Not A Creature Was BreathingTwas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was breathing, not even the spouse.The husband decided to kill his family, right on the 'joyus' night of Christmas Eve.On Christmas the next day, smiles and laughter should have came.But instead, the husband let his son's blood flow down the drain.He net cleaned his daughter's blood off the walls, and picked up his wife, who was pulverized in the hall.Covered in blood, his coat was bright red, he jumped into his crimson, deathly winter sled.The Hounds of Hell proudly lead the way, they had antlers of deer, some say.They flew away in the dark, giving good watchers a fright, as the man shouted;"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night."
We've Been Away For So LongAfter the war, we can go home.We can find our friends who may be just bones.We've been away so long, we've lost track of time.After the war, we can settle the scores.We can find our friends who may be destroyed and torn.We've been away so long, we've lost track of time.After the war, we can hold our loves close.We can find our friends, who may have overdosed.We've been away so long, we've lost track of time.After the war, we can go home with pride.We can find our friends, who may have already died.We've killed so many, what a gruesome crime.We've been away so long, we've lost track of time.
As Free As A RavenA burning sting upon my nose,The wind howls when it blows.All the sound is muted by my deafening ears,Everything's so quiet when winter's here.My bones shake and clatter within my frame,The breezes of cold are definitely to blame.My legs sting from the temperature, oh, so low,'Wish the wind would postpone its blow.The sky is clear and the sun glares on the earth,Any longer in this cold, I'll be put in a hearse.A raven flies over and caws its meledy,It probably has never been as locked up as me.It's free to fly for miles and miles,While I sit here, free every once in a while.I snap out of my daze and notice the haze.I've been standing out her longer than I should.If only I could be as free as the raven,And fly further than I though I ever would..
Eternal Flames In SpaceSpark, crackle, snap, popScreatching to the skies, never gonna stopFlames burning imortaly, raising to the skyTo never be put out, to never dieThey blaze and rage, into spaceZooming and flaring at the fastest paceFaster than light, the time slowsContact with the igniting fume, there it goesAn explosion in space, screaming byBurning the universe, everything diesThe explosion so loud, ear drums explodeThe next second, they'll be gone, what hit them, no one will knowThe explosion calms and leaves a light hazeLightyears away a flame begins to blazeSpark, crackle, snap, popScreatching to the skies, never gonna stop
Relations To A Fictional CharacterShe's just like me, sad and beatShe's just like me, trapped and unfreeShe's just like me, crying and screamingShe's just like me, in pain and miseryShe's just like me, but we have a big difference inbetweenShe's a fictional character, the main character from Cyberbully
Much To Learn About A Life Like MeThere's much for you to learn, my childHow life can be free, fresh and wildAnd how it can be dark, chained up and inslavedMaking you want to crawl in a graveHow it can be happy then sad the nextHow it can get worse and how it can be fixedHow it will screw with your mind and leave you in tearsWondering how so much can happen in less than a yearHow it will leave you with nothingAnd give you a little somethingThen how you'll lose it all againAnd have to start, and once again beginYou have much to learn about how life will beWhen you've lived a life as me
You've Made Me Laugh, You've Made me CryYou've made me smile, you've made me frownYou've made me on top of the world, you put me downYou made me laugh, you made me cryYou made me live, you made me dieYou've made me happy, you've made me sadYou've given me thoughts, good and badYou've warmed my heart, you've made it coldYou've made me feel weak, you've made me feel boldYou've made me feel free, you've made me feel trappedYou made me giggle, you made me sighYou made me listen, you made me walk byYou'd make me miserable, you'd make me wonderfulBut most of all..You made me cry and you made me die.You've made me realize how fast my life can fall.
I Guess It Ends With An Opinion - The Random PoemHow will it end, suicide or insane? I don't know, thoughts are flooding through my brain.How will it end, A's and B's or an F? I'll get an A in band, I own that treble clef.How will it end, a different rhyme or stay repeted? I'm not sure, my mind may be seated.How will it end, three dots or one? Why am I asking! The poem has just begun!How will it end, a light out or will the sun create iron? Who knows, they have the stupidity of a baby lion.How will it end, with a chicken or with an egg? Is this supposed to make sense, anyways?How will it end, another question or a statement? Not sure, what is meant is meant.How will it end, will I get smiles or shaking heads? While I'm writing this I'm laying in bed.This poem is so random. Hm.. I guess it ends with an opinion. Epic..
The Only Thing Keeping Me AliveI wish I could fall asleep with my stereo's volume on high. So I could dream of the fantasies I think of during that song, all through the night.I wish I could sneak out and stare up at the stars, while listening to the city's sounds, sirens and music and cars.I wish I could know how my life will be in ten years. If I'll be smiling or if I'll be in tears.I wish I could have the courage to speak my bottled-up mind. Explain and cry as time zooms by.I wish I could find out if my life will be successful or a complete waste of cells. If I go to Heaven or if I go to Hell.I wish I could find out if my mother has really changed. If she was just mad or she's truly deranged.I wish I could run away and start a fresh, new life. Away from my old memories and the thoughts of my strife.I wish I could talk to my pets and see if they'd understand. Know what I feel and see the tears that have collected in my hands.I wish I could sit up on my roof and feel the soft breeze. No matter how cold it i