I cross my toes and swear to lie Thruthfulness does not pay off Everything for a tear in my eye To make them understand To make them stop /// I cross my toes and swear to lie Noone will believe the truth Everything for a tearful eye An eye for an eye A truth for a truth A truth full of lies A mind full of fruit Wierdest Anatomy Angelic like Poetry The nexus of Ideology This poem has now been recorded by: [AntiPattern](http://antipattern.dk)
Tapping, tap, tap these empty keys GUI makes no sense to me Tapping, my input is dead My output, full of static Tapping the vein, my blood is lead Making frantic connections I'm trying to find meaning I'm trying to understand be understood be interpreted - comprehended Illogical and meaningless I wait, standing by I fall asleep at the terminal All alone, on this side of the screen I wanted input for my output Exchange of information - communication But my input device is dead, cold
My heart is a beacon shining over cold waters waiting for a lonesome ship My heart is a magnet neither repulsing nor attracting searching for that lovely part An ear is listening, reaching out longing for a sweet soft voice hearing a whisper from the other side
I walk the border I walk the line My feelings trap me Leaving myself behind Anger boils from nowhere Everything is wrong All I do, is futile Just like I've feared so long Then it comes, the sadness Feeling empty inside Trapped inside, closet-ness Left with no place to hide Emotions storm me, wreaking havoc I freeze up inside Freezing from my chill-shock Eyes sting upon my hide Staring out into nothing Fear haunts my every thought Thoughts bombard me, will not stop Crash into my delicate, nggh! I shudder, it creeps inside I want to hide, I want to die Afraid of death, I fear it all And curl up into a ball Rolling around, in anger and fear I hold onto my feelings Feeling for my life so dear Searching for the odd-less meaning
writing in my study i'm all alone with a flickering candle the ink stains my sleeve and i rush rushing to get the words down on paper the ones in between are easy the others... the words get stuck in my throat my nerves respond with horror the pen will not move, can not move i need to tell my story i need to speak of things unknown an unknown word turns in my pen it turns into a writhing mass of syllables makes no sense to me, makes perfect sense unpronouncable and inconcievable my ink starts to gibber my paper starts to crumble beneath my fingers shaking with fear and delusion with absolution with resolution i hear them through my walls slowly breaking inside breaking out of my mind breaking into my soul i see them through the walls as I drop my pen, spattering the floor with ink black as my nightmares I understand it now, it makes sense or no sense at all, illogical logic fantastic reality or fantasy turned real the ink spreads on my floor soaking the carpet through outlining my hand, my fingers twitching slowly in the fading light the candle sputters, fails... ...dies
Freezing from my fingertips Freezing to my heart Coldness seeping from my lips Stillness, for a start Freezing joints and creaking bones Words fly through the air Words unmeant, words like stones A piercing hint, not playing fair Finger of Terror, Thumb of Doom Regret boils up inside Living in, like a cold dark tomb An evil, alien, hive Illthought thoughts, buzzes within Impulse and feelings askew A feeling of dread, feeling of sin Never the cause, nothing new
implosion, my heart will explode sinking forever down in void deflation, my love is not hers I want to explode not implode depression, will be forever I cannot change my state my blood runs like a fever but leaves no warmth in it's wake desperation, I will take my life or destroy it by sinking deep inside despair, what can I do my love is not hers...
Lord Morpheus lies awake listening to his dream hearing the starlet lake nothing is what it seems in the beautiful something has gone wrong dreams waiting, so dutiful now chants a terrible song (the rebellion is over all is well if the lord is here none can tell)
My soul is trapped, deep in thy temple Bonded with the chains of despair My mind is struggling with E-motion Heavy weights of Death and Love so fair Come here, 'Viens!' And comfort me Que je très t'adore And like a hermit I'm all alone For in my temple I weep and mourn A star goes out, a new is born Together hiding the starry night All the way I yearn for thee And my heart jumps with delight A star is blinking, now one, now two Whichever will rise victorious Whichever will stop my heart Or break it, make it a thousand more
a fixture of love upon my broken frame a cast of feelings to heal my broken bones a remedy of slow poison i want to melt away leave my feelings untouched leave me broken unfixed undisturbed unloving and happy