LoK Inspired Poetry/Lyric Collection
Oh I bet you just can't wait!! *grins* These are just a few pieces I wrote last night while only half awake (so they may not be brilliant, please forgive) They are all LoK inspired (hence the title). Try and figure out the 'who's and 'why's or even 'when's. It's only insipration, if not even REALLY poetry or lyrics.
A lame attempt, but here goes-
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Alone in a world of pain,
Torn fregments of a shattered past,
Unveil my dark and terrrible history,
And drive me screaming to face the truth
Scream as you fall,
Plunging,
Broken limbed and bloody eyed,
And I'll watch,
Pretending that I don't care,
That it doesn't hurt
(It was destiny)
When I found that you had lied to me,
I cried a little,
From the crimson fountains,
Of my wrists
Wont somebody catch me?
Take me be the hand?
Save me?
And tell me truthfully that always,
It wont hurt so much
Touch me,
Ebony comes in crimson waves,
And amber,
Look at me,
Precious
Take me back to my history,
Bring another little travesty back to me,
Touch my mind with icy fingers,
And pull me,
Crashing through my pain
Reveal another little lie,
Tear down the burning curtains of deceit,
And I'll not cry (I never do),
Bring on sweet manipulation,
Give me time to satisfy,
My dark lust for revenge,
Legacies never die
Cruelties fly past broken mirrors,
Shattered glass strokes my brain,
Holding hands with gentle knives,
Arrowhead kisses keep me sane
Knives don't learn to leave a mark.
Matches never learned to spark,
Fires were not taught to blaze,
I never tried heard to amaze...
Face the fear,
Rolling waves tearing the pain.
Make believe they can hear you,
Cause in your imagination,
Someone cares
Distant screams,
From clouded waters,
Tell a tale of brilliance,
Of a forgetten yesterday
If you screamed a little louder,
I might have heard,
If you'd held on a little longer,
I'd have been there,
If you'd never gone and shown off,
You might have never learned to cry
Perfect little pawn at arms,
Eternity damned you,
Fighting machine,
Onlookers can't see in your eyes,
The pain you feel in your mind
Broken little plaything,
Does being discarded hurt?
You're not REALLY broken,
It's only a little hard to get by
Tell me you wont hurt me,
Not that I'll promise the same,
But knowing your repentence's existence,
Makes this gnocide seem sane
Can you heard me when I scream
(I can hear you)
Can you see me when it hurts
(For every time I've watched you
Would you save me if you could?
(Just like I'd have done for you)
Tell it to the stars,
And wonder,
When the curtain falls,
Bloodsoaked and screaming in all of its ironic glory,
If it will reveal the final stage
* * *
And fianlly, to wrap it up, a little piece I wrte while thinking about the outcome of paradoxes/ fate etc)
* * *
The simplistic walk hand in hand,
Simple waves can't touch the sand,
Lonely children never cry,
The broken hearted never die
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Don't flame me for any of this erm 'poetry'- it's just me ATTEMPTING to rid myself of writter's block. Be nice. Review and you can have a fully operational revear blade, physical or spectral- your choice!!
Oh I bet you just can't wait!! *grins* These are just a few pieces I wrote last night while only half awake (so they may not be brilliant, please forgive) They are all LoK inspired (hence the title). Try and figure out the 'who's and 'why's or even 'when's. It's only insipration, if not even REALLY poetry or lyrics.
A lame attempt, but here goes-
_________________________________
Alone in a world of pain,
Torn fregments of a shattered past,
Unveil my dark and terrrible history,
And drive me screaming to face the truth
Scream as you fall,
Plunging,
Broken limbed and bloody eyed,
And I'll watch,
Pretending that I don't care,
That it doesn't hurt
(It was destiny)
When I found that you had lied to me,
I cried a little,
From the crimson fountains,
Of my wrists
Wont somebody catch me?
Take me be the hand?
Save me?
And tell me truthfully that always,
It wont hurt so much
Touch me,
Ebony comes in crimson waves,
And amber,
Look at me,
Precious
Take me back to my history,
Bring another little travesty back to me,
Touch my mind with icy fingers,
And pull me,
Crashing through my pain
Reveal another little lie,
Tear down the burning curtains of deceit,
And I'll not cry (I never do),
Bring on sweet manipulation,
Give me time to satisfy,
My dark lust for revenge,
Legacies never die
Cruelties fly past broken mirrors,
Shattered glass strokes my brain,
Holding hands with gentle knives,
Arrowhead kisses keep me sane
Knives don't learn to leave a mark.
Matches never learned to spark,
Fires were not taught to blaze,
I never tried heard to amaze...
Face the fear,
Rolling waves tearing the pain.
Make believe they can hear you,
Cause in your imagination,
Someone cares
Distant screams,
From clouded waters,
Tell a tale of brilliance,
Of a forgetten yesterday
If you screamed a little louder,
I might have heard,
If you'd held on a little longer,
I'd have been there,
If you'd never gone and shown off,
You might have never learned to cry
Perfect little pawn at arms,
Eternity damned you,
Fighting machine,
Onlookers can't see in your eyes,
The pain you feel in your mind
Broken little plaything,
Does being discarded hurt?
You're not REALLY broken,
It's only a little hard to get by
Tell me you wont hurt me,
Not that I'll promise the same,
But knowing your repentence's existence,
Makes this gnocide seem sane
Can you heard me when I scream
(I can hear you)
Can you see me when it hurts
(For every time I've watched you
Would you save me if you could?
(Just like I'd have done for you)
Tell it to the stars,
And wonder,
When the curtain falls,
Bloodsoaked and screaming in all of its ironic glory,
If it will reveal the final stage
* * *
And fianlly, to wrap it up, a little piece I wrte while thinking about the outcome of paradoxes/ fate etc)
* * *
The simplistic walk hand in hand,
Simple waves can't touch the sand,
Lonely children never cry,
The broken hearted never die
_______________________________________
Don't flame me for any of this erm 'poetry'- it's just me ATTEMPTING to rid myself of writter's block. Be nice. Review and you can have a fully operational revear blade, physical or spectral- your choice!!