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Matthew Corbin Poem
In my basement I have a tiny box
All of its contents are guarded with several little locks
The keys are trapped inside this wooden space
For all of what is within will be left without a trace
Is it a mystery of pastimes I have left behind
Or a place full of emptiness just to tease the blind
I have a hidden secret which dwell inside
A withered heap of memories I have chosen to leave aside
Who will discover it; who will unlock my past
If you don't hurry up things will disappear increasingly fast
The secret belongs to me for I know the visions to see
Should I tempt my mind or just leave it be
Aren't you curious just to see what lies within
Is this a box of treasury or just a box of sin
Take a little time to gander at its contemptible being
A box that may or may not have any significant meaning
A container of woe which has scarred me for life
This is just a box that can be opened in rife
A drift away for my meaningless days
A memory locked inside; a secret which just decays
Once again the keys are trapped; you must break the box
Try to break in like a cheeky, coy fox
Once you have gained access be careful of what you find
Once you know the secret it may just blow your mind
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I see the stage is set, ready for me to act out my fantasies
I’m not happy, even in my own world; suicidal tendencies
How I would love this world to crumble, smash me to bits!
I am starting to go numb, crazy, and throw fits!
Hate just fills my eyes, red is my vision
I’d love to drive my car; cause a major collision
People who stare at me in horrible ways
Like I’m some kind of sick dog in a cage
I sneak past the guards, I’m a shape shifter
I fly under the radar, I remain unseen
It doesn’t matter anyway
Even in the shower I just feel so unclean!
My hair is falling out; this stress is way too much
I’m losing all my radiance and with it all my magic touch
I was too young to lose it all so quick
I have ruined my life and all I feel is sick!
Between my medicines and my constant weeping
Looks like death is close behind; my soul he is reaping
I see a shadow all the time, it follows me around
The spirit truly evil, it is madness I have found!
There is always a cloud above my head
Raining black ash which suffocates
Everywhere I go, even while I’m in my bed
I can’t breathe right as it asphyxiates
Choking from this toxic cloud
It’s only a matter of time before I fall
Never will I see the day I am proud
Madness surrounds me as I walk down this hall
As a wave of anguish turns into more
Depressed thoughts I once tried to ignore
As the pressure builds I collapse to the floor
Life leaves me rotten, tattered, and sore
As the glowing light fades away
Dimmer and darker becomes my day
As I lay here thinking of what to say
The words can’t come out; I am now dismay
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From a Close Distance:
In a world where we can connect
To speak in dialogue and interact
To bump into each other at any random time
We met on the flip of a shiny dime
I saw beauty and a heart with burning desire
To meet new people without no string or wire
I saw a girl who grabbed my attention
She calls herself Cece did I even mention?
Always nice and always kind
No matter what in her life which tries to bind
All her bitterness stays inside
Because she is humble and shows true pride
When she laughs it brings me joy
Her sweet enchanting giggle sounds cute and also coy
Her eyes are bright with playful energy
Her face is always a sight I like to see
Her hair is radiant like the glowing fire of the sun
Her skin is fair and soft like velvet
She always knows exactly how to have fun
If she got too close to my heart she would melt it
Her lips are delightful and produce sounds that please my ears
Her personality is warm and fills me with cheers
If she ever disappeared it would bring me to tears
The search would last for an eternity, not just for years
Clearly a diamond, a gem in disguise
But this is no shock; this is no surprise
She is a friend, for which I will never let down
I am so glad I know her with her undeniable renown
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All in your riches cursed by your word
Making up these lies about faith which is absurd
Making your profits off people by false prophets
All surrounded by people who are lost for you cost us
Leave us to die by your money and fake dream
Jesus is the word not your deceiving satanic theme
Speaking out faith unto all the ones you deceive
Manifesting your lifestyles by the things we can perceive
How dare you trick the people into a life of pure rejection?
How can you speak such lies, which you claim to be perfection?
Heretics all around ready to submit you to the serpent
Speaking words of disgust with your filthy sermons
Jesus is all loving and yes he is humble
For the dark seeds you sow he will make your world tumble
Jesus is almighty and shall be worshipped right
The way you preach to your people like a shark with a deadly bite
Charismatic smiles along with menacing laughter
Bringing this world to Satan is what you are really after
Preaching the act of tithing and yet you don’t give in
Greed has got you by your soul burning brightly in sin
Surly you must sense that of which you desire
Surly you must know that you will burn in the lake of fire
I hope you know what you are doing; how you destroy the lives of many
For all the things you preach are not worth one measly penny
I sure do take offense to all your false teachings
Dragging innocent people to Hell all in your deceitful teachings
You will pay for the heresies of which you claim to be true
You will surly burn in Hell… All of you
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The storm is coming; I can hear the thunder in the distance
The war has begun; there will be no resistance
Grab your weapons and your hateful state of mind
Show the enemy who is the most unkind
The scene is darkened and damp with bitter tears
Let it all go including all of your fears
The lightening has struck; the war has broken out
Hide your wife and kids for they should not go out
The time is nigh; are you ready to die?
