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It's Hell I Know

My family it's Hell I know
I tried to tell them so
Because truthfully I know
I know, I know
Life hasn't been easy
I can testify to that
Been around and around
Been to Hell and Back
I've been told by them many times
Sometimes almost every day
To Go to Hell
And get out of their way
But like an insomniac
Or perhaps it was the heat
Or the bleak dead of night
Or my restless heart
Aching to find flight
I've felt the depths of pain envelope me
I've struggled to break free
I've felt that burning pain, with heart mind and soul
I've begged God. I've clawed desperately.
Time less years I've spent alone
Trying to comprehend
Confussed alone lost perplexed
Not one friend
But at least now The truth I know
I know
That truth came at my weakest hours
Burned my soul
With such amazing pain filled power
The sad truth about my family
Why couldn't they see?
The greatest of all the miseries
It's because they couldn't see
They loved abuse more than even me
So now you know why
We can't be a family

And now do you understand?
The words and the years
That I told you so
That without love
It's Hell-I know

poem by Clyde Bryson
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The Valley of Acid Tears

I think my writing's of poems has come to an end
They've told the stories about my family
Lost Love, Wars, The Hells, Places I've been
Damaged Souls
The Stories of Tears that just won't end
The Things that just has to be said
That caused the Tears
The Dark Secrets
Truth about a family of Abuse
Anger
Live's full of sin
Reality would talk about how it's time to move on
We were the resemblances of survival
A family gone
And for our futures journeys to the other side of life
Yet even now with that knowledge of my family
My own lifetime of strife
My broken dreams and shattered hearts

I was still surprised by the cords that were still tied
The story of how I came to that bridge of lost love
Where hopelessness reigned
Where helpless tears cried
The place where time had come for changes, repentance
Above all else knowledge that I needed to be righteous before I lied
It didn't take an Einstein to read between the lines
I just wished my family could've realized that
And about the furture life after the boxes of pines
How I stood at that bridge and cried harder than ever before
Thought of them and the love lost
Then even harder more
How I moved forward for the damaged soul of mine
Wondered what was left, did we have any more time?
You see my family! I know that it had to be this way
That everyone has a chance to move on or lay where you lay
Even now you know I loved you like now one else ever could
After all it was only that love that made it so I could be good
Yes I had to be good!
Fact is,
I wanted it more than anything
But for you at the bridge, and your memories
A little longer I stood
And then how the tears flowed
More than I thought that they ever could

So the day will come for you to hear my thoughts
Maybe even read
Even now I wonder who'll listen
Who'll heed

It was hard to speak even now about abuse
The Valley of Acid Tears
My moving on
These last few years

My family will never know about that
Nor understand what its been like
Nor visit those places I been
The times I needed their help
The times my soul was so desperate for their love
My fight,
The fight to become clean and win
I try not to remember how so often they judged me
And the truth that I spoke, as the sin

My poems would speak of the
Bitterness
within my family, my soul
About pain and endless tears,
Waves that washed and flowed
But not once ever did my heart speak,
Nor the stories talk of any hate
Only of love, and lost, the damage, the worries,
My fate
About a bridge I crossed and my moving on
The depths of Hell
And those Hells beyond
The understanding of endless tears
And how they'll never be gone

And how I turned,
My back away from that bridge from that Hell
And even then, and still my family didn't show any care
About the man that loved them, that isn't doing very well
Nor do they get to see the man that has changed his life
For as I walked from that bridge, fake love and
Those unbelievable Hells
I thought
My family, my family, my family it's true
I'm happy you missed the Hells I've been too.
The turning my back away from sin
But not the best part that makes me what I am
Love, true love the best part of any man
So as I walked from that Valley of Acid Tears
Love now speaks Frankly about The House The Home, The Hells
My life in the Valley of the Dammed

poem by Clyde Bryson
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The family that used to be

