Awake, Now,
His body bound to the bed.
Overwhelming white lights,
Only to be outlined.
Shapes and faces.
His soul is anywhere but there
Tubes and medication decorate his room
DETOX, Trying to detoxicate
He won’t be out anytime soon.
Nothing but a social outcast,
Just for one simple pleasure.
He knows this won’t last
His only form of torture
Awake, Now,
His body bound to the bed
Never ending halls
With pain families have shed
Closed in by the walls
His soul is anywhere but there
He know this is his last chance to make things right
Taken in by the stares and the clinging of metal
He’ll never bounce back after tonight.
Nothing but a social outcast,
Just for one simple pleasure.
He knows this won’t last
His only form of torture
by chloe Pedneault
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The soul is an elusive part of the human anatomy,
no matter how hard we try we will never find,
believe in it or not, you know its there,
when your day comes your soul escapes,
too find a new home, you are now a small child,
carefull though, as soon as he experiences love,
he shall be happy for the time being,
until his heart is broken,
his love blown too pieces, his soul destroyed.
By Jono
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Each day, killed by waiting, is almost an age,
Each tear’s a shard of the dream that is shattered,
Each step that I take is a part on the stage,
Each string of my heart is now torn… Does it matter?
I wish I could only dissolve in my pain,
Just make one deep breath, and my life would be over…
And no-one would even remember my name…
Would anyone mourn me, but this downpour?
A thousand places are under one sky,
But none of these corners has been my true home.
A thousand stars won’t replace your blue eyes
That once made me think I was never alone.
The seventeen stars have for always gone out,
The seventeen questions are still left unanswered,
The seventeen grieves that my novel’s about
Are seventeen years of endless disasters.
Between me and silence you’re only one bound,
For you I have lived those seventeen years,
For you I’m standing so firm on the ground,
For you is this song that you won’t even hear…
by April
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The soul is an elusive part of the human anatomy,
no matter how hard we try we will never find,
believe in it or not, you know its there,
when your day comes your soul escapes,
too find a new home, you are now a small child,
carefull though, as soon as he experiences love,
he shall be happy for the time being,
until his heart is broken,
his love blown too pieces, his soul destroyed.
by Jono Hill
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You still don’t know what is love,
The treasure you’ve never had,
But you’ve got used to talk about
It… only with yourself.
You desperately seek the truth
With doors always locked.
In nothingness around you,
Cut off from all this world.
So wildly people you detest,
Can’t tell the liar’s mask.
About everything yourself
And just yourself you ask.
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What do you love me for?
Why do you wait every day
For me to come, bringing lies
That fill with mirth blear eyes?
But I can bring nothing more.
You see that cold in my glance -
Your bitter tears try to say
That I mean everything to you,
But I don’t wipe them away.
It hurts me to realize
Your destiny’s in my hands,
Without me you can’t live…
Why live a lie once again?
I can’t pretend loving twice,
So I’m leaving, forgive.
Beside the window you sit
And mourn the love, never got.
It’s all you want - just to know
If I come back here or not.
I can’t on destiny cheat,
You know - I did it before,
I’m unforgiven for it.
Each time I walk out your door
I wonder what it is for…
by April
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The eyes in an uproar are
Over the mind’s lidded law.
Every black night begs a star:
The eyes remember what they saw!
The restless hands open, close,
By mind’s manacle celled.
Color-less the untouched rose:
The hands remember what they held!
The lips in hunger are dry,
But the mind does yet dismiss.
Bloated clouds ride rain-less sky:
The lips recall sweet storming kiss!
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These feelings, the ones trapped inside
Are the one reason that I scream
All the ones I don’t need
But are so important to me.
I wish that I could leave the pain
Instead of causing more
Down the path of the knife
And the road of anguish.
These slits that lie on my wrists
With every passing day,
Tell my life story to others
As they look my way.
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I put my hands over a freezing fire
I fall to the ground and land on a soft rock
I look up to the sky and what do i notice
A group of worms burrowing into the clouds
I cannot feel the warmth with the shoes on my hands
Nor can i feel the cold with the gloves on my feet
I can see the suffering with my own ears
I can hear the torment with my own eyes
I shout with a whisper
I whisper with a shout
I am dead and i am conscious of that
I am beaming with life and cannot feel a thing
Yes i am confused, bordering the depths of craziness
That is how i was made, molded and shaped
Because the world led me to believe
That what is bad is in fact good
by Allen Steble
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Her name on my wrists
Her pure Devine
Skin white like snow
Lips red like wine
My name she’ll never know
Gives me a hope
Takes it away
I go through the pain
Each and every day
Her presence excites me
I stop and I stare
But she never notices
She never cares
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I look into your eyes and can’t help but stare,
My only feelings for you I do bare.
The feelings I have for you are so real,
I just want to bow and kneel.
All the looks and actions all around,
Sometimes I feel like i’m lifted off the ground.
Over the years time has passed,
We have finally got to this point at last.
I bet that you hardly knew,
The emotions that I have for you.
by Noah Edward Byron Baird
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I’ll leave you a message
On your answering machine
Cause i know
you won’t pick up the phone if you know it’s me
i just want to say im sorry
and i’ve been dead inside
ever since you left me
when you left you took my life
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