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AUDITION [20 Dec 2007|08:21pm]

[ mood | okay ]

 the cursed

Words of wisdom spoken wrongly
with interpretations made to match the point
are thrown across the room with
random words of horror
used to hide their fears.
Remembering thier foolish fate
they try to fix the past
and in doing so they set in motion
events they shall regret.
False truths to prove thier points
will bring them to their doom,
for thier footing is in sand
and a great storm is comming.

Pick up the Pen

Call of Death [11 Dec 2007|09:06am]


Envision the darkness within your soul,
Such blackness within shall devour you whole,
Boiling the blood as your heart begins to race,
The color steadily fading from your face,
Your fears become reality as the darkness falls,
What is your response, when the reaper calls?

2 Have Blood on their hands // Pick up the Pen

Audition [15 Jun 2006|05:10pm]

Hey people... Looking for a good, constructive community to help inspire me a bit... Please say you'll take me, PLLLEEEEAAAASSSEEEEE!!!

Come Down…Collapse )
3 Have Blood on their hands // Pick up the Pen

[16 Nov 2005|02:58pm]

I am back on live journal but i have a new username. Haunted_hollow. please add.
Pick up the Pen

[01 Oct 2005|01:15pm]

[ mood | angry ]

Dryed blood stains
on your white carpet floor
feelings of hate
fill my empty soul
you lied and decived
to get what you please
never knew you were capable
but you proved that to me
helpless alone
no one could hear my screams
the day you decided
to take advange of me
my loved turned to fear
when you looked at me
the way you do
when your not pleased
you took it to the next level
for the first time
hurt me in a way
that made me see
your not the guy i once
thought was for me
mentally unstable
but now i got away
from that guy
who once use to hold me and day
his love and care
would keep me safe
untruthful he was
but i wanted to believe
his lies came out the day he hurt me
took advange and controlled me
for the very last time
blood stains on your white carpet floor
are the only things
you have from me anymore

Pick up the Pen

Audition [12 Aug 2005|09:53pm]

[ mood | meh ]

I'm new. Horay..

My poetry normally is visual and such.. hope you like it.

N.earCollapse )

Pick up the Pen

SANITATION [29 Apr 2005|10:15pm]

Love the beast.
Hate the pride.
Shun the peasant full of spite.
Ridiculous prayers to God himself.
For glory and riches.
Large bank accounts.
Material-is-tic wealth.
Suffering is closer to God than cleanliness will ever be.
Lotions of nectar the poisons for consumers.
Smelling of seventy dollar lilac musk.
Produced by the Devils corporate world.
Business men masturbating on your MAC card.
Readying it for your next purchase.
At the 15 minuets of fame.
Mass marketing franchise.
That will be refurbished in a week.
Pick up the Pen

audition [24 Apr 2005|10:28am]

[ mood | crushed ]

well here i go...


tears of blood... hurtCollapse )

1 Have Blood on their hands // Pick up the Pen

audition [24 Apr 2005|01:24pm]

[ mood | artistic ]

a pathway

they seem to tell a story,
like a maze you cannot escape.

you keep coming back to that one wall -
the exact one you have seen before.
it doesn't matter how fast you get out,
you just have to stay alive and not give up.

the cuts, they tell a horrible, tragic story
that never seems to end.
it doesn't matter how big, small, deep, or shallow
the cut is, it just depends how much blood you shed.

i hope you like it.

2 Have Blood on their hands // Pick up the Pen [05 Apr 2005|05:39pm]

out of the blue
a can of Dew
on my desk
one of the few

who ended up
inside my case
only to get sucked
into my face

Pick up the Pen

Audition [05 Mar 2005|03:18pm]
[ mood | artistic ]

Nothing More Can I Do

My eyes are so tired from the never ending grief,
The tears just keep on coming, there is no relief.

Crystal clear the pain is as it cascades down my face,
Reaching my bloody cracked lips, my tears are the only thing I can taste.

The virgin light of day nor the swelling shadows of dark,
Can ever hide my horror from which I can never part.

Pain and anguish have been my friends for so long,
They are the only world I know everything else is just so wrong.

Nothing can ever change the fucking hell that I have let myself become,
Nothing more can I do as my days forever turn into night and I myself become a slum

Pick up the Pen

[06 Mar 2005|12:54am]
[ mood | annoyed ]

this group sucks....a lot. if you post your poetry in a want feedback. so therefore...this group sucks hugely.

just thought i'd let you know...


34 Have Blood on their hands // Pick up the Pen

OverWhelmed [14 Feb 2005|09:02am]

[ mood | blah ]

its that time
to say goodbye
to wish the world well
without me
death calls out my name
to much pain
surrounds me
the only time
i feel like im worthy
is when your standing besides me
but now your gone
im no longer here to stay
i need time alone
when no ones home
so i can end it now
end the tormenting pain
that you have caused me
just end it here and now
i wanted to say goodbye
to all that pretended to care
and acted to be my friend
who caused me
all my stress
all my pain
now i say goodbye to you
im leaving forever more


3 Have Blood on their hands // Pick up the Pen

audition [08 Feb 2005|12:42am]
[ mood | ...okay ]

In An Instant The Present Becomes The PastCollapse )

2 Have Blood on their hands // Pick up the Pen

Audition [06 Feb 2005|01:04pm]

[ mood | depressed ]

it's not long but stillCollapse )

1 Have Blood on their hands // Pick up the Pen

here we go [01 Jan 2005|02:15pm]

[ mood | im good... ]

sitting in the corner
of a circular square
flying in the water
feeling as light as air
the dark clouds welcoming
welcoming me home
home of the shot gun
home of my thoughts

when i want to forget
when i want to walk away
i get pushed back into the light
i am forced to pray
pray for my sanity
pray for me
not breathing
pray to forget
pray for me
pray for me not leaving

my wings are caught
caught on the knife of the hopeful
they toment me
they wont leave me alone
they keep me away from my home
my home in the dark
they keep me in the light
im dieing in the light
im drowning in the light
im choking on the rays of the sun

finally a break in the sunlight
the clouds make there way to me
the rain begins
begins to drop heavenly
the dark
the dark it comes again
and then swollows me whole
it swollows all my emptyness
and purifys my soul...


2 Have Blood on their hands // Pick up the Pen

my audition [31 Dec 2004|02:27pm]

[ mood | i need more sleep... ]


bitter bitches carryed on the backs of witches
with the majik to turn you to the wrong time
and not carry on
half a week before i was so in love
my love was liqiud pure
i sat behind this desk of mohogony
and my fears were at rest
to burn my eyes on the truth
thats a ruthless
my eyes were riped open
reality gave me a slap on the ass
truth shook me awake from my dream
many many times
this hurt on the inside
but you could never see
i hid it so well that
i was never me
but now the truth
comes back to haunt
as i sit where i sat before
look to the screan
hear a scream
love plastic love
ur a genuine wanna be
and i dont want you anymore
get the hell away from me
so i can settle the score....


2 Have Blood on their hands // Pick up the Pen

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