The family the used to be

There was once a happy family
Everything seem to be going right
Everybody was happy
There was no arguments or no fights
My mom and dad loved each other
Well at least I thought so
But after 2 years or so
All the love seemed to go
And disappear into the night
They began to argue
They began to fight
This hurted me inside
At night I cried
I hated for the family to fall apart
This truly broke my heart
When my father left the house
I didn’t care anymore
I wanted the family to be happy and full of love
But like my father that all went out the door
My heart felt so soar
I couldn’t love anymore
So I began to not care
Doing things I wouldn’t dare do
ONLY IF MY FATHER WAS HERE
My mom worries about me and wonder why I act this way
I never told her why
I just simply reply I’ll be ok
No one understands me
No one feels the pain I feel
When I think about how my family used to be
And how it is today
So a family the once used to be a family 3
Is now a family of 2
The house is quiet boring and blue
It’s not the same with out my dad here
But I can’t do nothing but cry (tear)

Signed a hurt child

By atiya

poem by Atiya Smith
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Always Think Of Heaven

When Family loves you, you can tell
Always think of Heaven; never Hell
When Family photos are taken, they exude all
Always think of Heaven; Peter and Paul
When Family is together, there is a word 'kiss'
Always think of Heaven; Genesis
When Family creates, the best feeling around
Always think of Heaven; actually solid ground
When Family reunions, are the years' events
Always think of Heaven; you are Heaven sent
When Family members, are graduating school
Always think of Heaven; actually really cool
When Family takes a fall, then just has to rest
Always think of Heaven; it will be the best
When Family has turmoil, agony and pain
Always think of Heaven; it actually helps again
When Family needs a break, in life's' game
Always think of Heaven; that's where the Lord remains

poem by Dwayne Banks
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Burning Up

Would you believe me
If I said Id never lie
Though it aint easy
I can tell you I have tried
But I got to say
That it comes those days
That I told something untrue
Would you forgive me
If I said Id lied to you
This is my fear
To tell you what Ive done
As things come clear
Im afraid that youll be gone
But all I know
Is if you go
At least Ive told whats true
Hope youll forgive me
When I say Ive lied to you
Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
Yes Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
How will you kill me
For what Im about to tell
Please do it gently
cause you know Im bound for hell
All I know is
Ive lost my soul
Im burning inside
Hope youll forgive me
Yes I have lied
Oh yes Ive lied
Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
Yes Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
Now you know that Ive gone
And Ive been untrue to you
And once its told
Well you know theres nothing we can do
I regret that I let this get so out of hand
I pray, please stay, that youll understand
Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
Yes Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
Im burning up...
(repeat)

song performed by by Eagle Eye Cherry
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The Book Of Pain

One smile from your seductive eyes
is all it took to hypnotise.
Instantly I belonged to you,
my heart, soul, and body too.

You knew what you had done to me
and cared not for my dignity.
You teased and tempted, and gave me pain,
then you stopped and did it again.

Your flirtatious games with other men
caused emotional pandemonium.
I felt like killing you and the other guys,
but I listened to your worthless lies.

Chaotic emotional extremes of love and rage
rewrote this book of pain on every page.
To heaven and hell I was too often sent
to which my pillow can bear testament.

Something had to happen to end this pain,
but I desperately desired you again.
I pleaded with you not to treat me this way,
but your eyes said what you had to say.

You decided to end the tug of war of love,
which you pulled and then shoved.
I couldn't believe you would do this to me,
but you were cruelly lacking sympathy.

Overwhelming despair filled my heart,
I hated you for tearing my world apart,
and yet my love for you couldn't be denied,
this was when I considered suicide.

I resisted that urge for an easy way out
and tried to remove all my selfish doubt.
It's not easy to forget your seductive eyes
and the pain when you had me hypnotised.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Cancer

he went to the doctor because of
a pain in his chest.
they gave him a physical and ran every test.
the doctor told him:
the results will come back within one week
then we'll sit and we'll speak.
the results came back, just like he said
and with it bad news, of which he had dread.

