Crash

I am me, I am you, I am what I shall be, I am what I am,
Lost within the stilled motion of running to where I stand,
You are my perfect lie, I am no longer the truth you demand,
I shall be patient and shelter my purity beneath this cursed land.

If each hair on me is a painful song I've led,
If each hair on me is another burden I've bled,
If each hair on me is a happy thought turned dead,
Then mark my shoulders, and put scars on my shaved head.

Crash into me, rid me of you,
I am your mistake, you are mine, too.

Crash into me, save me of us,
I am your mistake, you are my lust.

Feel the sunrise on your neck, for it is another new day,
Feel the whispers on your ear, listen to the secrets we say,
Feel the gentle needles piercing, a new path into life... a new way,
Feel the time diminish and deplete, only then shall you begin to pray.

One morning I shall wake, stretching my arm on the horizon entire,
Opening my hand to witness a black flower blooming to inspire,
A deadly vector that seeks the warmth of your burning fire,
A confession of a king's love... unconditional to his burning poetic empire.

Crash into me, rid me of you,
I am your mistake, you are mine, too.

Crash into me, save me of us,
I am your mistake, you are my lust.

Water in our eyes, hides away our most unfaithful disguise,

Water in our eyes, makes us forget our most desperate cries,

Water in our eyes, brings forth the longest of sighs,

Water in our eyes, holds back the effective of lies.

Persistence vs. Existence

The more I walk, the more I see you in every face,
Where have you gone? I can find of you no single trace,
Save me of this love, or run my everlasting hate race,
Must you live in my heart, and in no other obsolete place?

If you were in a rain drop, I'd catch you as you formulate and fall,
If you were years away, I'd scream your name... and to it I shall call,
If you were in a happy tear, I'd cry for nothing... just nothing at all,
If you were but a reach too far... my sorrow would grow me... ever so tall.

People tell me not to worry about it, and how I waste my precious time,
Then I come home... and find myself unchallenged... by not a single rhyme,
It happens at the thought of you, stepless ladders you've made me climb,
To see you for but a moment, is worth living an eternity visionless and blind.

I shall continue my quest for you, and dare I insist?
Only if you shall ask of me, I shall cease to persist,
In me but one recurring thought, that I cannot resist,
The thought of your form, and if you even exist.

Paranoia

He watches me... the essence of my sin,
He marks my shaved head... and sprays his graffiti within.

His voice speaks to me, telling me things I cannot question,
Including his presence... and the reasons to his contagious infection.

Select me, convince me, use me, and when it's over... consume my energy,
Overwhelm me with cold chains, deprive me of friendship to my enemy.

"Raven, I see you." So his whispers would claim,
Please... go back from where you came... stop calling me by that cursed name!

But the world moves higher, as I fall down into the darkness of a hell hole,
I can feel my soul... In a room so black it would turn white the darkest of coal.

As I hit bottom, my body is lifted, my hands held high and far apart,
My legs suffer the same fate; the sight of me is nothing less then familiar art.

His presence gives me flashes of rusted knives and whispers of the dead,
I feel such blades skimming people's lies and abuses off my shaved head.

Free to lance by night, shackled of movement by day,
Watching over my shoulders, this is his will... this is his work... this is his way.

Go away... go away... go away... damn it... damn you... leave me alone!
I see you in my sleep... I feel you when I'm weak... I hear you in my tone!

Stay away... stay away... stay away... I hate you... you... monstrous... freak!
Make me swim an ocean... opposite a raging river... drown me in a creek!

Make me fear... make me paranoid... make me say unthinkable things,
My physics is your mathematical theory of how much to your joy my pain brings.

This demon will soon be gone... this demon will soon be diminished,
But such would only be... when I'm dead, or when my writer's ink is finished.



Writer's Notes:
You must think I'm pretty messed up. ;P
This was written in the tongue of someone who is paranoid of sins and karma.
Hope I did a good job! xD
If you still think I have problems, I assure you I don't. If you still don't believe me, then I guess you have some serious trust issues. Good luck with that!

Immortal

I am immortal, it is written in my eyes, it is written on my head
Born of rising glory, loyal to blood that flows from truth unsaid
I fear not death, but what is left undone when my body lays dead
Hand me thy knife of lies, I shall stab myself truthfully instead.

I am immortal, relevant to neither a timeline nor a lifespan
No one will ever break me, none who live try, none who live can
Merged with the power of will, I posses not the weakness of man
A descendant, ascending from the miles of questions I've ran.

I am immortal, you cannot name me, not in this generation
Do not read about me, relieve and spare me of your concentration
I am everyone and everything, thus impenetrable to penetration
Stand in my way, and I shall rid your soul of an unseen revelation.

I am immortal, I must believe so, I must become one with serenity
Respect yourself, respect your ally... and at all cost, respect my enemy
I am what I am, this mask will remain true to my cold hearted identity
Dare not seek to annihilate the seeker of your last and final amenity.

I am immortal, I seek only to give what the reach of your arm can take
Dare you misunderstand me, such is not less than an immortal mistake
Immortal is but a term for one who lives without growing an aging flake
My immortality lives in recurring dreams of sleepers long after they wake.

I am immortal, this writer describes me so very well
He seems to leave you wondering, and lost in thought you shall dwell
Does he speak of a pathway seeker to heaven? Or a chaos bringer of hell?
Destiny is a higher power, for those who believe that time will soon tell.

Schizophrenia

Dear sin, please come here, I have something to say
I've decided it is time you left, you're unwelcome to stay
You've followed me for too long, thus, you must go away
I've changed... which is why you must leave today.

Dear father, I could not have asked for a better dad
I keep kissing your head, hoping that I'd make you glad
You're proud of me, though I've sometimes made you sad
Dad... I'm sorry I wasn't the son you've wished to have had.

Dear tears, you've visited almost every single night
I still don't know what went wrong when all was right
You were there when it was dark and stayed till there was light
I've wasted your time by bringing you to this pointless fight.

Dear heart, I'd thank you if you weren't the target of all my hate
You've let them step on my soul and used my emotions as bait
You told me she'd come, and I've been tortured through this wait
You've failed to grow hard and cold... and it is already too late.

Dear self, you've energy and potential, stop this mindless lance!
Wake up; you're blaming yourself in an insanely big poetic trance!
It is as if you're two different people conflicting in an inevitable dance!
You've a life... so do something while you've something to enhance.