Tuesday, December 23, 2014

"It's cool to be unmoved by everything"

boredom
disinterest
feeling under-joyed
lack of concern
and sometimes,
jus sometimes I wonder
is it a side effect
of the drugs?
is there a clinical
answer?
a scientific method
for the lost and the wretched
Better Living thru Chemistry
but we are nothing more
than chemicals
jus add water
our minds- they're not ruined
our minds- need the distraction
our minds (not so) secretly
hate us
a mild disconnect
there's an imbalance
in the chemicals
like Valium and Vyvanse
mixed and rum-soaked
thus remains the question;
are we coming or
are we going?
going insane- perhaps
going to extremes- always
going the way of dinosaurs- potentially
going to Hell- there's no doubt in my mind
my mind that hates me



Moira's Eye

hold my gaze
devil before me
look deep into me
demon of mine
I will get the utensils
my sword and shield
I will heat up
to cool off
with relief, with teeth
I have become
wat I wasn't, nor wat I want
but nonetheless
I have become
with your permission
this which you allow
in your infinite, ancient wisdom
you have blessed me
I will feed you
and when you are full
I will stare you down
hold my gaze devil
til the mirror breaks


Defracting

light over the sharpness
light reflects danger
light is not the same now
light is the enemy
light is destroying my life
life behind the sharpness
life refracts the danger
life was never sane before
life is killing me
life of my light


Thursday, December 18, 2014

Ian Courtesy

I dont wanna hang around
with isolation
no heart, no soul
I broke bad
she's lost control
now my stash has dwindled
no more unknown pleasures
so now I'm choking
on all this atmosphere
epileptic fits of depression
an ideal for living
record repeats and skips
I'm swinging away
new dawn fades
closer, closer
closure, shadowplays                                             
with my mind
it has torn me apart
much like love and drugs
a means to an end
dead souls in glass
the interzone, insight
warsaw substance
my neck is stiff
failures haunt my dreams
disorder
on the day of the lords, 
a novelty
transmission passover
I remember nothing

(see how many Joy Division refs u can find, Answers Located in the Back)



Sensi-spiria

she uncovered the truth
of her mind and her situation
tried to embrace her fear
she dances around
while witches watch
she twirls for them
and grows lost
afraid, running thru halls
away from corpses
and the maggots in her diet
she's so hungry
confused, but she is strong
she can make it to the end
be the final girl
you're paranoid of a coven
or is it your imagination?
you may never know

Damn that weed was some fire... I think I'm growing paranoid

You're Next!

it's cuz i love you
that i wear the mask
my aim is true
fso run fast from regret
or it will bury you
we deserved better
so the deserved fear
loathing, fuck this world
it's too dark
so now i am too
heavy metal broke my heart
now i must break you
you're next
on the chopping block
and i'm sorry i'm
just not sorry
it's this way of life
how we live now
we must purge
free this beast within
and go towards the light
life drains from your eyes
i have removed the mask
i let it drop



Lushury

stagger about 
with my swagger out
two-stepping with one eye
on fire tonight
we burn the throat
what fun we were having
when what we did was secret
another bottle down
we take turns to drown
in an ocean of need
we want, we desire
there is no shaking
til the next mourning
but for now the sun is gone
but for now...


Dramatic Recreation