CANCER! how can that be, i am only thirty three.
what will happen, what can i do.
i have a family just like you.
what will happen to my children
and my lovely wife, how will she
survive in this uncertain life?

two kids to raise and her husband not there.
what is GOD thinking, does'nt he care.
i'll accept death, be it as may.
but i always dreamt with my children i'd play.

now with the bad news he had to face the family.
should he tell them the truth, or tell them a lie.
but sooner or later he would die.
that night with tears in his eyes
he told his family he was going to die.
the time i have left on this earth only GOD can tell.
and if i'll go to heaven, or if i'll go to hell.

so while i am here, i want to share my entire life
with my family, because with you is where i want to be.
we're going to do all the things that we've
never done before, like take a trip to the shore.

all the sports that we wanted to do
fishing, boating, hunting, hiking
and just some quality time all alone.
for i don't know when i'll be coming home.

i want you all to remember this:
this is not words of good-bye
for we'll see each other on the other side.

CANCER: THINK ABOUT IT BEFORE YOU TAKE THAT DRAG
FOR IT MAY BE YOUR VERY LAST.

poem by Louis Rams
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Burning Bridges

Hell above
Your star is below
There's no comprehension
There's no voice of reason here
Fairy tales dividing
Broken wings unfold
Before you
Take a look at what you've become
[chorus]
Hell above
Your star is below
All I see
Covered in dirt
Hell above
Your star is below
All hope dies
Burning Bridges
I'll take the truth before trust
When the world comes crashing down
Embrace the pain
In a world of lies
(YOW!)
I'll take the truth before trust
Flight betrayed you
Clipped your own
Take a look at what you've become
One truth for you

song performed by by Kittie
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Saints In Hell

They laughed at their gods
And fought them in vain
So he turned his back on them
And left them in pain
Now here come the saints
With their banners held high
Each one of them martyrs
Quite willing to die
Wake the dead, the saints are in hell
Wake the dead, theyve come for the bell
Cover your fists
Razor your spears
Its been our possession
For 8,000 years
Fetch the scream eagles
Unleash the wild cats
Set loose the king cobras
And blood sucking bats
Wake the dead, the saints are in hell
Wake the dead, theyve come for the bell
We are saints
In hell
We are saints
In hell
Were going down
Into the fire
Were going down
Into the fire
The streets run with blood from the mass mutilation
As carnage took toll for the bell
Abattoir, abattoir, mon dieu quelle horreur
For a time is was like second hell
Saints in hell
Saints in hell
The battle is over, the saints are alive
How can we all thank you, we felt so despised
Saints in hell
Saints in hell
Saints in hell
Saints in hell
Saints in hell
Saints in hell
(fade)

song performed by by Judas Priest
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Joy & Pain

Heaven aint your place girl , not now anyways
And in this hell yeah yeah , you cant erase
All of the pain , that youve been given
That aint the reason yeah , that youve been driven
Watch the hand as its movin ,
24 times around
Every seconds like a minute ,
Till youre back on the ground
Ive felt joy and Ive felt pain (girl Im sorry)
Ive felt joy and Ive felt pain (girl Im sorry)
Ive felt joy and Ive felt pain (girl Im sorry)
But I know Im gonna see you again
Girl we had our chances , we knew from the start
That we could take heaven yeah and tear it apart tear it apart
You gotta take a chance girl , you gotta lead me by the hand
And turn this wild one , into a family man..come on
Many miles been between us since I walked away
Girl Im sorry what I did to you , this time Im here to stay
Ive felt joy and Ive felt pain (girl Im sorry)
Ive felt joy and Ive felt pain (girl Im sorry)
Ive felt joy and Ive felt pain (girl Im sorry)
But I know baby Im gonna see you again
But I know yeah
Ive felt pain Ive felt joy yeah
Heaven aint your place girl , not now anyways
And in this hell yeah yeah , you cant erase
All of the pain , that youve been given
That aint the reason yeah , that youve been driven
Watch the hand as its movin ,
24 times around
Every seconds like a minute ,
Till youre back on the ground
Ive felt joy and Ive felt pain (and the girls say)
Ive felt joy and Ive felt pain (and the girls say)
Ive felt joy and Ive felt pain (girl Im sorry)
Ive felt joy and Ive felt pain (girl Im sorry [x3])
But I know Im gonna see you again

song performed by by Ronan Keating
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Stories About Home

I lived once in the North
And for a while, way in the South
I have some stories... that'll
Tear a man's heart out

These are the one's
I numbered ten... eleven...and twelve...
They moved so fast...
I ended living... in living Hell

But those that I numbered one thru nine...
They let the world see...why... my eyes..
My heart...
Will never again shine

I know It's hard sometimes to live
Where you can't see the sun...
Because of all that... endless rain...
I look to see.. how too... help others
Because I have lived...every kind of pain

So I write the stories...
Some are good
But often... some are very bad
They often leave hearts torn....
Spilling eyes... so sad...
And sometimes... I'll talk about the incredibly bad

But can you see the purpose...of writing
These stories... these poems...
Through the tears.... the weeping... and crying...
It's just my heart....
Trying to find a way...to move back home...

