Forsaken.

If there's a place inside my head

To just lie adrift

Unanchored within my thoughts

Consume the memories I once had

And leave myself lost and cold

Trapped inside my own illusion

An immortal isolation

To where reality is an elusive nightmare

Or the perfect dream?

No one can escape this unfathomable void

We can only despairingly attempt to...

Not together, but alone

In this selfish world, we only have ourselves

There's a time and a place for love

But there's no love out here

Will we even glimpse the light at tunnels end?

Burn my ropes of tranquillity

So I can peacefully descend;

The pit of everlasting cries

From our lost and murdered children

The taste of oxygen did not reach their senses

A drowning intrinsic foetus

In the pool of an unloving womb

What have we come to be? A monstrosity

A living carcass of broken emotion

We will all live and die...

Not together, but alone

In this selfish world

We only have ourselves

There's a time and a place for love

But there's no love out here

Will we even glimpse the light

At tunnels end?

The Broken Lullaby.

I am feeling so pressured

I am feeling so caged-in

I don't even know what the truth means any more

I am running from you

I am looking forward

I'll try to forget what you did to me, it's a start

When the people and the places

That remind me of our faces

When all we could do was smile like nothing mattered

I'll look away, like it never was there,

Like it never mattered

You never did care

I'll erase all those moments we shared

Because it hurts...

Too much to bear

I can't even see, because I'm blinded by reality

I'm lost in transition, from my wants to my needs

My heart is down on its knees

What do I believe?

I am slipping away

My past is catching on to me

I forgot what love means, because of you

I fell into my own fissure, fell so hard for you

The climb continues

When will I stand, on solid ground

When the people and the places

That remind me of our faces

When all we could do was smile like nothing mattered

I'll look away, like it never was there,

Like it never mattered

You never did care

I'll erase all those moments we shared

Because it hurts...

Too much to bear

I can't even see, because I'm blinded by reality

I'm lost in transition, from my wants to my needs

My heart is down on its knees

What do I believe?

These moments, were the last

A thousand miles lost in your eyes

I have to find my way back

Alone

A Suicide To Die For

“Suicide is man’s way of telling God – ‘You can’t fire me; I quit.’” / “Never attempt to murder a man who is committing suicide”

Just take this pill

You'll feel like there's no cage imprisoning your soul

Feel it disperse through your heart

And pierce your arteries as it flows through

Spill your emotions inside out like blood,

Taken from the finest jug

Of the purest liquidized malevolence

The red mist dawns over your eyes

You have no control, it's time

Take my heart in marriage, and compress it into nothingness

With your bipolar fuelled ego

I am mortal no more, you leave me nothing to live for

This is a suicide to die for

You’re not fazed by this bruise among others

That inadequately dents your morality

It creeps upon the surface, of your broken nightmares

The undying parasite underneath your skin

It's everlasting feast on your mercy

My thoughts are dying

Now I feel much weaker

If fate is real, then this is mine

Take my heart in marriage, and compress it into nothingness

With your bipolar fuelled ego

I am mortal no more, you leave me nothing to live for

This is a suicide to die for

This is the last time I cry because of you

This is the last time I cry because of you

This is the last time I cry because of you

This is the last time I cry

The Night Is A Demon Calling.

Riddle me this, as I'm stuck on my chair

Why I'm alone but I can hear the voices, yeah

Dark, pitch black but I can see it's face

As I stare into space, a reflection stares back

I'm looking into the mirror

A small glitter in his eyes, but he doesn't look surprised

As he gives a devilish smile

Leave this house with a bottle o' whisky

No plan or direction and the time is 12.50

He might end up somewhere risky

But he isn't bothered 'cause he's already made up his mind

Have you got somewhere to stay son?

You look a tad gone and you seem lost

Get on that bus, and follow the night to where it takes us

You're half empty but that bottle's half full

Keep on drinking 'cause you might get enough balls

To say those words you've planned out

Like a script, it all falls into place

You've got a place to rest your head

Drinking whisky straight

In a public place

And you're under age

Can you see the light?

At the end of this night

There's no sense or sight

You'll end up alone

So pick up that phone

You knew it all along

Leave this house with a bottle o' whisky

No plan or direction and the time is 12.50

He might end up somewhere risky

But he isn't bothered 'cause he's already made up his mind

This Is A First Person View On A Self-Destructive Memory.

The empty streets seem a blur tonight

An intoxicated mind, a body in a slur, but it's alright

You took me in and you threw us out

Being friends is much more than doubt

I'm a stranger to this feeling

If seeing is believing,

Then why did I believe all that are now memories?

