BloodshotMessiah

Follow this life to it's grave It still won't be enough You live for so long, dreaming to be saved But life already called your bluff My hell becomes my haven Heaven becomes a lie This city becomes a dream And the only thing that gets Me through this cold night I can't sleep through tears I can't breath out fear I can't feel what's real Only sleep begins to heal Her face hides behind her eyes His smile becomes a friendly vice Her eyes hide her soul in depths Tattoos and skin cover her mind Life screams to be saved And nothing makes you feel less brave The world collapses and you think "Maybe today, maybe, this time, okay?"

I can't see with the blood smeared in my eyes. Plastered sin all around me, faces I despise What to do with these voices in my head? What to do, with this pleasure dripping red? Cannot breath, cannot think Cannot move, cannot blink Mind is empty, love is blank Transparent beauty, devils to thank Here is my worship, here is my cross Here is the sin I gave and I lost Here is my pain, this is my Christ Leave me in peace, leave me without light “Did you really think you'd get away from us?” “Did you really think this was good to be true?” “Did you really think we would let you live out in peace?”

My eyes run like water, Heart beats like thunder I breath for you Her smile glows in winter Her cries taste of cold Her breath fades I wish for you to see The demon is not me I wish for yours to be The voice that cradles me A heart that rips through To hear you breath “I love you.”

Frozen, the world remains warm Trinkets of golden leaves crumble The sky's velvet poems drip melodies unheard of Rain spills over like sad fingers Dropping the holidays away like a bad dream Blue, the sky longs for my eyes An open glare of the future full of hope Trying and testing, open and inviting Breathing, but not for me Inhaling the venom snort of afternoon drug Picture now this framework Transcend this melody The post modern tinsel fairy tale Look past the soft aftermath and the crisp January A naked year lays before time Now at most you would know nothing Of the red that sinks into my brain Lines caused

Some mornings breath fresh, and some stink of ill Hands feel their way forward, but the mind stays still Drowned in silence, stepping forward into violence I cry out nothing and feel everything, stoned, fake my fill In this void of vast stones, eerie lakes and trickling clocks Spread rumors inside my head, a symphony to the dead Locked in laced dreams, emasculated horny lairs scream Aching with nothing to see, hoping for once I could heal Endlessness creates in me a wilderness, dropped dreams Floating in silence, goodbyes they wave to me Mundane and delicate, these feelings crawl Floating like dead leaves to the surface, c

Cold breath starts to choke A solid heart stops beating I hear the world and see it's colors But lost the grace of the feeling The grace which watches me Standing on a dark edge This broken corner of road Missing the music, the laughs, Eyes of friends lost, stolen, Alone Feel the world, make a righteous poem The stink of foul thoughts drift in me I lose sight of the dreams that turn the mind And spill them into self-absorbed empathy It is a wonder some drown in the burn The sweet romance of the tang, the taste Swallowing the feelings in a glass bottle Swallowing relief, drinking peace It calls to me Begs W

Tiny legs scream at me Faces with no voice A sweating, decayed demon Crawling across my face in a dream I squeeze my hand It flaps it's tasty wings And spits it's crunched innards Yellow pus drips from it's broken belly as I scream Thrashed from sleep, the night lingers Sweat drips down my horrid face A bleeding, broken body cracked on the floor Lost to my simple reaction, reality tastes like a bad dream I scrape the taste from my mouth, but it sticks Tiny flapping wings create stomach bricks Washing away the last ounces of sleep My whole body quivers in the itch, the ache The fear relishing in fate Only reinforc

Who am I? Hard to say Sometimes they fade away Slipping through each fade, crack and stave Lines in a song never sung Voices in a mind, Not mine, Not even one Who am I? They tell me so Make me stay and go Fading, escaping, relating, shaving reality. It's all for show. Sleepy wisps of dreamless kisses Frail, we walk from room to room Standing, sitting, smiling, feeling nothing. Spread to spin, stretched too thin Cracks, doors, faces within Spending, sending, sealing, feeling Healing nothing, forgetting everything Insane with blank stares Prison, or sanity fair? So, is this a test of faith? When the wo

Stone cold loneliness all around me. Top to toe, side to side, walls of wounded souls crowd mine, I hear them all. Hollowed, helpless to the pleas, staring out the faded glass windows of a foggy bus.  Their minds drift in and out, faded with the day's voice. Sand scratches, scraping against the soul. The heart beat fades and becomes invisible. Ground becomes sky, and sky covers scraper. The mind numbs itself into sleep, wound around like a snake's hug, choking out the love and life. It leaves only concrete vibrations to sing  only one note. Specks of hope scurry about, flicking on switches in the soul's empty caverns, nooks, holes, anywhere

Please test me Trap me in the whirlwind Ache this mind Make it sin Feel it and breath in The wind rushes through you again Trust no one and let your dreams bleed Make me think that I am freed Forever lost in the winter's grace Sips of death and sips of fate Steel eyes cast into my heart Snowy bride turned to glass, captured art Angel in snow crosses herself Protected from Satan's blistered mouth Forgotten are the wings she herself clipped Fallen from grace are this sweet child's lips She crisps for air in a cross-minded breath   Snow drips beneath her dried, frozen neck Spilling in pools of fragile aches This