So to anyone whom read these stories. They're what I write.
They're the words of what I feel. They're the stories about wounds,
about that life, my family, about souls that never seem to heal.
They're the words of truth, they help with what I feel. For these stories
are the cause of tears...that just wont end...they're the stories that are
impossibe to bear.
They are the stoires of my family, abuse, of damage
and how love was not spared....
So many stories that'll never disappear
A soul covered with scars
Of sadness that fills a heart
That burns each time those hate words...
And abuse that breaks it apart

Clyde Grant Bryson

poem by Clyde Bryson
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Family?

Do, I have a Family?
If you ask me
I have no family merely associates
For families are genarally suppose to be filled with love

Mine is filled with hatred and with pain.
I am the perfect example of a 21st century family
Due to the mishaps of this world, my mother is a single parent
Much like now most of the world.

And as the years go by it only gets worse.
Families used to be loving, or at least that's what I 've heard.
Why can't we bring back family to what it was?
A mother, a father and children, living under one roof with love

For me, for years I lived afraid for my life, a confused little girl
Without a helpful hand in sight.
Everytime I trusted a man I got burned in the proccess
Only six yet I was afraid because of this.

Because of my 'so-called' family.
Why do they do this to me? !
I can never even look upon my 'brother' the same
For to me he is no longer a brother.

And I do not know how to express my pain, with sorrow or laughter?
Someone please save me from this disaster!
Who do you run to for help
When your family is causing the pain

And the matters are to far- fetched for the police?
Who do you trust and who do you call?
Definetly not your family.
So, now again I ask you

DO I HAVE A FAMILY?

poem by Ashley Stone
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Truth Be Told

This is the first tale of death in the world
When Cain struck down Abel, a family broken
Since then mankind's dominated his own kind
To insult and injured there's no such thing
As peace, till death do us part
Till that last (truth be told)
Sin lies at the doorway (truth be told)
Hell's open for business now (truth be told)
The soil cries out for revenge (truth be told)
And death is upon the ground, all around
The battle ain't over, without spoils of war
Just 'cause it is written, does not make it so
When you dance with the devil, make sure the song's over
I ask myself how bad do i want you to live
My anger is near
Till that last (truth be told)
Sin lies at the doorway (truth be told)
Hell's open for business now (truth be told)
The soil cries out for revenge (truth be told)
And death is upon the ground
Sin lies at the doorway (truth be told)
Hell's open for business now (truth be told)
The soil cries out for revenge (truth be told)
And death is upon the ground, all around
Solo- Mustaine
Solo- Mustaine
Tribulation strikes again and we're hit hard
Still you just go on your way
Head in the sand, ignoring the rain
Just like the flood in Noah's day
In his day
Solo- Mustaine
Can't punish those ruining the earth
It's suicide to some degree
Because we are all guilty, guilty as sin
There will be no peace, never for you and me
Solo- Mustaine
Before al Qaeda and Bin Laden
Long before Hitler and Hussein
Ever since the first murder was committed
The verdict's always been the same
Been the same, wrong!
Solo- Mustaine
The cursed future just repeats the past
There's hell to pay and stones to cast
So, there will be no peace, never be peace
Till the last truth be told by you and me
Solo- Mustaine

song performed by by Megadeth
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Heaven And Hell

