Long lost words whisper slowly to me
Still can't find what keeps me here
When all this time I've been so hollow...inside
(I know your still there)
Watching me, wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Fearing you, loving you
I know ill find you somehow
Hunting you, I can smell you
Alive
Your heart pounding in my head
Calling me, Hearing me
I wont let you pull me down
Saving me, Raping me
Wont you leave....
Watching me, wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Fearing you, Loving you
I won't let you pull me down
Watching me, wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Fearing you, Loving you
I won't let you pull me down
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Words can cut a thousand times deeper than any blade,
They can crush a person more than a ton of brick,
They can leave open wounds that won't heal easier than a gun,
They are used so often you wonder if they are true,
what if everything you thought is wrong and these words are true?
They make a person feel more pain than an electric chair can.
At least then the pain will eventually end,
But these words the pain they give me,
It never ends.
They can crush a person more than a ton of brick,
They can leave open wounds that won't heal easier than a gun,
They are used so often you wonder if they are true,
what if everything you thought is wrong and these words are true?
They make a person feel more pain than an electric chair can.
At least then the pain will eventually end,
But these words the pain they give me,
It never ends.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Amazing Grace
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far
and Grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me.
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
When we've been here ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far
and Grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me.
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
When we've been here ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
A story based of another
I will be writing a story and updating when i can...so here is the prologue...
12th Moon Rotation, ?? A.D
The Slave’s backs glistened under the harsh sun. The frayed ropes they pulled stretched with its burden, a sandstone block. The Slaves tormentors, or the Slave Masters made sure no one stopped, no one took a break, no one ran away.
“The Pyramid celebrating our empires great discovery is almost finished; it will last to the end of the earth.”
“That is unless someone finds it.”
“Who would look here?”
“You are correct my friend, let us eat to this great accomplishment!”
The two emperors dug in to the lavish meal set before them as they watched the slaves from a cool tent erected under a grove of trees. Exotic fruits and meat caught by the hunters were set upon wooden plates and the meal continued heedless that the discovery they had made will come quite close to destroying the world.
That night under the glow of torches and the pale glow of the moon, halfway hidden by dark, forbidding clouds, the pyramid was finished.
“The tomb is sealed, the powers of this discovery will never be found.”
“Well said my friend, no one except I will know.”
“Excuse me?”
The knife glistened in the dark, drawn from beneath the great emperors robes. It fell, once, twice, and a third time. A scream gurgled from the almost dead emperors lips.
“I’m sorry my friend it had to happen, no one must know.” He gazed down at the body, “remove it, then lets go.”
Then, underneath the gaze of the still pale glow of the moon, the torches were damped and the warriors fled with their emperor to their ships, back to their ships, back to their desert land, back to their pyramids, away from this strange land. As they looked back they could hear the cries of the land they left behind, leaderless. Then they disappeared into the misty void never to be seen again.
12th Moon Rotation, ?? A.D
The Slave’s backs glistened under the harsh sun. The frayed ropes they pulled stretched with its burden, a sandstone block. The Slaves tormentors, or the Slave Masters made sure no one stopped, no one took a break, no one ran away.
“The Pyramid celebrating our empires great discovery is almost finished; it will last to the end of the earth.”
“That is unless someone finds it.”
“Who would look here?”
“You are correct my friend, let us eat to this great accomplishment!”
The two emperors dug in to the lavish meal set before them as they watched the slaves from a cool tent erected under a grove of trees. Exotic fruits and meat caught by the hunters were set upon wooden plates and the meal continued heedless that the discovery they had made will come quite close to destroying the world.
That night under the glow of torches and the pale glow of the moon, halfway hidden by dark, forbidding clouds, the pyramid was finished.
“The tomb is sealed, the powers of this discovery will never be found.”
“Well said my friend, no one except I will know.”
“Excuse me?”
The knife glistened in the dark, drawn from beneath the great emperors robes. It fell, once, twice, and a third time. A scream gurgled from the almost dead emperors lips.
“I’m sorry my friend it had to happen, no one must know.” He gazed down at the body, “remove it, then lets go.”
Then, underneath the gaze of the still pale glow of the moon, the torches were damped and the warriors fled with their emperor to their ships, back to their ships, back to their desert land, back to their pyramids, away from this strange land. As they looked back they could hear the cries of the land they left behind, leaderless. Then they disappeared into the misty void never to be seen again.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Patriotism
Patriotism, does it still matter? What is it about? How is it important? These are the few questions that seemed to pop in my mind when our class was talking about it. Even though I probably know the answer I just can't help wondering about them. There might be different meanings for other people.
My thoughts on patriotism believe it does still matter and is important; but as always I ask the same question. But why? Why does patriotism matter? Why is it important? Many more questions are unleashed into my mind that are about my answers. So why does it matter? Patriotism matters because it shows we care for our country. That we will got to war or fight for it in places all around the world. The army. The marines. The airforce. Even regular everyday people. We fight for freedom and love for our country. Patriots die for what they believe and some are wounded. Devotion to America, for freedom, and for others a safe haven. In some places people don't get our freedom. Like in places in south west Asia, girls aren't aloud to even go to school. But we can, because we fight for our rights and we fight for America. You can say I'm wrong, but I wouldn't care. Those are my opinions, and my thoughts. That you couldn't change my mind if you tried. This is what I believe is Patriotism.
My thoughts on patriotism believe it does still matter and is important; but as always I ask the same question. But why? Why does patriotism matter? Why is it important? Many more questions are unleashed into my mind that are about my answers. So why does it matter? Patriotism matters because it shows we care for our country. That we will got to war or fight for it in places all around the world. The army. The marines. The airforce. Even regular everyday people. We fight for freedom and love for our country. Patriots die for what they believe and some are wounded. Devotion to America, for freedom, and for others a safe haven. In some places people don't get our freedom. Like in places in south west Asia, girls aren't aloud to even go to school. But we can, because we fight for our rights and we fight for America. You can say I'm wrong, but I wouldn't care. Those are my opinions, and my thoughts. That you couldn't change my mind if you tried. This is what I believe is Patriotism.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
"I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all."
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