A cannibal emotion, once on our side

Turned against us, and ate us from the inside

I saw it crumble, and I watched it fall

You can have the pieces left over, you can have it all

It's our suicide

A multiple demise

The noose around our necks as we jump from the edge

There's no looking back, those moments are dead

The past will rot and the voices will fade

We'll leave behind our short escapade

The empty streets seem a blur tonight

An intoxicated mind, a body in a slur, but it's alright

You introduced me to the person I am today
From the second after you sent me away

This is a first person view on a self-destructive memory

It's our suicide

A multiple demise

The noose around our necks as we jump from the edge

There's no looking back, those moments are dead

The past will rot and the voices will fade

We'll leave behind our short escapade

They Just Want Your Body.

Fall, a blissful symphony

And you wished you could be

All the things that people see

On the outside, a perfect surface

Underneath those lies is a burned-out furnace

And they're too afraid to tell you, you're just a worthless...

Little girl, speeding through this world

Self-righteous and broken 

Dressed in sin, give us a twirl

I wish you could look through all their eyes

You might realise that they just want your body

Insecurity is what you want to play on

The compliments are what keep you going on

Deceive the boys, become their sexual fantasy pawn

It's all a game to make them fall in love with you

Seduce their innocence, before they make their debut

Shirt off, pants off, their skin is naked, and your soul is naked too

Why do you persist with this nonsense?

Is this how you live your life to the fullest?

I know you have your fans

With their hearts within the palm or your hand

They'll always believe your lies because they don't understand

That you are just a...

Little girl, speeding through this world

Self-righteous and broken 

Dressed in sin, give us a twirl

I wish you could look through all their eyes

You might realise that they just want your body

Little girl, speeding through this world

Self-righteous and broken 

Dressed in sin, give us a twirl

I wish you could look through all their eyes

You might realise that they just want your body

They just want your body

They just want your body

They just want your body

I'm sure you'll give them your body

Remember This.

I've upset you

Is there any way to fix that?

I've denied you

I wish I could somehow go back

I know you hate this

Because I hate it as well

Will you forgive me?

Before I forgive myself

And if there's a word that I said

It must be this word in my head

That keeps playing over and over

I made the mistake to show her

And if you ever feel forgotten

Just know you're in my head

And If you think I don't care

Remember I loved you instead

I've pushed you away

I didn't mean for you to cry

To make you feel unwanted

Was my greatest lie

I was wrong to make excuses

I was wrong to let go

Maybe that hole can be filled

I think you should know...

If you ever feel forgotten

Just know you're in my head

And If you think I don't care

Remember I loved you instead

I've upset you

Is there any way to fix that?

I've denied you

I wish I could go back

Possession.

Tell me, have I known you all along?

Your presence has left me, it's gone

And I'm not sure if you'll be the same person

A planet dies, a blackened sun

Trapped inside your own head

Not one word, but you're not dead

Still I believe for what you've been through

Overcome what you face now, your demons are due

I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

And I don't know what to do

Your demons are due

Laughter rings upon my skull

The precious moments left bitter and dull

Within my mind I wont accept it

This puzzle is jumbled, no pieces fit

I'm afraid to see who you are in present

Because that person now, you it just isn't

The air is cold, it burns when I breathe

Insanity has taken you from me - the ultimate thief

I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

And it's all because of you

Your demons are due

Welcome to the jungle.

"All work and no play?" I prefer a lot of work and some play, it separates me from the over intellectuals with little personality, but also the no-good 'parasites' of our society.

You see there's too many people out there who don't understand the concept of working hard, and still enjoying a social life. Most just focus on the former or latter, with little in between. So you get the people who are socially inept, working most of the day, of most of the week, of most of the year, of most of their lives. They end up using work in general to consume the time they aren't able to use for something, put very simply, fun. 

This means they become the 'Oxford's' and the 'Cambridge's', spending their whole teenage life on working towards what? You guessed it, more work. These years are golden, and social experiences are essential to our younger days. I'd rather be the guy who can finish half a further integration question, but is also able to hold my drink as good as an Irish sailor, rather than finish that question but having no social experience due to working so damn hard to ultimately gain the ability to finish that question. It's the best of both universes. I say 'universes' because the two concepts are too far apart on each end of the scale to be called 'worlds'.

However, we do get the rare breed of extremely intelligent people, with a very active social life. I'm not afraid to admit that I'm jealous of these people, and I'd like to say that most people are too. But that's just how life is, you get over it.

People may or may not agree with me, but as this is what I see on a day to day basis, it is indeed my single derived knowledgeable theory, from these so-called particular experiences.