These are familiar sounds of day breaking --
This is anxiety building further,
My own worth is still at the foundation.
Giving into the temptation of a sin,
My motivation disappears at the possibility of action,
I am lured by the unnecessary.
A depressing, degressive state,
A disappointment this has been.
At the altar,
I have come to sacrifice,
My questions are answers,
I wait for myself.
I am passing in hells,
I smile at unacceptance,
I nod at openness,
And, I welcome sin.
Each passing moment,
Death hasth come,
And, it warns us all.
What does this say,
If we do not speak,
Have I lost?
My company has gone,
My company has run.
If one were to listen,
You'd listen to the motion of today,
And, I'll listen to my disease fading.
I'll choose the ground,
And, you'll choose if to take it.
Do not lie, do not decieve,
Do not say words, and say they mean nothing.
I'll seek no assurance, and least of all, security.
My Bringing, and the Departure by MyLittleEmpire, literature
Literature
My Bringing, and the Departure
My lust, my depressant,
My bringing, my departure.
These things may lead,
These things may wonder,
They have human care,
With a suicidal question,
I am quite alive, but now death has come,
Come to take my happiness.
My cause is not my hands,
Oh, my curse of commuicate,
Damage my voice, build that wall.
I am just depressed, I don't want to say,
I don't display, or I do,
I have no reason to depress myself.
Why least my heart explore?
I cannot stop, and it expands.
My joys are you, and I would express more,
My jokes are poor, and I would laugh to mask,
My obsession is strong, everywhere.
Your words, and beauty is perfection set alight,
Your glow is my light,
Your eyes are in which I am lost,
You are my fire, and my comfort.
Do not look at me with a dramatic pretense,
Do not lie to a waring heart.
July is joy,
My happiness within,
A new era has awoken,
And, to be lied to?
I lay doubtful of all,
Logic does not prevail.
Emotional Trangression by MyLittleEmpire, literature
Literature
Emotional Trangression
I apologise for my emotional trangressions,
I'm lacking, and I am naive.
My heart is directionless,
Overwhelmed with anonymous force,
Words collapse under such weight.
You do not need to hear my voice,
Why shout the obvious?
Mercy me, let such things be understood,
I would make no sense of anyone, and them the same to me,
And, then to add to crimes committed I am lost in my analysis.
In between their journey,
Dealt, and dueled enemies,
And, indeed their friends,
These words are said,
"You have foolish tales,
Your cries are never heard,
You have broken, torn others.
Rebuke yourself."
In between their displacement,
They begin to suffer,
Harsh diseases and sorts,
These words are asked,
"Why must I have done to tear,
Hapless hearts from their bodies?
Must have been done in such angst,
As it
I feel, I feel, I feel nothing - My time ended long ago.
Has my humanity ever existed?, am i human?
I'm sick of these people thinking what i cannot do, and they cannot know me.
Maybe i don't even exist, Maybe i am gone.
No Light for me, No Priase for me.
I need a reflection to proove i exist.
..Or maybe you need to see the truth, find yourself, see yourself, face yourself, face the wrong, see the wrong, See the blade, see the blood.
Look at yourself.
Sit in and secure in your chains, chains can be broken.
You secure yourself in fear..
Why?
Rid yourself of these chains, Be yourself. Don't let the chains chase. I wanna become, i wann
I've got it covered.
Don't worry about me.
I'll get it done..
But you'll be watching me,
Watching me if i do it right.
That doesn't worry me.
Doesn't worry me at all.
Next i'll be sitting well away,
In case i did it wrong.
Frightened to my very bones.
I might explode all so soon,
Explode all over you.
It won't be very nice,
You wouldn't like it,
With all the blood covered all over you.
I know i should not fear,
for i am strong.
Bullet-proof my soul.
You hit me with all you got,
It will just bounce off.
Untill i turn round and hit you back,
And then your dead.
You live too far away.
The one time i am not scared.
You coming over here?
Would send a lighting bolt,
Through my brain.
I don't think i could face,
I would stand well away.
Sitting in a corner as you pass.
Blood stops,
I go cold,
I freeze to death.
I simply can't face.
Dreaming, Dreaming forever.
Dreaming Positive Thoughts.
Thinking i am living my dream.
Dancing In The Night, Rain Falling.
Dark Nights are upon me but,
I try to live in the daylight.
Someone in the street,
Rain Falling All Over.
It seem transparent.
Standing Over There,
In the Shadows Of thereafter,
Fading away..
I wonder if that was someone,
I used to know.
I wonder if it was you.
It was you,
I'm sure.
You're not really gone,
I know you're not.
You're still here.
You're Watching Me.
You're Guiding Me.
Guiding Me Through Trouble,
Giving Me Somewhere To Go,
Within myself.
And All this time,
and i thought you were gone,
My eyes had just lost track.
There's something your eye.
The wind blows it away.
Sitting as the wind blows away.
Standing by the sea.
Seas rock the boat.
I stand.
The sea brings you in.
Sleeping,
While thinking.
It's all so cold,
I think i might just stare at the wall.
The dreams might just scare you away.
Blank Faces, Death and Murder.
A Knife In My Back.
Lies, Death and you.
My Shirt turns red.
From A Knife,
That you stuck in my back.
You know, I don't even care.
She is a distant sky by MyLittleEmpire, literature
Literature
She is a distant sky
Deep below, beneath the deviant voices,
Lay an unforgettable tone,
Consistent in it's cry, beautiful as distant skies,
Watch it now, as it passes us by,
Drown ourselves, in her liquidly substance.
Hard substance, with a delicacy upon it, she does reject,
Hands are beaten, face is torn, and eyes are watered,
Teeth are clean, and the skin is whitened,
Spent many years underground, out in the garden.
Long, dark hair, used to be colourful,
It's irrelevant, however, she is a distant sky.
Orders Mr Bunberry around, can't sleep on the floor,
Midnight comes, and she's not around,
She's got brown eyes, and likes to dance around.
She cou
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