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I've got an alabaster soul, hope the sun won't rain too hard on me,
Can't shake the mold, unfortunate son finds breaks in life aren't free,
Only the hard way to lead, that other path is justified as illusion,
Greed confused as need, painful flashes bask in their intrusion,
I am just too weak minded to play in the games of hope
Every day that passes by, realizing I've pulled a bit less rope
Cannot stop this motion
Mental wall erosion
Clawing without fail
Face is worn and pale
No gain on earth is free
I am going to bury me
NOW
Dreams.....
They are just images in your mind, you know? That doesn't make them real. Dreaming about something has almost no affect on reality. But, what is real? That is an amazing question. One that has no definite answer if you
Think about it...
(Worlds change)
Thi k ab ut it...
(And as worlds change)
T in ab ut i
(So do souls)
n b t
(Change)
THINK
Think, don't act, don't act upon the screams you hear, at night while you're alone with fear
Sulk within your current queries, half a** plans and crackpot theories
Sort out the world within your brain, escape alive from chapel stain
Collective conscious information running wild without due repletion
Rationalize the present tense
Understand you're making sense
Unearth what is beyond the seal
And perhaps one day you'll learn to heal
TRUTH
What is the truth? Some universal law set in celestial stone? I think not. TRUTH is simply LIE. A lie that most people believe. Enter religion. The ultimate set of lies manifested and interpreted by the masses as divine fact. Seeming so pure and natural, sure. But, they all ask you to do the one thing you shouldn't...
BELIEVE
Stop believing these false destinies they preach, protect yourself from this stereotypical mental mutilation, diluted cremation of logical thoughts and of goals you have sought. Precious pragmatic polish rolling away at the speed of your hopes augmented by ropes, same as the ones from when you were young and chasing the dreams on what always would seem like the linings of clouds hidden in shrouds from the utopia off in the foreground, never to be found, because utopias aren't here, no more than your fear, born from pure desire, guess what? truth's for hire, ask all the clergymen who said they would be your friend, but LIE to get your gold, there's no such thing as a soul. Stop believing in any of this, this DREAM gone amiss, do what you feel, nothing is real...
REAL
What is real? Is anything real? or is it all a DREAM? Can TRUTH exist in a sea of LIES? What will I find behind death's door? Maybe just maybe. If I can THINK this through. I can solve the puzzle and find what is true. No... I forgot. I am...
Worthless
Dreamless
Mindless
Hopeless
In this
Swirling
Burning
Dying
Chasm
So, I've come full circle in the delusion of existing
Yet, nothing is better than a perceptive clearing
Depressed, empty handed with no answers
I'll have to bank on necromancers
To resurrect me from my shallow grave
A corpse is left of all the effort I gave
They'll raise me up
And feed me their TRUTH
But, it is no use.
I'd take eternal death over this dream...
- by Cottoncandyocbra3 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/11/2009 |
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- Title: Spliced Mind
- Artist: Cottoncandyocbra3
- Description: A more experimental poem.
- Date: 03/11/2009
- Tags: spliced mind
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Comments (7 Comments)
- pry_pry - 07/11/2009
- very interesting and deep love it
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- whitejade13 - 03/20/2009
- I. LOVE. IT. I am so favoriting this poem! I like the first 6 lines the best. And the last line, of course. LOVE it!
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- Cottoncandyocbra3 - 03/19/2009
- A large mix. Mostly progressive and theatrical music. Opera.
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- iiReina - 03/17/2009
- inspired by what kind of music? i'd like to know =]
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- Cottoncandyocbra3 - 03/14/2009
- Actually, these poems were inspired by music.
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- La venganza de Luna - 03/14/2009
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this is a good poem.
im not sure if its just me but this almost seems like it can fit into the lyrics category too. idk maybe try to put it together with some music see how it sounds wink
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- Idiosyncratic Quirk - 03/14/2009
- PHENOMENAL!
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