What my mind thinks!

A time of lust has fallen before us true pain and hurt we now can see. Misfortune seems to dwell in our hearts when love is all we seek. Forsaken by those less tormented souls we walk a lonely road. They shall reach their death toll sooner then they intend. This is not what I wish upon their soul but what I think could be. For love can only behold upon the worthy. My soul you see is not worthy to speak to thee so I am just giving my statement right before I flee. Crud thus goes those who no believe in me and let thin feel my odium but who am I to say such things for I am only man. Trustful thinking in mine hurt make me wonder off. Love and vengeance that’s not quit far apart helps me keep in touch. I’ve strayed once but never again shall I leave the side I chose. What side your thinking could that be for there are many galore? Well the side I chose is the opposite of yours and no that doen’t makes me evil. Yet you should think more in mind and stay away from those demons. I’ve ran away from those demons that do hound were I can not utter. I must tell you that each time I did face it they became harder to evade. I’m thoughtless on many things but as you see I am vivid as well. I know many things you see that will one day be brought to light. I’m willing and I’m able to tell you all those things. Are you capable of hearing each form me?

Scorn and Rage!

I’m sharing love with many. This love has plenty of my soul to feed off as it grows with each whim. Each breathe I take breathes life into this diseased feeling that can neither wither nor grow for its form is not to be extended not in this world. This world is not mine for I am not an entity from it. Curses me for that may be why I do not understand the customs of heartfelt moments people do go through. I do not see why love is of need. Why hate is nothing but pure greed, which people use to feed their unworthy lives. I force all my anger for it needs to be released into the wild. A calming bird I once were, but only when I was a child. No more am I such an innocent flame but a blaze which can never be tamed. I spiral thought with head held high as if I where an angel that has fallen from the sky. I spread my joy but my mind does not understand why. I can not be seen as an out cast of undesired want but I am seen as though I am all but needed to flaunt. I seem to have no path originally picked so my own was created by my hands and yet I know I have a destiny. How can I get to it? I question my every move wanting more from this land. This world where I am stranded and have no home I do ask for its grief. My love, my hate, my fear, my hurt, my pain all fragments of my desire. What do all of it mean why am I fated not to have the answers I need? Where should I turn to for my what is needed to be free?

One Tear!

One tear falls down the check bone; one man dies which entices a cry. The number of tears is like the number of fears that one most overcome in this world of peer’s. My fear is forever even after I am reborn for this world holds a grudge against the faith of my lord and the stars above still I plea for thin to release me to uncry my tears that killed so many souls over the years and stained my heart with the blood of untainted innocents. Making my blood run cold and my heart feel froze the discomfort of the mind know that a child could be one of these souls I do speak of. With tears for the dead be shadowing my head my soul on fire with hate of innocents being flushed away by the heart of my desire for all to live and what more y should death be but to make us feel the pain of loss the suffering it costs loveless feelings of love related to death a spirit decreased by another attack and another tear falls down my cheek and one man dies again with no way to live without that one tear that is like that one fear that crawls up the wall and stays there but 1 day I'll find a way to get rid of the tears and wipe my face and have no fears.

ForSaken

Destiny untold, leave things to behold, a mind unforgiving as the love I have given, to pass through a time of love, confusion dwells from above. Watch my eyes flutter as butterfly wings appear to be, but still they do stand and listen to the winds gentle blend. I glide with the air, as it lifts my despair. Gently I float hanging on to ever quote, not rushing the words I spoke. My voice intrigued by my minds disbelief of this world’s true apprehension of its true intentions just to throw me. Why can’t you see what I see? I am not to be in this world you dream. I am but a shadow that walks and is not to be touched. You watch a cloud like you watch me never to be touched only to linger the foregrounds of your heart. My soul wonders in search for nothing but plunders that I taken on this journey of shirr destruction. My consciousness has been seared by my feelings of unknowing what life holds as I vast out towards an unforgiving dimensional warp. Resentfully not knowing what should be known in my self dream of you. Accusing what you may see as an abusive maneuver to get by.

Pain

Why am I feeling such deep pain?What do I need to do to get rid of it?
I've lived this life of misfortune. Yet I have no regrets.
I have not seen the world I wanna see. Though I shall return to view it.
With each dying wish a new life is born. This we call our dreams.
This pain I feel is not physical yet it wears my body away.Now I am left in such a tired state.
I do not cry from this pain for it brings me great joy. I got to see you and know your name so there is nothing left to ploy.
My heart is filed with so much joy but still it doesn't dismiss my pain. I feel as though all these year all I did was stand in rain.
My soul feels so overwhelmed that I can't really tell. Did you love me or was it hate that you did dwell?
How can I say just wait and see another day. My days are dead inside my head I really have no faith.
So watch me now as I suffer this pain that you caused. I am not mad though cause for a moment I felt my heart could never fall.

Feeling

I have this feeling that I am lost that I can't breathe and the word is not the same. I feel hurt and pain though i feel love all the same.
I feel so many things that contradict. My feelings are intimidated by my goodness.
I feel as though I should say yet be silent. to feel is to heal is what I thought as a motto.
I feel, I feel, I feel, and yet I am numb from feeling nothing anymore.
Nothing more but sadness in my heart of despair.
I hold a hand out to your heart for I am not that far apart from the love you hold dear in your heart.

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