Death Whispered A Lullaby

Whispers around you
Choking your every thought
Where are they coming from?
That’s the only question you’ve got.

They keep telling they need your aid
They pull down your sleeve,
They take you by the hand
You can’t handle this, and try to leave.

But they just won’t lay back
They want more and more
You don’t hear whispers, but another question:
What are you there for?

Then, they just stop
And you hear a whisper that’s slow and mild
It’s the one you wanted to hear, the death’s one saying:
Sleep my child!

Schizophrenic Conversations

What do you want from me?
Why are you coming with your problems?
Can I really out of the box see?
Do you really think I’ve got all the answers?

You are the ones who can’t look further!
You are the ones who can’t use you intuition!
You are the ones who can’t try harder!
You are the ones who can’t get free from your own exhibition!

How could you aware not be
That life, life deprives
How could let a broken thing like me
Be the leader of your lives?

Tattered and Torn

If in an hour the end of the world was near
What would you most fear?
Fear of not knowing
Where your soul is going?

Fear of not achieving lifetime dreams?
Fear of not repenting your sins?
Fear of being alone
Fear of maggots eating your flesh till the bone?

Fear of telling yourself it’s just a lie
Fear of knowing you’ll never again cry
Fear of saying to all goodbye?
No. It’s just the fear that you’ll perish and die.

Ode To The Recycle Bin Icon

It is always so full of files and folders
All you have to do is press Delete and Yes
But if you don’t want them to be here
Just press Delete and Shift
And every file and folder from you computer will forever disappear.

[ This poem is just a joke and should be taken as such. It's an English homework, in fact :P For more info about how it all started, check the poem 'Ode To A Jar Of Pickles' and also Ireene's thing Ode To A Toothpick ]

Me Birthday [ Irish style :D ]

Yeah, it's my birthday... A big 1 and 7 there. Not feeling special. Should I? Oh, I should? Damn...

Still annoyed [ and annoying ], sad, fucked up, 6-houred sleeper, maths-homework hater, KoRn freak&lover, messy-and-all-over-the-face hair, school-desk sleeper, headbanger, trying-a-lot-to-grawl , metal-hand-shower, hugging-a whole-damn-lot, yawning-even-a-more-damn-lot, Edgar Allan Poe fan and many other things that I really can't think of right now.

But I've changed in the past few months, so let's see how I'm going to change from now on. Hugging all my friends, all who aren't my friends, all the people that read this, and everybody :D >:D<

And this is a video that I absolutely XOXOXOXOX and I hope that you will too :P

Zombie

Bang! That was the sound of your heart breaking.
Like a mirror
Smashed into million pieces.

You’re stupefied, you look at them on the floor
And don’t seem to recognize them anymore.

You get down on your knees
Trying to put them back together.
And you just hope and say ‘Please
Don’t do that again! Ever!’

She’s very fragile
As well as the box she's in
Don’t lose her sight,
Know everywhere she has been
Wants to run away? Don’t let her…

A minute ago, something banged!
The next one, a girl was found hanged.

fully movement (response to 'idle movement')

This fluffiness is killing you! You can't stand it anymore! There has to be more than this... The door... Yeah, you want to reach it, but you can't... You wish you could! You just wish... Hey, what are you talking about? You can! And you will! Just get up!

You throw your blanket away, stand straight. You look at your feet, you look at the door, and try to stay upright. You can! You really can! Then you go to the door and realize that it's what you have been wanting for a long time...You did it! Now, the moment you have been waiting for, the promise you made... The killing of your physical and mental killer...

SOAD

This is a post for every SOAD fan... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This can't be true! I mean, it's about SOAD! They can't split! Please, no! *crying*

If you like SOAD, please vote up right. It will show how many people really like them :D

Idle movement

Your fluffy bed... You have been waiting a long time for this... You wanted a break from all the fuss that was going around you, which was like a fly that always went on your forehead and couldn't be killed.

Now, you get the rest that you need... A rest from your daily activities, maybe... Your body is in pain. You feel like crap. You just wanted a rest, not this. Your thoughts are running, as you stay in your bed and stare at the circles of smoke, but your body can't run. Every movement of yours is painful. You didn't want it. Yeah, life isn't great, who said that it was, but this? Why?

It is driving you mad. You remember how life was before. You hated it then, but now you hate it even more. You wish death to life. You wish death to your physical and mental killer.

[ :( ]

Free will

A man was in an abyss, staying in the present. He was holding two ropes, the rope of the future and the rope of the past. He got up the rope of the past, because it was easier to climb. He reached the top, but a voice told him that he should go back in the present. So, he climbed down the rope and got to the same point he was before. He then went up the rope of the future. The same voice told him to go back in the present. That’s what he did. And there he let go of the ropes.

No human feelings

No human feelings, remember?
Remember the hatred that you mustn’t unfold?
No word must be tender
Instead, you must be cold.

Look at them smiling pathetically
Are their smiles even true?
Ever person acts like that, generally
Every person, except you.

You felt that some time ago
Yeah, you haven’t forgotten
But now you sank a whole lot low
And your soul has rotten.

The Mirror

She’s very careful
She’s looking to her left and to her right
She’s looking up
She cannot express her fright.

But she continues
It’s not over yet
She’s walking past the bodies
Still no regret.

‘It’s easy!’ she thinks
‘You just have to watch out.’
She laughs and walks faster
No worry, there’s no doubt.

A few steps pass,
And a body takes her ankle hold
One mistake, just one
Was needed to make her old.

She screams, she moves her foot
It finally lets it go
She continues
So…

As time passes
The bodies still touch her
And by every touch
She is elder and elder.

Now, she’s too old
One more mistake can be fatal
She keeps walking cautiously
Till she reaches the end of the hall.

There’s the mirror!
She can see all
She can see her pathetic life
She can see she is tall.

She can see she is fat
She can see she is thin
She can see she is ugly
She can see her every sin.

This is not the mirror!
It’s a fake
This is not the mirror
For fuck’s sake!

She was supposed to see
Tiredness, thirst
All of her struggles
Expect all of the worst.

Depression, black thoughts
Sadness, anger, confusion
Guilt, starvation, uselessness
Underestimation, desolation.

Fright, faith, misanthropy
Powerless, disgust
Hopelessness, stupidity
And let’s not forget lust.

But there was nothing of these.
It showed even fame.
She wanted to see her life
That’s why she wanted to play this sick game.

So, she bashed the mirror
This, she could not stand
She fell down, breathless
She fell down, next to the dead.