It would be so much easier
If you just flayed me alive
It would be so much easier
If your jovial manner was contrived
It would be so much easier
If you’d left me alone to die;
To forget.
Why, oh why,
Do I crave your forbidden fire?
Let me fall in love, deep, into the stars which are her eyes
Where she ensnares my wandering heart as azure currents
Describe a vibrant path toward lustful insurgence.
Unleash the delicate, aromatic kiss of Aphrodite’s sigh.
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Of wine and myrrh, pungent and sweet, inebriates and invades!
The soul of the damned and even the Gods’ holiest angel
She will rapt either, with a tender smile and limp wrist dangled
In her majestic strut, closing in on helpless prey!
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I say, let me be helpless! Let her come softly
Or pounce as I gaze, in frightened amazement!
Let her tear into my chest, find a most torturous lament
Silence its negating pall! Let life swim through my veins, swiftly.
In vaults of fathomless obscurity
Where Destiny has sentenced me for life;
Where cheerful rosy beams may never shine;
Where, living with that sullen hostess, Night,
I am an artist that a mocking God
Condemns, alas! to paint the gloom itself;
Where like a cook with ghoulish appetite
I boil and devour my own heart,
Sometimes there sprawls, and stretches out, and glows
A splendid ghost, or a surpassing charm,
And when this vision growing in my sight
In oriental languor, like a dream,
Is fully formed, I know the phantom’s name:
Yes, it is She! though black, yet full of light.
Written by Charles P. Baudelaire
You’ve never known any form of love.
Yet you claim to be fluent and wise.
The only “deep connection” you know,
Occurs between your thighs!
So don’t tell me about passion.
As far as I can tell,
Your “love” has been more mythical
Than Charon’s ferry ride to Hell!
I will falter and I will fall, but
I’ve never needed your asinine drawl
To brag about your harpy’s strut
And the men whom beckon at your call!
Then claim a broken heart, when
One of your specimens devolve
Beyond your visual standards, and
The mirage begins to dissolve!
Trust No One-
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Trust No One
Verse 1:
The more that I live the more i have given the more that i see no one really gives like me the more friends i get the more friends i loose the more that i give the more that i get used
Chorus:
If you don’t ever wanna get hurt if you don’t ever wanna be let down if you don’t ever wanna feel stupid trust no one, trust no one
Verse 2:
You may surround yourself with people who are good but people never stay good like they should they might be the one your loving they might be your favorite cousin they might be your best friend and say they’ll be there to the end but the more that i live the more that i know the more that i see the more that it shows
Chorus:
If you don’t ever wanna get hurt if you don’t ever wanna fall in love if you don’t ever wanna live fully trust no one, trust no one
Verse 3:
The more that i live the more that i cry the more that i know everybody lies the more they let me down the more i wish i didn’t keep them around
Chorus:
cuz I’m really getting tired of getting hurt and i really don’t like to be let down but you don’t really wanna be like me i trust no one, trust no one I trust no one, I trust no one
Bridge:
Im not telling you to hold back in fact you should give everything your all I’m just warning you to watch your back cuz people would love to see you fall
Verse 4:
if all your friends have turned all shady and mistrust has got you crazy know theres one above who holds all the love and he trusts you to pull through when there is no one left to trust trust yourself be your own help trust no one trust no one cuz people they’re only human its simple trust no one, trust no one
Because of my love for Nerdfighteria and all they believe in, I had to share this beautiful original song by a young Canadian artist whose name is Laurena Segura (A fellow Nerdfighterian) You can get her released songs on iTunes 🙂 Enjoy!
Lyrics:
Sometimes I feel like I am permafrost
Alone in the tundra and really lost
And to think that this is how I feel
Like the ground is melting and nothing’s real
And in the taiga everybody knows
That you shouldn’t wander where the hemlock grows
When the land is vast and the wind blow fast
Will you stay with me if the darkness last?
I know I have nothing to give so may as well give up and live
You say I’m breaking your friends heart
But meanwhile you’re tearing mine apart
So stop asking me if she loves you back
If it’s charm you have then it’s courage you lack
But I want your love and I want it now
I’d ask you for it but I don’t know how
I want to hold you tight and I want to now
I’d say I love you but I don’t know how
It’s done X2
And I remember when we rode the bus
Through the boreal forest and the winter must
I put my head on your shoulder but you moved away
I said I wasn’t tired anyway
And I pretended that I didn’t care
But I hid a few tears behind a lock of hair
And I was tired and I needed sleep
So I swallowed my pride and I changed seat
Again
So I’d rather you make up your mind
A little faster, you’re such a waste of time X2
And you wanted more but you needed less
‘Cause you think that you’re better than the rest
And I wanted less but I needed more
‘Cause you left all I had on the forest floor
And In the mixed forest with the lakes galore
You always left me wanting more
And in the mixed forest with the lakes galore
You left my heart on the forest floor
I know I have nothing to give so may as well give up and live
So if you think you know me so well
Just say the word, send me to hell
I’ll say hello to your “one hour loves”
At least they had your hand at once
I just hoped and prayed you would
But God does not exist in worlds
Where love takes the backseat
To your callous words.
Yeah just pull that trigger from under my pillow
Watch the life bleed eyes that
Couldn’t look away even if they tried
The neighbors don’t need to hear the blast
So press that muzzle as hard as you can
Until the pillow grazes your hand
Let it rip as it sits on my temple *pow*
End the life unknown.
This is a really good friend of mine who goes by the name “Hana Banana!” Not officially but in our line of friendship it is. This girl has been an inspiration to me in my writing since the very beginning. She was my first “writing buddy” I guess you can call it and I can honestly say that if it wasn’t for her encouragement, I may have never continued writing after high school ended. So I would like to honor her by spreading this video of her doing her very first cover song by one of her favorite artists. I hope you all enjoy. Please comment on the video VIA YouTube if you enjoyed it. I know I did 🙂
The last time that I saw her
Was racked with misery
A familiar face
Bringing terror to my knees
From false prophet worship
Forgery FORGERY! I shout to the sky
This Goddess hides a demon
Beneath my own ignorant eyes
I have been a fool,
Weary that my own path
May fowl hers.
Love is not something you can just make. It isn’t forged of steel or extruded from decaying dinosaur remains. It is found in ourselves. The moment it happens, we know. Yet so many people force the feeling to match up with their physical desire that it all ends up lost in translation with nothing but a dead end and a satiated sexual craving.
With this new Millennium, it has brought along a new culture; one more focused on physical sexuality rather than matters of the heart. And this is not to say that I feel as if “sex” has no room in a loving relationship when in fact “making love” is a perfect example of what the act might entail. It shouldn’t just be something we throw around like a chew toy as if our heart is secondary and our body is simply a wasteland for all of our dirty deeds.
I know I must sound like a prude with all of this nonsense, and I am not here to say that “sex” is bad and abstinence is the way to go because it’s not; It’s just an form of emotional slavery instilled by too many different religions to name at the moment. But just stop and think to yourself the next time you are hovering over a beautiful queen or a chiseled Greek God that you claim to love beyond limits: “Can my love exist through all that may come?”. If the doctor says they only have months to live, or when an un-treatable disease robs them of normality or their reproductive organs were marred in some unfortunate accident (I’m just spit-ballin’ here); would you still love them the same as before? Are there emotional qualities that would keep your heart tied to them in their time of need? If you can’t truly say that you would stick behind them at their worst, then why would you think you deserve them at their best?
“True ’till death” It’s what true love should be about.
-Chris
The Way it Goes 