From the heart...

she's counting down the days
till she can run away. counting
down the time till she can fly.
someday she knows the wind will
blow and the river will run and
the birds will call her name from
far above the treetops. yes, she
was born with glass bones and paper
skin and heart so easily broken.
but somewhere beyond her crystal
cage lined with silver and gold,
she can see the freedom just beyond
her grasp. inside these walls,
she hears the echo of her thoughts
and the sound of her own voice is
enough to drive her insane. these
couldhaveshouldhavewouldhavebeens
haunt her every step, her every breath.
but there is no escape. there is no
hope for this terminally broken girl.

 

Quite a fun read that was thoroughly enjoyed. Thanks! Also, -the last dahlia- had some great flow and was quite well crafted. I’ll be back to wander through your thread… some real gems reside in here!

 

thanks for your comment fulmah! I update frequently so check back often! peace and love.

 

BROKEN SEED

VERSE 1
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Your not my father,Im not your daughter
You never loved me, I'm not the one
I'm left alone now,I'm on my own
Would you have saved me
If you'd only known

CHORUS
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You sow your seeds
Satisfy your needs
In whom can you trust
When hearts turn to rust
I'm the broken seed

VERSE 2
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Mothers in the bedroom
Smell the freebase burn
200 bucks of cocaine
Gone with no return

VERSE 3
I was born to taste blood
Im the broken seed
Bring me my cigarettes girl
Your only here to please


CHORUS
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You sow your seeds
Satisfy your needs
In whom can you trust
When hearts turn to rust
I'm the broken seed

BREAK....

VERSE
Gone to bed hungry
Got no food to eat
She's got a good buzz
But we ain't got no meat

CHORUS

BREAK TO END

 

Something’s passing over
I can tell it’s from the older days
Just a sigh; a whisper
And it all comes back

Through time,
Memories carved against the grain
Inside this frame
A portrait of my mind
Brick-battered glass
A train on its own track

The halls are empty now
Not the way we knew them
Past tenants as present ghosts
Shadows in the dark

Through time,
Memories carved against the grain
Inside this frame
A portrait of my mind
Brick-battered glass
A train on its own track

There’s a comfort to looking back
Makes a cold heart beat warm
But only for a moment
It’s burning bright, not long

Through time,
Memories carved against the grain
Inside this frame
A portrait of my mind
Brick-battered glass
A train on its own track

After all we’ve done
What’s left..
Shadows in the Dark

 

I started screaming on Saturday night
As the walls began to bleed
The sun began to cry and I died
But the moon could not sleep
The sky was eerily dark come nightfall
Because the stars had all fled
The hours flew by in a chaotic spectacle
And no one knew where nor when

The clouds all scattered when I laughed at the sky
And the bleeding walls gave way
The world crashed down and the perpatraitor -
You ran away
The thunder screamed in protest
And lightning lit the fields aflame
Then the sun came back to shed its
Ever-comforting rays

And everything was calm

I stopped screaming on Sunday morning
And the chaotic hazard wore off at last
The sun smiled and chuckled softly
It had seen into my future and memorized my past
I was bitter, frightened, and violated
But most of all relieved
The sun, it stayed and warmed me casually
And I could again breathe

 

To understand this song, I have to explain what it's based on:
My friend went to church, and she saw an adorable little girl. She was humming, and her father pretty much hit her and made her bleed, and so on. I felt like writing about it.

The gathering of people,
In which there was a beast.
A beauty sitting next to me,
Ahead of me, a priest.

Blue eyes, blonde hair,
A father made of cold.
The ceremony starting,
And now a hum arose.

A whisper to be quiet,
A shove to shut her up.
This young one was brave,
But brave was not enough.

Now look who’s sitting next to me,
A child filled with fear.
I couldn’t bear to see this,
A peaceful place was near.

Now they’re in the back,
Discussing how to be.
A streak of red runs down her face,
Enough for me to see.

Bruised wrists, tearing eyes,
Broken hearts, ruined times.
The angels weren’t bold enough,
To rid this girl of fright.

Contemplating everything,
I can’t believe it’s real.
Thrown around just like a rag doll,
For just one little squeal.

