Posts Tagged ‘hurt’

The contempt you wield
For my existence
My loyalty too my life
The ability too strip me of dignity
My empowered soul screams
The assistance never arrives
Silent screaming of sinues
The howls from a troubled mind
You smirk at my attempts
To conform to the expected
Normalities guise is tattered
Damb you disfunction
Your mental physicality
Putrifies souls dragging them down
But I will not lie down
I will never cease to strive
I am a lion
The true warrior
Countermanding your orders
Is my right
This will defile your attempts
Throw asunder your reign
And allow me and my fellow sufferers
To live life too the full
And rise high out of your enforced mire pit
To emblazened highs never thought possible
We will win I will lead the contingents
I have and will forever
Dispell and devour your bile
So others do not have too
You may take our bodies and minds
But our freedoms are our own
To shine and make aware our brilliance

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You tore us apart
With your silent attacks
Thrown years of dedication assunder
Miss understanding of self
Grips and tosses you freely
The dark depravity of your sanctury
Ommitted from lifeless optics
Rage internal rules flesh
Hatred and confusion hand in hand
Guide your developement
Mis guided angst peirces like darts
My uncoditional love drives me on
Hopeful in fates return of truth
Ignorance of behaviours
Dambed uncontrollable virtue
Driving a scewer through my heart
Dailly battles tier the soul
Loosing grip on reallities reigns
Depressiveness and benevalance hover
Ready to strike deep
Hope above hope strives
Faith wains at your ability to recover
Where in the darkness is your true brightness
That once emblazened our either and lives with warmth
Come back to us whole and radient
Fight hard my angelic heart
We are calling hear our prayers
Darkness is not your trueness
Let the love rebirth your inner peice
Be self once more and stronger
Our love is here ommitting light
To guide you through
Conviction of choices now your choosing
But we will never give up or give in   

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In the room full of joy
Rapture flows from girl and boy
Chatting ,Laughing, googing off
Oblivious to the world around
  Ask a question to looks and stares
Quantified by silence in the air
No retort or utterance made just as if nothing was said

Joining in with the fun around all the faces look too the ground
  Not a look, glance or a stare to acknowledge the fact they know I’m there
   Shouting at the top of my voice echo’s around with out a choice
  Still no flicker of emotional pace no smile or frown apon a face

Is it worth this battle of mine , to speak the words and be held in time
  I am not a dummy , pupper or mute There are feelings inside the scars of the brute
  Heart and soul nobody see just scars on the face and normalities tears
  Sit in the corner all on my own , Party for one as I Talk To Myself