Jul 14

Paper

This is another song that I wrote, all me on the (slightly cringe-worthy) vocals this time... hope everyone likes it!

LYRICS:
Paper eyes
Teary eyed skies
Blank and white
Hardly makes you care to try
Paper hands
Pale and rough as sand
Bleak and dry
Hardly makes you want to understand
Why

Paper guns with paper fun
Paper blood from her paper sons
Paper hearts with paper smarts
Paper easily tears apart

Paper guards guarding
Paper boarders
They weren't always paper
But now they've grown older
Paper people standing in a row
Hoping they stay safe
And that the wind never blows
Them away

Paper eyes
Teary eyed skies
Blank and white
Hardly makes you care to try
Paper hands
Pale and rough as sand
Bleak and dry
Hardly makes you want to understand
Why

Paper days with paper ways
Jun 30

Quiz: What is Your Mental Age?

1: What kind of music do you listen to?
     a) Old music, like The Beatles!
     b) I don't know/whatever my parents put on
     c) Whatever is on the radio
     d) Whatever I like at the moment/whatever is on the radio/something cool
     e)  Music from 'back in the day...' when I have the time.
     f) Something annoying that my parents/older sisters/brothers don't like. *Evil grin*
 
2: You opinion on sleeping:
     a) I have to wake up early... so I have time to fit in all of my naps!
     b) NO!!! I DON'T WANT TO GO TO BED! I DON'T WANT TO- Zzzzzzzzz...
     c) I've been bugging my parents to give me an earlier bed time...
     d) Late to bed, late to rise... I sleep 'till noon when I can!
     e)  I'd like to sleep later, but I have to get up early. :(  
     f) Sleeping's just... sleeping. I don't know what the big deal is.

3: Do you like really scary roller coasters?
Jun 26

Outside

It's so loud
And yet we laugh at everything
That it said between us
As if we can actually hear ourselves.
What a situation we're in,
One that we're sandwiched between
Nearing laughable annoyance at each other
And other people's view from the outside.    
 
 
 
  
 
Jun 15

Starman

STAR
   I come from the stars.
   No, really, I do.
   I remember what it was like up there, shining so brightly along with all the other stars.
   We were family.
   Then, one day, my star fell. At least that is what I think happened. That is what it felt like…
   I woke up one day, just a small child lying beneath a tree. I was found by a policeman, and was soon adopted by an elderly couple. At first, I thought that everyone had once been stars, just like me. I soon realized that this was not the case. As far as I knew, I was the only Starman on earth.
 
BIRTHDAY
Jun 14

And Then She Stole Life

Taker of sunlight
And giver of stars
Looks at the one night
In hands marked with scars
Seeing the mist 
In the cold from her breath
​Singing the songs   
In the ice winter's death. 

Raising our voices
And dropping our hearts
Turning to look
As the wind rips apart
Swirling like thoughts
Of the snow in her mind
Deadly like lips
But of a different kind.

Drinking the sunlight
And pocketing stars
This is the one night
That ends all the scars
Seeing the mist 
In the cold from her breath
​Singing the songs   
In the time before her death.
   
  
 
Jun 02

Poison Ink

I hath traced my fingers
Over the ink
Thou hast spun into words.
Singing poison to one's sorrow
Thou poured into the black depths,
Forming them into naught but letters
In which I felt the cut of
Shatter my bones
As thou drained thy sadness
With every damned word.
    
 
 
May 01

New Song I Wrote!

This is another song that I wrote, but with My Perpetual Wednesday helping with the background vocals. It's about as different from the last one as you can get, by the way. I still don't have a name for it, so suggestions would be cool.    
Apr 12

I Fear All

I fear not the dead in the air
But the dead in your eyes
Searching for the dead in me.
I fear not the sickness in the mind
But the sickness in the words
Breaking every bone of happiness in my body.
I fear not the coffin I am placed in
But the faces staring down
Looking at the death on my face.
I fear not the frown I'm wearing
But the smile I ripped from your face
Sitting next to my elbow.
I fear not the things I am afraid of
But the things I have feared to numbness.
I fear nothing.
Therefore I fear all.
  

 
Apr 12
poem 0 comments challenge: Last

Last Chance

This is your last chance
To sing of things that will not be
And to appose yourself
With things that once were.
We do not mean to break you
But to hand you something real
By blocking out your sunshine lies.
This is your last chance
You live not in a dream of what you are. 
 
Apr 10

'Twas in the Fallen Leaves you Lay...

'Twas in the fallen leaves you lay
Spinning in replicated dreams you sought
Henceforth the piper's tune did play
Of battles won and demons fought.

The voices of merrymaking sang
And the fiddles struck a tune to speak
But not one could talk of the painful twang
Of the things that were and things to seek.

A lady dressed in robes of white
Stood with her back to the sun and the moon
And told the weary to rest that night
For the pains would not yet end so soon.

So in the darkened paths you cried
And called for your love to comfort you
But now the mist has gone and lied
With endless twists of black and blue.

'Twas in the fallen leaves you lay
Spinning in replicated dreams you sought
Henceforth the piper's tune did play
Of battles won and demons brought.
 
       
 

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