If i had my own place would I miss you there?
If i had my own thoughts would i be aware?
aware of the TV taken everything from me
leached from my soul until im running on empty,
a constant marathon makin my eyes grow heavy,
signals inside my skin wont transmit, they've left me
they say that guts come first, and thoughts wait in the longest line
im see'n visions in a hearse, but the world calls me blind
like a mouse i build my senses, im on a constant drive,
cross country inspiration, motivation to keep me alive
I step back and wonder, do i have the ticks in my watch
am i working fast enough to take it up another notch?
am i build
The only thing i can hold
is a conversation with myself in my head
I'd rather be silently bold
then arrogantly tripping over words myself till I'm dead
Ok... lets just get fucked up and forget all about the debt,
and forget about all the mornings waking up in sweat
Some things you know are better left unsaid,
so pretend that this life was all planned out just for you,
picked up off gods shelves like Eeny Mini Myney who knew
If i only had another brew I'd break myself down and make sense of all the blue
sociopathically thinking, heavily drinking,
1 eye closed but you know im not winking,
focused on those who think im not thinking
political like a newspaper black and white berry chaser raining on parades, turning into the end of days, with my eyes laid, on a time we all used to play in the yard instead of acting hard, its bizarre, we lay waste in the ground while we all lounge around so many ways to die but we haven't had enough, its tough to love when life is rough, or when you watched to many lovers burned up in flames and smoke it makes me choke on all the facts, the only thing that helps me relax green trees breezy's and all that. I take the kicked out rout, no good in any hood moving on like Han solo playing Marco polo with everyone else, who cant see m
I'll be dreaming of the clouds above, In a world above the judged. We'll sing to the rain our songs of love, Wishing you were here with us.
Walking sand dunes into my living room, climbing palm trees outside my door. sixteen down at the bar and the bar tender is wanting more. Couch is looking temping, no lights to fight the insecure. Now my back is bending, taking me 6 feet to the floor. I'll be dreaming, I'll be believing, that it don't get no better than this. The sun is coming early and I really gotta go take a piss.
I'll be dreaming of the clouds above
There was a spark of your light in the dark of the night. Give me a minute, I'll roll it up right. Despite my lack of sight, I'm in it for a fight. Burning asphyxiation to exercise your right to live, but rights to live are relative to who you are. He's going to light it up and show them what it means to get far. police man searching round town for a fight, no eyes means no sight, no sight means I'm right. We'll let fires glow, unleash a map back home. Mr.Jones, Doom temple drones, and clones of every order thrown. I'll let love lead me home, I know.
Show me something that I've never seen. Take me someplace that I've never been. Like the bloody roads running through your memory, travel your synapses until I see what you can't see. Won't you show me who you are behind the curtains. For certain behind closed doors your head is hurtin'. I'm searching for a fortune, I'm playing full court and, my pages are turnin', I'm going to be putting in work and. Your words are shakin' Thurgood, your half-baked and. I'm flirting with death and depression to my left like my name was Hugh Heff. I need a new heart in my
I'm building my passion, packing my jacket. My amount is little, but my support is sincere. I'm ready for anything to come at me here. A stage for battle is set, we're not through yet, its gunna get wet. We will never be destroyed from the outside, if we lose our freedom its because we destroyed our own lives. It's better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than speak out and remove all doubt. A man who dares waste an hour of time has not discovered the value of his own life. Don't dwell in the past and don't dream of the future mother nature makes the rule
Stagnant saliva rots the tongue out of my mouth
this desperation is taking a turn, and turning out
over oceans over mountains over anything to say
Nothing will stop, turning nights over to day
and i say, i don't ever want to be that way
and to me respect means more than saving face
Its a relay race, to keep everyone in smiles but my face,
but I'm still keeping the pace
I'm running on, I'm running out
I'm running circles around your doubt
I'm clinging on I'm coming up
These days i just don't give a fuck
Frostbitten memories of just how cold this world can be
And i realize that nothing here will ever halt crying eyes
It
I know where i came from that is something i can never deny
I know where i belong, and I'm to upfront to tell you lies
but who i was and who i am art the same son
subs to cities, knitty to gritty, nobody to someone
all i have to thank is myself and my loved ones
you say you'll do anything for money but what has it done for this
are worlds falling apart, and the economy hardly exists
I'm just a face, and behind it lays some space, waiting for answers
So now you know the deal, i tell myself whats real
we are all born with the ability to heal, let me tell you how i feel
100 dollar smiles, only last a while
until inflation turns your d
so now i see who you wanna be when you wanna be
it came so clearly, but only to a certain degree
maybe i should give you the benefit of the doubt
you don't know what you do and to who with clout
but is that the truth or is it only an excuse
to twist my brain in a hurricane and put your talents to use
If i had my own place would I miss you there?
