1984-2014

Strikta · 07-12-2014, 12:18 AM

July 4th has passed, although I still hear the explosions..
Still fearing the omen, scolding.. spilled tears into oceans
The river is flowing, glowing much like it's bioluminescent
As lighter fumes fry my views to crime & doomed expression
Violent moods, depression, silent rooms, compression
Claustrophobic utopias entering minds then move to trenches
Life closing in, I feel the ground shake.. only fields of battle
Scattered, each wrong choice consequently steals what matters
& my father told me that some bridges can never be mended
But I never intended to burn them, hoping heaven accepts it
I can't cope, sweating, a sedative death grip is locked into me
God listen, see.. see.. I didn't get it... I slipped to fall endlessly
Bloodline a distant memory, so who is there to fend for me?
Me..? One dubious & foolish enough to ruin plans relentlessly
I've been mainlining Lucifer daily w/ no regret or remorse
Just memories torn.. enemies born.. no direction or course
Follow me into the abyss, where this nightmare is eternal
The blind stares, the cries layered.. as if Christ airs the inferno
I see thier faces, abrasive.. missing thier kisses. I can taste them
Human flesh I once caressed, a distant vision lost to mayhem
My intuition cost me gravely, I've embarked on a terrible journey
No returning to the surface this time.. just the man on a gurney

...........*pop*.....

07-12-2014, 12:18 AM	#1
Strikta 39 NS, lost in votes once Join Date: Oct 2001 Posts: 11,242 Battle Record: 32-40 Champed - Time to Kill X - Write Week III Rep Power: 84181452	1984-2014 July 4th has passed, although I still hear the explosions.. Still fearing the omen, scolding.. spilled tears into oceans The river is flowing, glowing much like it's bioluminescent As lighter fumes fry my views to crime & doomed expression Violent moods, depression, silent rooms, compression Claustrophobic utopias entering minds then move to trenches Life closing in, I feel the ground shake.. only fields of battle Scattered, each wrong choice consequently steals what matters & my father told me that some bridges can never be mended But I never intended to burn them, hoping heaven accepts it I can't cope, sweating, a sedative death grip is locked into me God listen, see.. see.. I didn't get it... I slipped to fall endlessly Bloodline a distant memory, so who is there to fend for me? Me..? One dubious & foolish enough to ruin plans relentlessly I've been mainlining Lucifer daily w/ no regret or remorse Just memories torn.. enemies born.. no direction or course Follow me into the abyss, where this nightmare is eternal The blind stares, the cries layered.. as if Christ airs the inferno I see thier faces, abrasive.. missing thier kisses. I can taste them Human flesh I once caressed, a distant vision lost to mayhem My intuition cost me gravely, I've embarked on a terrible journey No returning to the surface this time.. just the man on a gurney ...........pop.....