What if I told you
There was no place you could run to
To hide from your fears
Where good is bad and bad is good
And all the cries your cry
No one can hear
Is it heaven - is it hell
Life is what you make it only time will tell
Is it heaven - is it hell
Life is what you make it only time...
Need someone to talk to
But theres no one you can turn to
You cry out in despair
Gotta feeling you should be kneeling on your knees
You scream to the air
Lord the pain it takes its toll
The devil wants to take my soul
Tell me what should I do
The answer that you need to find
Is in the seeds youve sown
Its all up to you
Its your life - its up to you
Now its time to choose
Death and destruction is all in your mind
Could hell be the place for the peace you must find
Its your life - its up to you
Now its time to choose
Is God your savior - the key to the light
Or is it hell burning the flames so bright
Its your life - its up to you
Now its time to choose
Times running out - not a second to pause
Be strong in your choice
The decision is yours
Its your life - its up to you
Now its time to choose

song performed by by 24-7 Spyz
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Hearts Healing

I called your name
you weren't there
I waited for you
You passed me by
I asked you to dance
You asked someone else
I loved you
You didn't love me
I said hello
You said good-bye
You broke my heart
I couldn't fix it
I wanted revenge
You lauged at me
I cried
You loved someone else
No one heard my cries
My heart was aching
You moved on
I didn't
You were happy
I was sad
I had no one
You had someone
I got lost
lost
lost
In the dark was I
alone alone alone....
my heart still aching
the memoires of us still waking
help help help
no one heard
alone alone alone
forever forever forever
it seemed
the pain was intolerable
I was going insane
my heart was still broken and pain
then then then
I saw
a bright light
i heard a calming voice
calling me....
it was someone who loved me
more than you,
I felt a strong
loving embrace
It was an angel you see
He loved me very much
He told me to go on
That I wasn't alone
I was healed
I felt happy again
and I knew I was loved
and I would never have to wait for love again.....

poem by Bella Ravenstar
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Pains of Divorce

His entire life was in his pocket
Starting from his daughters hair locket.
A few pictures of him and his family
Reminding him of how things used to be.

A crumbled up note saying:
Daddy ! I love you - I want you home.
This is where you belong.
The divorce had not gone too well
He had put his family through a living hell.

He felt the pressures getting to him
Of things he did and places he’d been
Of a life that he had been ashamed
He turned to alcohol to ease the pain.

They say with friends he had been
Who Turned to crime and to sin.
they convinced him that
This business was easy prey
And with this they could get away.

He got caught and served some time
Got out of jail and was doing fine.
Then he ran across the same old crowd
Drinking in a bar and getting loud.

Since he had met them his life had changed
He left the bar in a fit of rage.
This rage soon opened up his mind
And he fell to the floor and began to cry.

He asked himself: how is it! that we lose our way
We leave our families and go astray.
How is it! That love is like wine
It gets you drunk and leaves you blind.

How is it! That we fall under loves spell
It makes us happy- or it puts us thru hell.
How is it! That we see faults in others
But not in ourselves.
Do we think that we could hide it
And no one can tell.

He was putting the blame on him falling in love
And wanting to give his family so much more
That he lost himself and forgot the score.

He recalled: I once felt like a king on his throne
And now I’m left all alone.
I knew what it was like to make love
Under the stars above.
I would feel your heart beating on top of mine
And thought that we’d be together till the end of time.
Those beautiful nights and those fantastic days
Where I would make love to you in every way.

Like a fool I let this all slip away.

He found religion on that night
Turned his life around, and began his plight
He would fight to get his family back
He would not give up the slack.

The pains of divorce changed his way
And he knew he would never stray.
His wife saw the change in him
And decided to take him back in.
His daughter now happy as can be
Because once again she had her family.

poem by Louis Rams
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Go Back To Hell

Mystic rainbows - in the night
Flashing colours - shining bright
Cant you see me - in the dark
Feel a heat wave - of a spark
If youre fighting the world just beware of the knives in your back
When you need to defend then you know that its best to attack
See the light - feel the pain - and youre going insane
Go back to hell - go back to hell
To the sight of mystic light youve seen before
Go back to hell - go back to hell
Where the dead are always knocking at your door
Feel so lonely - far away
Eat your heart out - time to pray
Moving faster - to the flames
And Im playing - all the games
If youre fighting the world just beware of the knives in your back
When you need to defend then you know that its best to attack
See the light - feel the pain - and youre going insane
Go back to hell - go back to hell
To the sight of mystic light youve seen before
Go back to hell - go back to hell
Where the dead are always knocking at your door
Go back to hell - go back to hell
To the sight of mystic light youve seen before
Go back to hell - go back to hell
Where the dead are always knocking at your door...

song performed by by U. D. O.
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Family Pain

Why do family lie?
Why do family fight?
We suppose to be there for each other.
Family is suppose to be tight.
I don't get phone calls nor text messages from y'all.
Something just don't seem right.