If i had my own thoughts would i be aware?
aware of the TV taken everything from me
leached from my soul until im running on empty,
a constant marathon makin my eyes grow heavy,
signals inside my skin wont transmit, they've left me
they say that guts come first, and thoughts wait in the longest line
im see'n visions in a hearse, but the world calls me blind
like a mouse i build my senses, im on a constant drive,
cross country inspiration, motivation to keep me alive
I step back and wonder, do i have the ticks in my watch
am i working fast enough to take it up another notch?
am i build
The only thing i can hold
is a conversation with myself in my head
I'd rather be silently bold
then arrogantly tripping over words myself till I'm dead
Ok... lets just get fucked up and forget all about the debt,
and forget about all the mornings waking up in sweat
Some things you know are better left unsaid,
so pretend that this life was all planned out just for you,
picked up off gods shelves like Eeny Mini Myney who knew
If i only had another brew I'd break myself down and make sense of all the blue
sociopathically thinking, heavily drinking,
1 eye closed but you know im not winking,
focused on those who think im not thinking
political like a newspaper black and white berry chaser raining on parades, turning into the end of days, with my eyes laid, on a time we all used to play in the yard instead of acting hard, its bizarre, we lay waste in the ground while we all lounge around so many ways to die but we haven't had enough, its tough to love when life is rough, or when you watched to many lovers burned up in flames and smoke it makes me choke on all the facts, the only thing that helps me relax green trees breezy's and all that. I take the kicked out rout, no good in any hood moving on like Han solo playing Marco polo with everyone else, who cant see m
I'll be dreaming of the clouds above, In a world above the judged. We'll sing to the rain our songs of love, Wishing you were here with us.
Walking sand dunes into my living room, climbing palm trees outside my door. sixteen down at the bar and the bar tender is wanting more. Couch is looking temping, no lights to fight the insecure. Now my back is bending, taking me 6 feet to the floor. I'll be dreaming, I'll be believing, that it don't get no better than this. The sun is coming early and I really gotta go take a piss.
I'll be dreaming of the clouds above
There was a spark of your light in the dark of the night. Give me a minute, I'll roll it up right. Despite my lack of sight, I'm in it for a fight. Burning asphyxiation to exercise your right to live, but rights to live are relative to who you are. He's going to light it up and show them what it means to get far. police man searching round town for a fight, no eyes means no sight, no sight means I'm right. We'll let fires glow, unleash a map back home. Mr.Jones, Doom temple drones, and clones of every order thrown. I'll let love lead me home, I know.
Show me something that I've never seen. Take me someplace that I've never been. Like the bloody roads running through your memory, travel your synapses until I see what you can't see. Won't you show me who you are behind the curtains. For certain behind closed doors your head is hurtin'. I'm searching for a fortune, I'm playing full court and, my pages are turnin', I'm going to be putting in work and. Your words are shakin' Thurgood, your half-baked and. I'm flirting with death and depression to my left like my name was Hugh Heff. I need a new heart in my
I'm building my passion, packing my jacket. My amount is little, but my support is sincere. I'm ready for anything to come at me here. A stage for battle is set, we're not through yet, its gunna get wet. We will never be destroyed from the outside, if we lose our freedom its because we destroyed our own lives. It's better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than speak out and remove all doubt. A man who dares waste an hour of time has not discovered the value of his own life. Don't dwell in the past and don't dream of the future mother nature makes the rule
Stagnant saliva rots the tongue out of my mouth
this desperation is taking a turn, and turning out
over oceans over mountains over anything to say
Nothing will stop, turning nights over to day
and i say, i don't ever want to be that way
and to me respect means more than saving face
Its a relay race, to keep everyone in smiles but my face,
but I'm still keeping the pace
I'm running on, I'm running out
I'm running circles around your doubt
I'm clinging on I'm coming up
These days i just don't give a fuck
Frostbitten memories of just how cold this world can be
And i realize that nothing here will ever halt crying eyes
It
I know where i came from that is something i can never deny
I know where i belong, and I'm to upfront to tell you lies
but who i was and who i am art the same son
subs to cities, knitty to gritty, nobody to someone
all i have to thank is myself and my loved ones
you say you'll do anything for money but what has it done for this
are worlds falling apart, and the economy hardly exists
I'm just a face, and behind it lays some space, waiting for answers
So now you know the deal, i tell myself whats real
we are all born with the ability to heal, let me tell you how i feel
100 dollar smiles, only last a while
until inflation turns your d
so now i see who you wanna be when you wanna be
it came so clearly, but only to a certain degree
maybe i should give you the benefit of the doubt
you don't know what you do and to who with clout
but is that the truth or is it only an excuse
to twist my brain in a hurricane and put your talents to use
The Couplet and the Villanelle by Mystakaphoros, literature
Literature
The Couplet and the Villanelle
The Couplet and the Villanelle
Said the couplet to the villanelle
"You, for all of your complexity
really are a vacuum and a shell
overwrought and odd, compared to me.
You, for all your cunning and your craft
your metaphors and similes and signs
conjure awkward rhymes that make me laugh
strung together in repeating lines."
