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Swimming in Rivers of Blood

Locked away,
In solitary.
Padded walls,
Closing in.
My mind,
Is fried.
Dark intentions,
Burn me.
Like venom,
They kill.

The only reason I'm here,
Is because I was swimming.
Swimming in rivers of blood.
The blood wasn't mine,
It was my enemy's.
I'm not the murderer.
He killed himself.
I found him in the floor,
And said a prayer for him.
I prayed for his soul,
To find salvation.
But then they arrived,
Flooding the house.

Like black smoke,
They filled the house.
They pushed out the air,
And suffocated me.
They locked me away,
For no reason at all.
And so now,
My mind is corrupted.

poem by Andrew Long
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Live... From The Funeral Of God

Live from the funeral of God
Live from the funeral of God
This is the day you've awaited
Sponsored and celebrated
He has answered your prayers
Corpses have piled up with your riches
They have spilled over onto the Earth
We spit and wear our fear like masks
Everything is locked into form
(Interrupt the feed)
(It's closing in, its closing in) The skys so dark
(It's closing in, its closing in) The skys so dark
(It's closing in, its closing in) The skys so dark
(It's closing in, its closing in) The skys so dark
Are men no worse than demons?
Are armies not thirsty for bleed?
The desire of their hearts has been met
Eons and eons
Decades of liars
Drink with power atop the mountains of corpses
Their arms and legs fail and they crawl like serpents
To address those who are mourning
Live from the funeral of God
Of God
(It's closing in, its closing in) The skys so dark
(It's closing in, its closing in) The skys so dark
(It's closing in, its closing in) The skys so dark
(It's closing in, its closing in) The skys so dark
There is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under control
There is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under control
There is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under control
There is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under control
There is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under control
There is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under control

song performed by by Zao
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Pool Of Blood

I was swimming.
Swimming in a pool of blood,
That wasn’t my own.

I realised it was your blood.
It was your blood and it was my fault.
I didn’t mean to.

I didn’t think.
It happened and I cant change it,
But I’m going to drown in it.

I deserve to drown in it.
Don’t I?
It was my fault and nothing will change that.

So I’ll stop swimming,
I’ll drown and everything will be right again.
Everything will be normal.

Except, neither of us will be in the world.
We’ll be in this pool of blood,
Together, forever.

So, I was swimming,
But now I’m not,
And I don’t know why?

poem by Rachel Brewer
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Locked in a Box

I'm in a locked box
and I'm searching
for the key.
The key that
will set me free.
But wait this locked box
is like no other...
the locked box I'm
in is not made from
cardboard, glass,
wood, plastic or
leather.
The locked box I’m in
is made by an alloyed created
by my own hands.
My mind is the locked
box that I'm in.
The bottom is made from
the ghetto streets
I grew up on.
And one side of the box
is made from the violence
and abuse I suffered
at home.
Now another side is made from
the drugs and alcohol I used
to escape.
While another side is made of
my own self hate.
Now the last side of the locked
box is made from the things
that used to be my hopes
and dreams,
and the lid of this locked box
is made from my nightmares
and screams.
Now, I’m scratching the walls
trying to set myself free.
Because I can feel this
lock box closing in on me.
Closing in so tight it is taking
away my breath.
This locked box is becoming
my resting place after my death.
Wait a minute death may be
the key.
For if I die I will be free.
I'm in a locked box.

poem by Lore Me34
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Forlorn Damnity

swimming in the ocean
which only satisfies so long
the urges of the barbarian call
that wakes and quakes beneath my soul
underneath the inside of my heart
the one true piece of me
that i keep locked away,
for fear that it should catalyze
that i would break away and destroy
everything i ever held dear
but before i knew it he was gone
out the cage and out the door
walking on the bus, in the park, on the floor,
and there it was when i was hit
the only reason i do not fit
i've lost sight of everything
starting from when i saw it all
and now i am simply waiting for the fall.

but what if it never comes...
but if it never comes...
and if it never comes...
i will be just as lost as i was
swimming in the ocean
which only satisfies so long...

poem by David Thomas
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Questions I Ask Myself...

whose voice do you hear?
whose blood by the door?
whose body before you,
lifeless in the night?

are you then prayer,
the reason for prayer,
or the answer?

