ashes Just as they areUntitled 233


Lost ThoughtA thought races your mind Crossing at impossible speeds Never faultering from its path Determined to make it home Mirroring yourself in you mind A jagged picture will appear Trying to tell you something The it dies by your thought Like lightning in the sky A beautiful white display now Will it ever find its way To its own promised land Fear is never a thought nor Is it ever a real emotion A shadow is what its become Trying to find a new place It developes its own thought Now it will try to destroy you It escapes one night from you  Lost Thought


Family PathTo be in captivity, living in fear. As things get worse year by year. Hungry, tired, and weak. Trembling in fear each time the floor boards creak. Stepping over bodies in the street. Knowing that your friends, you never again may meet. Being shipped away like cattle. Hoping it was not an endless battle. To have no name only a number. Secretly praying you pass in your slumber. Having no tears left to cry. Not ever stopping to wonder why. Having forgotten how to smile. Yet managing to survive all the while. Being labeled not by your person, but by a yellow star.Family Path
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o an i like ur story "lost thought"
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It isn't for the artist, if they are truly any use, to beg the others to appreciate their art. ~Twist on Plato
careful were you click --> [link]
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I am a Prisoner of the True State of Mind
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It isn't for the artist, if they are truly any use, to beg the others to appreciate their art. ~Twist on Plato
careful were you click --> [link]
But you're my favorite emo person.
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I am a Prisoner of the True State of Mind
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I am a Prisoner of the True State of Mind
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Boo ... Are You Scared Yet?
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I am a Prisoner of the True State of Mind
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