Said the villanelle to couplet small
"I know I can ramble on at times
but, you know, you are inside of me
and you are complicit in my rhymes.
What's ironic though, you know... doggonnit.
both of us are stuck within this sonnet."
I woke, cold and alone
Adrift in an open sea.
Caught up in regrets,
entangled in nets,
instead of your arms wrapped around me.
And I wept, but my tears are anathema here,
Just more water to fill my lungs.
I hear someone scream, "God what is it we have done?"
I am drowning, in a digital sea,
I am slipping, beneath the sound.
Here my voice goes, to one's and zero's,
I'm slipping beneath, the sound.
A song, from somewhere below,
deadly and slow begins.
Both sickly and sweet,
Now picking up speed,
Ushering in the world's end.
And the ghost of Descartes screams again in the dark,
"Oh how could I have been so wrong?"
Above the sc
You told me youll never leave,
Youll always be here to guide me.
Youll be my crutch when I need support.
But now youve left me,
And Ive fallen, fallen to the cold hard ground.
(Chorus)
I still need you here,
Why did you go?
You helped me grow and learn.
You guided me when I was a kid.
I came to you with tears,
Youd hold me in your arms until I was calm.
Now when I need you, youre gone.
And youre never coming back.
When nobody else would listen,
Youd always be there,
Ready for me to cry on your shoulder.
Youd always know what to do,
Always ready to spend time with m
Don't lie to me when you're telling the truth.
Don't say to me you're strung and holding through.
I've sung, we've sung about the same dreams
But they're dying, they're fading it seems.
Pain is pushing and pulling me back
Strange as it seems, it just don't seem to last.
Life's all the same to me, time is just lost.
Stranger than fiction is writing the cost.
You were a lover but mostly a friend.
Holding me close, didn't want it to end.
Tasted those words on your lips and drew away
Just like the weather you floated away.
So strung out and eyes over glazed
Looking like glass we look down in too our graves
Having computations about what to grieve
Having the dream but never knowing when to leave
We are, we are, over worked
We are, we are, under sexed
We are, we are, dead on our feet
We are, we are, tearing at heart strings
And its true Ive been out of touch
For far too long
And its true my hearts missing a few beats
Far too gone
Im kind of slow on the uptake
Far away from undoing the wrong
I know Im not worth a dime
Far away from the swan song
You got to admit you cant argue with that
It
Hold my hand
Take away the pain
Hold my hand
Save me from the pain
Hold my hand
Dont you ever leave
Hold my hand
Open the door, you got the keys
Hold my hand
Pull me close and say
Ill never hurt you
Ill never break you
Ill always be here
Ill always love you
And Ill always hold your hand
Ill always hold your hand
Hold my hand
Come and steal my heart
Hold my hand
Well never be apart
Hold my hand
Baby this love is true
Hold my hand
I know you feel it too
Hold my hand
You are the only one
Hold my hand
Pull me close and say
(Chorus x3)
Ill never hurt you
Ill
They say the skies the limit, that's why I can't get past your eyes.
Of what value is money, when I count my wealth through every lock of your golden hairs.
There maybe obstacles and distances, but your warmth, and your words bridge the gaps.
That Fleeting Moment by unknowncertainty, literature
Literature
That Fleeting Moment
The first day that I passed her ,
I just couldnt look away.
And as her gaze fell into mine,
My attention couldnt stray.
Though I didnt know a name,
Nor have a rhyme or reason why,
I knew I had to have her,
Just from the fire in her eyes.
There was something in her look,
Just the power of her gaze.
The depth behind her eyes,
Couldve put me in a haze.
Her mix of innocence and instinct,
Was enough to make me stare.
And basking in her beauty,
Was almost more than I could bear.
The locks that framed her face,
Had contrast flawless to her skin.
And even though shes stunning,
It cant compare to
whats it gunna be, mushroom clouds or spider webs
its gunna eat you up, or leave you for dead
im a skeptic, someone dropped me on my head
or maybe i woke up on the wrong side of the bed
so what the fuck is this pounding in my head.
it had to be reality, just setting in
or a formality, in my way again
one day i woke up and said
id rather be an airplane then another piece of lead
id rather reach new heights i never thought i could
then sit alone in my room wishing that i would
change the boy i used to be and be the man i am
drop me off ill walk from here. its just another scam
the only way to change is to take the leap and land on
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whats up everyone,
i haven't been as active recently as much as i would like too. work seems to be REALLY holding me back lately. yet at the same time its a good tool for writing material. i spend my unhappy lunch breaks smashing my iphone notes keyboard with lines and lines and lines of material. but still, im fairly sure i will be quitting my job within the next 3 weeks. that will open up a lot more time for the band, getting everything rolling in the right direction again- so many let downs and flakes lately that i reallllly am hoping to get a solid drummer and a lockout within the next month so we can really start progressing with are
Hey, thanks for the fave. I think Thrice's stuff in my opinion has gotten better over time. But of course we have seperate opinions. Anyways thanks again