No, I'm not dead.Ugh. Life.
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To wake in the witching hour.A memory can haunt As horrid as dreams, in the time between breaths, Staring into the black, Wondering if the apparitions Are real or are shades. If the nightmares fled Or are merely waiting For the lids to close For the breath to steady For the mind to go Back into theirs hands. Or are they fading, Maybe hiding, or lost Behind the light of a memory. Or of a dream.To wake in the witching hour.
by ~Talex-1
To Celebrate or MournTo find that all the world stopped gleaming And to spend your whole life dreaming For a place that fell to piecesTo Celebrate or Mourn
Long before what is was born. That the long awaited slumber
Fell in hands of drunken tumblers Whose masters beat them senseless
And their thoughts tumbled to the floor. With all of your hope flowing
With no sign of ever showing To cease it's steady failings When being used what it's made for. To return to senseless makings When the page is always breaking And the spinning stops for nothing
Till it twists you to the core. The Windmi
by ~Talex-1
The FadePray you wake before you dream, Finding solace in the screams Of all who came before youThe Fade
In the gray of what may seem. Your self-made walls will start to shake And your mind will begin it's dreadful break When all that you were told was real
Starts to meld within the fake. When the rules of reality start to bend And all that's Known comes to and end And the eyes of each and every friend
begin turning a deadly shade, Fabricate reasons not to run In this morphine maze you've just begun In the wake of all you've seen and done Whilst you sidestep through
by ~Talex-1
ReassuranceClimb aboard into your mindReassurance
And take it for a spin, See if you can name the streets, Or find the color that they're in. Try to make sense of the symbols, And memorize all the signs,
and remember all the turns, And all the flashes, scents, and chimes. See how well you know yourself, And keep up with your beat. Say 'Merry Christmas' if you want to And burn through all the heat. Said it once and say it twice, Say it a thousand times, Don't become a carbon copy, Or a repeat of a rhyme. Fall into no one's step or tune, And follow no one's lead.
by ~Talex-1
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- Current Residence: Pick a spot.
- Interests: Games, RPG's, Writings, Music, Teen Titan Comics, and Astronomy!
- Favourite movie: Nightmare before Christmas
- Favourite band or musician: Goo Goo Dolls
- Favourite genre of music: Any Rock
- Favourite artist: My friends.
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allan Poe
- Favourite style of art: Free style!
- MP3 player of choice: Zen V
- Shell of choice: The ones with Ghosts in them!
- Favourite game: FFIX!!! BEATRIX RULEZ J0!!!
- Favourite gaming platform: Playstation(All)
- Personal Quote: Dream Big. Dream True. But most of all, Dream.
- Tools of the Trade: A Pen. I can write on anything. Anywhere.
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"Can you feel it? The water curtain, silken smooth that teases and escapes, but does not quench the thirst only by drinking it?"
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You're Just Jealous. Because The VOICES only talk to me...
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"Can you feel it? The water curtain, silken smooth that teases and escapes, but does not quench the thirst only by drinking it?"
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"Can you feel it? The water curtain, silken smooth that teases and escapes, but does not quench the thirst only by drinking it?"
I'm gonn have to watch this space.
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"I don't write my poems, I /am/ my poems." ~John Zubryd 2009
I'd like to hope that my poems cheer up soon, they've been pretty donw recently.
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