whose tremble in your hands?
whose guilt etched in your face?
whose give did you take?
whose mouth left hungry?

are you then forgiveness,
the reason for forgiveness,
or the need?

whose god did yours kill?
whose sons did your war murder?
whose plate did you steal from?
whose blanket do you wear?

are you then salvation,
the reason for salvation,
or past the point of being saved?

questions i ask myself,
late at night!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Blood On The Floor

Written by jeremy spencer.
Well goodbye world
Its sad but true
Got a date with the hangman
I have to leave you
I shot my darlin
Three times of more
The reason Im goin
Is blood on the floor
The nights are so lonely
The days are so long
Im in the jailhouse
Cause they say Ive done wrong
I dont say Im sorry
I just say Im sore
The reason Im goin
Is blood on the floor (blood on the floor)
Well I came home one night
She were lyin,
With her legs around
Another mans bod
She saw me, stared laughin
But she cried, when she saw my gun
Goodbye world
I guess we must part
Theyre taking my life
Cause I shot my sweetheart
I dont say Im sorry
I just say Im sore
The reason Im goin
Is blood on the floor
Oh the reason Im goin
Is blood on the floor
Oh the reason Im goin
Is the blood on the floor

song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Your mind's ocean

Swimming away
swimming away
swimming away yeah
swimming through the deep blue ocean
nothing but red skies ahead
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over cooperation
go swimming in your mind's ocean

The water so still
and the wind in motion
i'll be up and alive
before i'm down and moping
wake up in the water
before you drown
i'll make you want to smile
with my speechless frown
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over anticipation
go swimming in your mind's ocean

Thoughts of doom and no hope
I'll dropp them in the oceans deep
To save my eyes when i grope
Dead to the world in this cool sleep
Swimming away
Swimming away
we'll swim all night
And walk all day
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over destination
Lets go swimming
Lets go Swimming
in your mind's ocean

poem by Allen Steble
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Burning In The Skies

I used the deadwood to make the fire rise
The blood of innocence burning in the skies
I filled my cup with the rising of the sea
And poured it out in an ocean of debris
I'm swimming in the smoke
Of bridges I have burned
So don't apologize
I'm losing what I don't deserve
What I don't deserve
We held our breath when the clouds began
to form
But you were lost in the beating of the
storm
And in the end we were made to be apart
In separate chambers of the human heart
I'm swimming in the smoke
Of bridges I have burned
So don't apologize
I'm losing what I don't deserve
It's in the blackened bones
Of bridges I have burned
So don't apologize
I'm losing what I don't deserve
What I don't deserve
I'm swimming in the smoke
Of bridges I have burned
So don't apologize
I'm losing what I don't deserve
The blame is mine alone
For bridges I have burned
So don't apologize
I'm losing what I don't deserve
What I don't deserve
And here's the dead wood to make the fire
rise
The blood of innocence burning in the skies

poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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Matrix of Illusory

We are living in the, in the dark ages
Haven't seen some daylight in what seems ages
All the information is locked far beyond
Locked in circuits and bathed in silicon
And we're fast asleep with our dreams seething in
And though all is still we are still breathing
But it's him in the dark, he makes me null and void
But it's him in the dark
I think I’m paranoid
A world of half-truths, what goes
Locked in my mental prison I never chose
And the dark is cold with hands freezing
This inner keep seems strangely pleasing
While the masters receive facelifts
We button-pushers work decades-long shifts
And free men are free to subjugate under nine to five
Must be self-extinction that keeps us alive
We are living in the, in the dark ages
Haven't seen some daylight in what seems ages
All the information is locked far beyond
Locked in circuits and bathed in season
The Age of Enlightenment, the Age of Reason
It’s some big brother in the dark, he makes me sense it all
Big brother in the dark
I think it’s only a cell wall
In a matrix of illusory, where to flee
Imprisoned in mind until we find the key

poem by Mason Maestro
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Stranger In My Own House