 

I opened the cabinet and pulled out the knife
and set it on the table for a closer look
because i wanted to see what it was
that had led so many children to pain
and cut so many emotions

I ripped up the floor boards and removed the gun
I placed it upon the table in front of me
because I wanted to know what it was
that had broken so many families
and taken so many lives

I went to my medicine bag and extracted a few pills
I laid them on the table for my eyes to see
what had encouaraged so many of our youth
to end their lives in tragedy

I held them all in my hand and I thought
Then I realized the problem was in myself
So I returned the gun to its place under the floorboard
The danger is gone along with the intent
I put the knife back into the cabinet
For I now had nothing to worry about
And I slipped the pills back into their bottle
because they were harmless now

 

Dreams

Close your eyes and dream away,
Tell yourself you’ll change the world,
Never lose sight of your dream,
And yea I think you could change the world
And after all dreams are what this world is made of

Chorus
So keep dreaming,
Little boy,
Keep on dreaming,
Little girl,
Yea…
Someday your gonna change the world

Open your eyes and see the world,
Tell yourself you gonna make a difference,
Never lose the scarlet fire in your eyes,
And yea I think your gonna make a difference,
And after all without people like you this world would be dull

Chorus
So keep dreaming,
Little boy,
Keep on dreaming,
Little girl,
Yea…
Someday your gonna change the world

Bridge:
Close one eye and keep the other open,
That way you can see your world and the real one together,
Someday your gonna open both your eyes and your gonna see your world,

Chorus 2
Yea your gonna change the world,
Yea your gonna make a difference
Yea your gonna see your world

Close your eyes and dream away,
Tell yourself you’ll change the world,
Never lose sight of your dream,
And yea I think you could change the world
And after all dreams are what this world is made of

Chorus
So keep dreaming,
Little boy,
Keep on dreaming,
Little girl,
Yea…
Someday your gonna change the world

 

This angel in disguise
Never works, but he bleeds your best intentions dry.
It never works out,
I'm caught up time & again.

Tell someone, get it over & done.
He has your point of view,
He will take good care of you.
Lifts your worries off your back
& carries you away.

I don't need anyone,
Just a person with lime eyes.
Feeling all alone,
But i know i am bathed in light.

Happens to everyone, can't be the only one,
Trying to change, trying to be brave
This is real, it's what you are,
Stop pinning your hopes on distant stars.

I don't need anyone,
Just a person with lime eyes.
Feeling all alone,
But i know I'm bathed in light.

Away from stinging tears,
Let them know, let them be your saving grace.
Away from futile fears,
Let them grow, together in a warming embrace.

Lift me up, take me away
Stop me making the same mistakes again
& will i ever learn?
I'll hide my face until i know, I'm far away.

Away from stinging tears,
Let them know, let them be your saving grace.
Away from futile fears,
Let them grow, together in a warming embrace.
Pick me up, carry me away,
Away, away again.
Hold me down, I'll forever stay the same,
When you're away.

 

What a fine way to forget,
Under beautiful bruised skies,
All our games of russian roulette,
We gather like quiet flies,
Some stand smoking short cigarettes,
In black suits, sharing white lies,

Children with their shoes untied,
Staring at some obscure thought,
In a line on the curbside,

Well, maybe they're thinking, maybe not,
Maybe clouds have come in low,
Or birds chirp in a lonely lot,
Maybe nearby water flows,
Winds not all that eyes don't see,
If I leave where scarecrows go,
If a tree falls among trees...

From water back to water,
How sadly we all slide by,
Life gets longer and hotter,
Our icy existence dies,
Brought together by the cold,
The cold soon leaves our sides,
We float on, get weak, get old,
And bewilderedly we...
If a tree falls among trees,
Does it make...

Such semi-expectant faces,
Are guilded, belying ease,
But some leave familiar traces,

Clues that call "All's not well,"
They find themselves counting paces,
Or wakening to church bells,
Ringing cold prosaic tones,
Staring, straying eyes don't tell,
The difference between here and home,

Though they talk they never speak,
Murmuring in monotone,
We all watch the sunlight streak,
Strained and gaunt, while we wait and wait,
For our world to spring a leak,
And drown this... sorry state...

Well, maybe they're thinking, maybe not,
Maybe clouds have come in low,
Or birds chirp in a lonely lot,
Maybe nearby water flows,
Winds not all that eyes don't see,
If I leave where scarecrows go,
If a tree falls among trees...

Does it make a sound?

 

Inside the mind of every killer there’s a heart

A child left behind

Broken and battered from the start

But as a group we’ve made him

The anger, the violence

Burning inside, and boiling on the surface


Doesn’t it tear you apart

To see we,

Lack the understanding

Always reprimanding

Doesn’t it just break your heart

To see the,

Shame behind our eyes

We forget,

He was victimized


Behind the eyes of every sadist there’s a soul,

A mother-loving son

Tragedy has taken its toll

This is the monster we made

The memories, the shame

Hating the past, despising what he became


Do our morals blind us from the fact,

Every tortured man was an innocent child

Does your religion fill the cracks?

