Once more your lost
Not because of you, but
Because of someone.
Your lost because of a loved one,
Your lost because of a brother.
A brother has shoved you into darkness,
Darkness that will last for times to come.
Why? Because you feel it.
A feeling that you dread and despise.
Now that its here, what will you do?
Will you try finding 'you'?
Will you be content with your loss?
Will you try to find 'you'?
Will you?
This time, is it worse?
This time, is it harder?
Tears fill your eyes, but doesn't flow,
Why? Are you trying to keep them from falling?
Are the tears just not falling?
Why?
This time, it seems your lost for good.
This time, it seems you will not find light.
This time your on your own, noone is there.
Noone is there to lend a hand,
Noone is there to be that light you need.
Noone is there to help you find 'you'.
This time, it seems your lost for good?
what do i do to fill these holes
is it possible to bring back the lost souls
this war has gone to far
it is more destructive then i dying star
ive lost all the people that care
now my heart is just a burning flare
the children only cry
because they have to so many die
I walked a lonely path, with no one by my side,
Walking through puddles of tears that I have cried.
I try to move forward, but I am stuck in the past,
All by myself, and wishing love would last.
They say nothing is forever, but time marches on,
So I count my blessings with every waking dawn.
I have lost friends and lovers, I have lost alot in my life,
I pray to find happiness, each and ever night.
Should I keep going, should I stay focused,
Hard to keep moving, when everything seems hopeless.
I try to get some years back, I try to understand,
I try to be perfect, but I am just a man.
I try to keep my head up, but it is hard to stand,
I try to do my best, I do what I can.
It is hard to stay happy, depression setting in,
My past is my problem, future getting grim.
I will wake up tomorrow to another lonely day,
I would be happy where I am, if I could only stay.
My thoughts are clouded,
Shrouded in a cloak,
I lost my dagger,
I have no hope,
Tortured to think,
Of things lost and gone,
Unaware if I have,
What I need to go on,
The wisdom and courage,
To take that final leap,
Fighting off all urges,
To give in and sleep,
I weep alone,
So no one will hear,
Why bother with them,
They won't see my fear,
I'm just another person,
Lost in the crowd,
No one heeds my plea's,
No matter how loud,
My voice still falls flat,
And I'm lost yet again,
I pray for the day...
When this all finally ends.
I am sitting here frustrated
Wondering what to write
Every time I have and idea
Writing becomes a fight.
The paper eagerly waits
The fondling strokes of the pen
But for some reason my hand
Keeps asking my brain what then?
They just won’t work in unity
I cannot find that urge to scribe
I think I’ve lost the edge
I don’t feel the vibe
If anyone has ideas what I can do
I’m sitting by the sea near the dock
Look for the lost soul
Suffering from writer’s block
As the clouds gather
My thoughts shatter
I feel lost in me,
as I seek help from thee.
Can't think of anything,
I pray and sing,
To relieve me from stress
Lost with no progress,
I unfold my mind
but can't find.
Lost for too long,
everything seems wrong.
I go to to rest
and it clears from my chest
I'm lost no more
Where is the time you lost
How do you outrun yourself
Can you drink enough
Smoke it down to the filter
What is love when you've lost it again
Who are the demons
When you play with them at night
Why bother to hide the hate you feel
When the hate just feels like home
Can you hide inside yourself
Long enough to breath
Or will you choke
On your own dead air
Can you smile for your those awaiting
Make them believe even when you don't
You know the jig is up
The game is lost
Your goose is cooked
And death knocks at your door
Scream louder in the brain,
Work hard to deaden the pain...
The gnawing at the roots...
The scratching noises take me to the lost sanity that will never gain victory again,
Sanity? Victory? I scoff...
In the mirror upon the wall, up the stairs down the hall,
Images past I see... fading, fading... slowly...
I see a man I never knew. Deep inside are cries of muffled sorrow.
The hurts of being lost with out direction,
Hope... again I scoff...
The darkness filtered from disgust and disbelief is no longer diluted with dust particles of light,
But the density is pure...
Pure darkness that not only reaches deep into the heart but engulfs the madness,
The madness that I call myself.
There has never been peace in this madness,
Only delusions of happiness that seem to twist any reality into unrecognizable fate.
A direction that spirals with the darkness and has the funnelled power of a twister,
Bringing destruction in its path...
Yet, in the midst of the delusion a small spark of curiosity catches the eye,
And for a brief moment...
As in the eye of the storm...
By Pernell Rodocker
They hide their cold hues in their dark masquerade.
Hoping none noticed the dark games they played.
They know they're invisible, we failed to see.
They put up thick lines that we can't read between.
They hide behind curtains of crocodile tears.
And practice the hate they gained over the years.
They take pride in badness, in madness, in pain.
They brag about all the good people they've slain.
Their deep red eyes summon the brave through the storm.
Who come back with no hearts, their faces - forlorn.
They have no more passion, their love's all but naught.
The valiant are thrown out, they've lost all they've got.
And that is the fate of the good men who try.
Their livestock is lost and their daughters all die.
So shall we stop trying? (Not saying I'm good.)
But still I hold on like the Engine that Could.
I walked out in fear
I walked out in disbelief
No one could hear
That the voice was me
I would scream
Saying that voice was me
I would cry
Because no one could see
Invisible i am
To all that don't care
I was heard then
And my voice i would share
I have lost all memories
That cast into the dark
I have lost my family
That told me you are what you are
Who will cry for the little girl
That's lost and alone?
Who will cry for the little girl
Whose soul been lost for so long?
Who will cry for the little girl
Who cries herself to sleep at night?
Who will cry for the little girl
Who feels so much pain?
Who will cry for the little girl
Whose feelings get played like a game?
Who will cry for the little girl
Who feels her life's a living hell?
Who will cry for the little girl
Whose lost inside of me?
Who will love the little girl
Like no one loved her before?
Who will love the little girl
Unlike her father did?
Who will love the little girl
Whose days are dark and cold?
Who will love the little girl and
Help her find her soul?
Who will love the little girl
Inside and out?
Who will love the little girl and
Help her stop hiding behind her smile
Who will love the little girl
Whose tears are so plenty, so many?
Who will love the little girl
That's lost within' me?
This useless matter of consuming space, time, and air... Smite this waste ! Ignore this creature of deviant nature...! Look at this thing !... Get rid of this creature! Let this sinful being devour itself because no one cares nor sees this rightful judgement.
I Hate this crowd! This herd of Pharisees! They gather around their perfection.
For now time cuts my skin over and over again like a razor it slices through my being never ending nor giving mercy. I hate this rush! This zoo! Let me be that animal that gets sick and destroyed from this display ! I’m the one they walk by and ignore and I’m the one that they’ve seen before. I’ve lost my flavor and I’ve lost my color. There is no color in my soul.. It is black, empty and tasteless
9/28/06
Beaten out of control wonderin if my heart will lose apart iam lost in this world of sin i bet 10 on it am lost my mind racen be tracen my steps tring to see how i got here. Damn when will i gain control of the pain before the rain im lost its dark and sad. I will be glad when i gain control i stand tall for all but i feel am fallen will you be there to catch me i try to be strong but damn am lost without a cost damn am so lost