(a capella: she said: boy, your luck is running out...she make me feel like a stranger...in my own house)
I come stumbling in at a quarter to three
To the sound of my own dog growlin at me
Im scared to move or turn on a light
Youve got me creepin around in the dark
Like a thief in the night
Ive got no excuse, I should have known
Ive got no place to live
I never feel at home
I walk into the kitchen to see whats there
Im tired and Im hungry but the cupboards bare
Ive been working all day and all night too
I cant believe this is all I have to come back to
I guess Ill take a look upstairs, in the danger zone
I wonder what Im doing here
When I never feel at home
Im a stranger in my own house
Ive got the keys to the door
But Im still locked out
Im a stranger in my own house
Ill huff and Ill puff and Ill blow this house down
Cant be a stranger in my own house
I see the do not disturb sign on my bedroom door
What is this sheet and pillow laying on the floor
I wore out my welcome
I hear you loud and clear
Its time to get a few things straight around here
Ive got no excuse, I should have known
Ive got a place to live but I never feel at home
Im just a stranger in my own house
Ive got the keys to the door
But Im still locked out
Stranger in my own house
Ill huff and Ill puff and Ill blow this house down
Cant be a stranger in my own house
Ive got no excuse, I should have known
With a woman like you Im better off alone
Im a stranger in my own house
Ive got the keys to the door
But Im still locked out
Im just a stranger in my own house
Oh, honey Im home
Im just a stranger in my own house
Im just a stranger in my own house
You got a lion on your hands girl, not a mouse!
Im just a stranger in my own house
Im just a stranger in my own house
Well, somebodys got to go...
Stranger
Stranger

song performed by by Foreigner
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The Vengeful Poem

you ask if you can burn
a house
then to answer it
you burned one

the family house
where your mom died a week ago
was ashed

you father left
unable to stand you

you handed your arms
they will not take it
they confess
they still love you

when the police officer charged you with arson
they put you in a place where no one knows you
they still protect
as their own brother by blood

all that you have in mind is an escape
you want to burn another house

one day

you told the man next door that you can kill him
he told your brother
who asked you about your scheme
of your first premeditated murder

you said you want to try if you can really kill a man
with your bare hands

you have become uncontrollable

now a lesson must be given to you

you will be captured in this poem
it is inside a rectangular perimeter

there is no exit

now our world shall be calm
and it will be peaceful upon its bed of grass

because
this poem also knows how to kill

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Locked

Children tattooed, pierced and studded, dreadlocked;
parents panicked, indecisive, deadlocked.

Mother to daughter: live as you must, if you must;
for just a bit longer, keep the door to your bed locked.

Son to father: teach me what you know,
but I won't agree to keep the door to my head locked.

Mother to father: where have you been, and where
have you kept your thoughts and all you might have said locked?

They'd come so far, and then she saw, in him,
the door to their life, their home, their daily bread locked.

One night in a fiery panic dream he ran
and found the door toward which he'd wildly fled locked.

Aging, but at long last ripe and ready,
she found the on-ramp to the road ahead locked.

They learned too late the cost of keeping that cellar
full of truths that could not be gainsaid locked.

The young return. Too many find the way back
to lives in the country for which they fought and bled locked.

Eric, old friend, as you try each door in the mind,
will you wake one day to find the heart instead locked?

poem by Eric Torgersen
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Why?

(m&l - deris)
Father its time
Have a heart for your child who cries in pain
Not a new sign
But a strike thatll blow those fools away
Open your eyer
If you got for that just look for too ling at time
They split on your name
Doineverything you deamed as highest crime
They beive they could walk on the waters
Playngos sleep with devils daugther
They killed your sun
And might kill mine but you dont mind
Why, lord why
Tell me why
In these lonely days
Ive need your awser
Theres a reason why
How could you fail
Still its time turn the black into the light
Why do you wait
Do you look down and the laws that what you find
Cant you see they are mistreating their daugthers
They belive they could walk on the water
They killed your sun
And might kill mine but you dont mind
Why, lord why
Tell me why
In these lonely days
Ive need your awser
Theres a reason why
Why, lord why
Tell me why
Youre the owly light
Forever lastin
Tell me father why

song performed by by Helloween
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Montsgur

