MonsterHe’s a joker, A thief, A manipulator,Monster
A murderer.
He’s a monster, Behind a mask of undefinable pain. He’s a beast, And he likes it this way.
And he sees them. He mocks them, He hates them, He wants nothing to do with them.
So he plays the fool. He does his tricks. He takes what he can get. And exalts the things they see as unacceptable.
Until he sees her And his claws don’t scare her, Nor his nature offend her, And his heart aches once again to belong.
His body revolts
It's Those Brown EyesIts amazing how confusing things become. How the fog settles in on your mind’s eye so heavy you nearly forget who you are and what your doing. When love gives way to lust and you’re ready to sacrifice those closest to you. This can’t be right. If what I’m doing is right then why do I feel so wrong? It’s those brown eyes. Those same damn brown eyes.It's Those Brown Eyes
I see yours all the time. But there is a twinkle and suddenly everything is different. Teasing. Tempting. Mocking. I’ve seen them before. Your eyes become hers and I want to devour you
You MissedBow out. You’re aiming at me. Standing in front of the target of your hate. I see my intended death in your eyes.You Missed
One by one the arrows come. Tearing through my skin. Sinking into my bones. I hear the thud of arrows all around me.
Four in my chest. Three in my arms. Two in each leg. One in my head.
I’m sad. You can’t see my frown but it’s there. I can barely move. I force my hand up to point.
To the apple sitting flat on top of my head. After all the arrows. After all the pain. “
Live and DieI wish for a simpler time, When we could just sit and watch the sky go by. I wish for a simpler time, When we would never have to say goodbye. I wish for a simpler time, When we didn’t have time to weep or cry. I wish for a simpler time, When all we had is the chance to live or to die.Live and Die
Somehow I think it would be easier,
To survive from day to day. Somehow I think it would be easier, To not have to look for towards the next day. Somehow I think it would be easier, To know we had one place to stay. Somehow I think it would be easier, To just
Innocence and IgnoranceUnder no circumstance are you to ever open this door. Ever. Even when the lights grow dim and you just want a taste. Not even when the air grows stale and you just want one lung full. Never. Keep it shut and let the wild vines of patience weave across your heart. Let darkness and depth and safety surround you and lift you to their highest potential. Let grace overwhelm you and let the unknown travel lightly behind that door. Be everything you are to be. But stay inside.Innocence and Ignorance
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