if i only knew what regret meant

yes, you're just listening to my boring rants

Sunday, August 24, 2008

much awaited

devils and saints alike
will die before the end
we laugh, we cry, we post online
till life from limb time does rend

tears and kisses
are naught but letters
the monitor is formidable
online we live and away you can cast
the awkward smiles behind the omnipresent mask

my life is but a joke (or is it?)
on the ground i lay broke
wings i seem to have lost
withering in the frost
under Your command i lie
waiting for the day i die

and the humming
the rocking and strumming
the singing of something
insomniac's blurring
visionary's glowing
discordian portals growing

high on life
abstain from the knife
have a smoke
be a rogue

what proof do i need
to show that i exist
amongst all your pretentious entities
and your mundane daily trysts

i walk among you
a fledgling of this state
i'm not tied to your small mistakes
for my mother's name is fate

i have naught to show
such things are left to bleed
dying as it exits a hollow shell
i reveal how much i really need

specters now i see
in reflections of my eyes
barricaded cries which yearn for ears
to break this final painful guise

content i'll now be
this snide, dejected wraith
oblivious to all my pain
i'm burdened to my faith

you don't need to see
to prove that i exist
my existence does not concern you
nor do my bleeding wrists

this i have to show
no diminutive repute
my self confidence speaks of who i am
what a pity that its mute

* * * * *
hoho first one for this skin! =)

astrocow
16:30


I am an object lost in space
I am fear without a face
I am future without meaning
I am helping without feeling

I am twisted and deranged
I am alone in this cage
I can help if help need be
But there's a monster inside of me

He fights for freedom and control
There's a monster in my soul
Leave me without knowing why
Or run the risk of losing your life

I'll care for you, wipe away your tears
And scare away your darkest fears
For darkness is my dearest friend
And with it all my time I spend

Left all alone in my cage
Anger gives its way to rage
I fight for freedom and control
From the monster in my soul

I am weak for I always lose
Madness the escape I choose
If you should meet me on the street
Know insanity is what you'll greet

Stay not long within my presence
For it'll strike you with a vengeance
Then we both shall slip down the slope
The slope of madness without hope


welcome to my humble abyss




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