When passion takes control and your mind goes wild


Doesn’t it tear you apart

To see we,

Lack the understanding

Always reprimanding

Doesn’t it just break your heart

To see the,

Shame behind our eyes

We forget,

He was victimized

We forget,

The child we left behind..

 

i really enjoyed the poem entitled "A story..." really well written and a story could be understood, i think, even if you had not given the introduction...though it did help

 

Death is stagnation
Life is progression
Obsolete is the plague
Of eternal transgression
Majestic wings, vast as the ocean of time
Awaking from slumber
Deliver me from the cesspool of degradation
Tearing my soul assunder
Lay my soul on the grass of far-off lands
Where the sun mght bathe its scars
And extract the beauty from my winter-worn eyes
Carrying it to the ever-present stars
Moonlight dancing through the leaves
Of evergreens sighing in the autumn breeze
Where the cares of this world cannot reach me
Can you take me there?
I've heard the songs of better days
They've called out from the misty mountains
Of those places, and I don't care for turning away
Music fills the void of soul
We dance amongst the fields of amber glory
The children walk with fairy hand-in-hand
In a far-off land more joyous than even I can understand
Lost boys, your voices sound with triump
You've cheated death and sadness
And trapped lightning in a bottle of mirth
Where I may drink and toast the twighlight of despair
Sipping wine, engaged in reveries
With tired stars now soon to slumber
We talk and laugh of days gone by
When my soul had wept dust tears for its own descent

 

I've given it all
You've taken the best of me
And I've got so much to show

I don't know
What I did right in life
To deserve what we have.

It's been so long I've felt so secure
I can't feel wrong... this never feels wrong
What more can I say to you? What more is there?
What more can I give to you? What more is there?

I know that I'm alone tonight.
I want you to call me tonight.
Because I need you for just this one night.
Because I know that it'll be cold out tonight.

I don't know
How it took so long for me to figure out that you were the one
I don't know what to think any more. I'm lost in the dark of the night
I know that you can make everything alright
I need you for just this one night.

 

Beautiful, so beautiful
Everytime I touch you, the word goes through my mind
Everytime I hear your voice, I try to find a rhyme
For Beautiful.
So Beautiful

It’s in the taste of April rain
How all creation comes alive at its refrain
But there’s no word that paints the love we share
Like beautiful

So Beautiful
When you gather close to me, and whisper in my ear
The words you say escape me, 'cause the only one I hear
Is Beautiful

It’s in the face of the moon
How the cotton falls like snow the 5th of June
But there’s no word to paint the love we share
But Beautiful

There will come a day when time and gravity
Have altered the appearance that those around us see
But I know the only word that will ever come to me
Is beautiful

It’s in the eyes of a child
It’s those little things in life that make you smile

It’s the hope when we cry
Knowing you and I will never say goodbye
But there’s no word can paint the love we share
But Beautiful
So Beautiful

 

feel the thunder,
as it crashes, to the floor
that floor is covered,
by the saturated thought, of yours
i can feel it,
moving through to the edge, of my sores

my mind is spinning like the earth again
like cosmic forces as they push like one thousand men
my mind is spinning, again...
spinning, aga-in

feel the wonder,
as it crashes, through me to the floor
see the convert,
slowly as it turns into fear
i can feel it,
moving through me, to the end of the floor

my mind is spinning like the earth again
like cosmic forces as they push like one thousand men
my mind is spinning, again...
spinning, aga-in
like aquatic currents trying to push a boat out to sea
my mind is spinning, again

feel the thunder,
as it crashes, to the floor again
see the convert,
slowly as it steers near me again
I'm like the fish tasting the wind
not ready for the oncoming end
my mind is spinning again!

my mind is spinning like the earth again
like cosmic forces as they push like one thousand men
my mind is spinning, again...
spinning, aga-in
like aquatic currents trying to push a boat out to sea
my mind is spinning, again

my mind is spinning like the earth again
like cosmic forces as they push like one thousand men
my mind is spinning, again...
spinning, aga-in
like aquatic currents trying to push a boat out to sea
my mind is spinning, again

 

Hold out your torch and walk around the city streets,
But I wouldn’t do it in the daytime, because the sun is illumination enough.
Try shining your flame at night when everyone is resting,
So that they’ll get up and join you in your dance.
And if you’re feeling a little dreary, swallow some ginger ale and you’ll be fine.
But don’t come trudging into my party expecting a polite welcome.
Because ours is a joyous merrymaking, only to be attended by the content.
Don’t pretend to be content though, if your just going to bring everybody down.
So if everyone’s singing Christmas carols, and your belting out suicidal wishes,
Don’t expect to be applauded.
It’s not even Christmas time anyway, but you could at least show a little spirit.