Family pain is the worse pain.
The pain that make your heart not feel the same.
It really hurts when your own family don't remember your name.
Your heart is breaking fast, the pieces falling from it can't be tamed.
Makes you want to break down and cry when you hear your family talk about you being the family shame.

Why do family lie?
Why do family fight?
We suppose to be there for each other.
Family is suppose to be tight.
'Family will hurt you the worst than abybody.'
I guess that saying is right.

poem by Kayla Martin
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Dead And Gone

In years from now when I am dead and gone
Will people read the words that I had wrote
If they do will they agree with what they read
And if so truly, understand the feelings I had spoke.
Will they feel the pain and suffering that I felt
In the many days of my own life
Maybe they will etch my feelings inside their soul
And If so, I wonder for me if they will cry.
I wonder if anyone will go into a deep thought
After reading the words that I had spoke
And then will they think and understand that feeling too
While inside their soul or heart a memory I will had awoke.
Maybe they will be with me in those lonesome nights
When my soul and I felt so very alone
When I couldn't sleep so I had to write
While my soul stayed stationary, but my mind it did roam.
And will they feel the pain that I did feel
With every line that I suffered as I did write
Will they shed a tear that my lover never shed for me
While she was always in my heart and in my sight.
And when they finish my book and close it shut
Will they reflect my feelings as they walk away
Will they say they know the pain that I have felt
As they too had felt it in their very own days.
Will they cry the tears that was never cried for me
As they go searching for my last resting place
To give the sympathy they might say I deserve
While trying to visualize my soul through my face.
If they look and find and then walk unto my grave
I wander for me if i will receive long forgotten grieving
Telling me how sad and the pity they hold for me
After reading my words, maybe they will start believing.
And maybe they will walk to the graves of the others
The ones who did me wrong and who sealed my fate
Who made me the poet whom I had to become
Will they tell them their souls, and living they do hate.
So as I finish writing with these last few thoughts
I hope forever my words and feelings will continue on
As I know I am not alone and my pain is not fastened to me
But really who will know, until I am dead and gone.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Reality

Here on earth we see destruction
It has gone to far
We must change for new directions
Use your mind or fall
See through the past what we have done
Disaster soon will come
Hell after life or hell on this earth
Will we be rebirthed
Reality !
Time is short years are counted
Generations lost
See the truth ! We are hunted
We must pay the cost
See through the past what we have done
Disaster soon will come
Hell after life or hell on this earth
Will we be rebirthed
Nature bleeds for our disposal
We must point our view
You cant use your nuclear weapons
You must hear the calls
See through the past what we have done
Disaster soon will come
Hell after life or hell on this earth
Will we be rebirthed
We must gather now for a future instead of hell
We must gather now for a future instead of hell

song performed by by Zonata
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Cry To The Darkening Sea

A song I wrote

I'm looking along the sea,
Searching for an answer,
Seeing only darkness,
Comforting the icy soul beneath.

Our passion is forever,
A silent whisper
To the night,
Our passion is forever,
A cry in the darkness.

I'm sorry,
I'm not who I say,
I'm sorry,
I couldn't stay today.

I've lived this lie
I've cried these tears,
I've gone through the pain
You've stood by for so many years

This is the message
This is the truth,
I don't care anymore
This is the message
This is the truth,
The darkness is my best friend
This is the message
This is the truth,
I am the lie.

Tears won't express the anger,
Darkness can't console this pain,
Dead or alive
I will love you,
Broke or rich
I will love you,
Hate me and I will love you.

Where is the love,
You can't even stand to look at me,
You are hating,
The darkness consuming me.

This is the message
This is the truth,
I am who I am
This is the message
This is the truth,
I don't love you anymore
This is your message
This is your truth.

poem by Evan Skora
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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