I stand alone in this desolate space
In death they are truly alive
Massacred innocence, evil took place
The angels were burning inside
Centuries later I wonder why
What secret that they took to their grave
Still burning heretics under our skies
Religion's still burning inside
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
As we kill them all so god will know his own
The innocents died for the pope on his throne
Catholic greed and its paranoid zeal
Curse of the grail and the blood of the cross
Templar believers with blood on their hands
Joined in the choruse to kill on demand
Burned at the stake for their soul's liberty
To stand with the cathars to die and be free
The book of old testament crippled and black
Satan his weapon is lust
Living this evil damnation of flesh
Back to the torture of life
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
As we kill them all so god know his own
Laugh at the darkness and in god we trust
The eye of the triangle smiling with sin
No passover feast for the cursed within
Facing the sun as they went to their grave
Burn like a dog or you live like a slave
Death is the price for your soul's liberty
To stand with the cathars and to die and be free
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel

song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Low Barometer

The south-wind strengthens to a gale,
Across the moon the clouds fly fast,
The house is smitten as with a flail,
The chimney shudders to the blast.

On such a night, when Air has loosed
Its guardian grasp on blood and brain,
Old terrors then of god or ghost
Creep from their caves to life again;

And Reason kens he herits in
A haunted house. Tenants unknown
Assert their squalid lease of sin
With earlier title than his own.

Unbodied presences, the packed
Pollution and remorse of Time,
Slipped from oblivion re-enact
The horrors of unhousehold crime.

Some men would quell the thing with prayer
Whose sightless footsteps pad the floor,
Whose fearful trespass mounts the stair
Or burst the locked forbidden door.

Some have seen corpses long interred
Escape from hallowing control,
Pale charnel forms - nay even have heard
The shrilling of a troubled soul,

That wanders till the dawn has crossed
The dolorous dark, or Earth has wound
Closer her storm-spread cloak, and thrust
The baleful phantoms underground.

poem by Robert Seymour Bridges
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(Humor Poem) 4th of July Decisions

With a morbid sense of humor
I say listen bitch
Your coming to our forth of July party
Or we will be coming
To kill your old man
To burn your house down
And grab you and your kid

The reason being you can't make up your mind
So we feel we have make some decisions for you.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Astonishing Forest

Where the house filled with living
The house continuously giving
Where the house filled with nature
The house filled with adventure
Anything can survive
With the nature it provides
Where the house filled with grass
The house filled with hedges, bushes and plants
Canopy trees be it rain or shine
Will be there for you at any time
Where the green house filled with fresh air
Will shelter you in the heavy rain
O the house of beauty
O the house of sound
So much variety is yet to be found

poem by Sehar Zaman
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Caged in Life Caged Like a.............

Caged in life
Locked up in misery
Locked up in guilt.
Locked up in denial.
No it wasnt me.

Im locked in my own misery.
With no1 to hear my cries.
My cries of desperatoin
My cries of disbelife.

I guess I'll never be free
Wrapped up in my own grief.
Blaming anything
Blaming myself.
Angry with everyone
Angry at the world.

Am I a bitter person.
yes properly I am.
I feel caged in wvery days life.
Every new day
The same as the one thats past.

One messed up mind
Is mine my mind drained
My mind is all but lost.
For now Im a bitter person.

Locked in my own world
Locked in my grief.
With barriers a 1000 feet high.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Murderer

(m&l - hansen)
He said get ut of here nobody wants you here
You smashed his head and the man died
And theres a murmur loud
From the appearing crowd
Searching for motives and reason why
Now take a look at yourself and youll see
What you are in the eyes of the world
You didnt want it but now hes dead
And youre on the run of the law
Youre a murderer in every town
Murderer to the whole world
Murderer youre on the run
Murderer youll have to kill... again
And like an animal which scaped from the cage
Theyre hunting you over their holy land
Traps waiting everywhere you fall in deep despair
Darkness and night your owly friends
One day the chase will be over for you
And youll find your own peace in the end
Some day you will find a sanctuary
Death!... but so long my friend...
Youre a murderer in every town
Murderer to the whole world
Murderer youre on the run
Murderer youll have to kill... again
He said get ut of here nobody wants you here
You smashed his head and the man died
And theres a murmur loud
From the appearing crowd
Searching for motives and reason why
Now take a look at yourself and youll see
What you are in the eyes of the world
You didnt want it but now hes dead
And youre on the run of the law
Youre a murderer in every town
Murderer to the whole world
Murderer youre on the run
Murderer youll have to kill... again