Spread your wings and prepare to fly
Right now is no time to cry
This is only a time to say goodbye
Let you stand ready, steady on your feet
Let victory surge through you and your fleet
Time is slowing down; can you hear the boom of the bombs
Can you see the red flashes; will you tend to alms
Fall back with terror filling your eyes
Who could blame you or your silent cries
If you wanted Hell then you have come close
Bodies piling up and stacking by the gross
Limbs raining down and fire singing your face
Close call; next time you'll be left without a trace
Running toward your enemy and screaming in horror
Searching ways around them kind of like an explorer
You can't find away; you must go for the kill
War is Hell; it is quite a nil
It should not happen; this blood and gore
Humans fighting each other just to settle a score
If you hear them coming hide your wife and kids
I hear they will rip you apart and sell them all for bids
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Inching forward toward the pit of doom
I see the abyss which is ominous; full of doom
Following behind me; the spirit of lust
I try to avoid for I do not trust
How do I steer away; avoid the eternal fall
I am now on my hands and knees forcing my body to crawl
Trapped inside my heart is a will of hate for mankind
All these sick people are so hopeless and blind
One by one we fall in a hole
This abyss has taken billions for a pricey toll
Sell your soul for a seductive dream
Then wake up just to hear yourself scream
Look deep down in the endless pit
Just to realize the bottom is fire and lit
The succubus has stolen my life
This devious demon has sucked me dry from strife
My bitter loneliness comes from her
I couldn't help but to let this event occur
Crawling to the edge I turn around once more
Just to get one last glimpse of what I used to adore
Tossed to the ground I can only lay there with no hope
Eternal damnation and hell fire as I mope
I have been scarred and withered away
Down the pit I go for my life to decay
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Ah at last I am at my home; feels a bit empty yet nowhere to roam
As I pace around wondering what to do; this place is full of lies you have no clue
I could play a game or turn on the television; but I'm so alone I can barely make a decision
These are true feelings for I can never lie; I feel so alone I wish I could just die
Pulses surging through my brain; nothing to do and nothing to gain
As I sit here typing whatever comes to mind; all the thoughts I gather are rather unkind
Time is slipping by ever so fast; I just wish I had a relationship that could last
So unstable as I sit here and rot; I seem to bring it to myself in this web I am caught
Spinning in circles I can barely see a thing, yet I am focused on a rather dangerous fling
Should I do it now and end this madness of despair or be sucked into the abysmal suffrage that my mind prepared
I can't keep on living if life is just a waste of time; only fading memories and cosmic gritty grime
I am a mess there is no doubt; it's not fair to try figuring what this life is all about
Sucked in this black hole stuck at the event horizon; all that was ever good tends to fly in
Leaving behind a trail of hate; I know that for some it is hard to relate
I am stuck in a vortex which can never let me go; tossing me around and keeping me down below
Save me from myself for I am a ticking time bomb; my emotions explode for I am not calm
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I am all! Can you not see; I have this power that's inside me
I choose my strengths to shun all weakness; there is a God to snare the bleakness
Horrific sights which fill my mind; I've seen it all we're all in a bind!
Protruding plans that work the damned; they are all there to hold your hand
Let's take a walk in Hell today; I promise that I won't let you stay
I am the angel of withered times; I'll show you all of your hidden crimes
They lurk inside to bite you all; they beg and plead for you to fall
You will give in against your will; you will be tricked and then distilled
Your numbing minds work well in sight; aligned with evil you all burn bright
Unforgiving pleasures engulf your brain; the world is nuts, in fact insane
This place most foul and quite disgusting; the true forms of evil are for lusting
I am the angel of damaged souls; he tempts you all to breed new goals
Alter ego slithering through just like the snake who was untrue
Blasphemies infest your world; All the disgusting sins of which unfurled
The dirty places you like to go; the things that kill you all so slow
I can see which you can not; I've seen it all and his ill plot
He'll snatch you fast right under your feet; He'll strap you in a torture seat
I am the angel of bitter taste; this land is surly going to waste
There's no escape we've gone too far; the water will boil and land will char
Turn straight to ashes, then to dust; I hope you're all satisfied with your lust
I see the times of hypocrisy; the wicked magic of sorcery
I've seen the darkness shine so bright; the times inverted with new light
You can't escape, it's all just lies; I can hear all of your wretched cries
I am the angel of punishment; I see you robbed of innocence
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Bleeding from the inside; I feel sickly
Seething with anger; I’ve got to move quickly
Fighting my inner soul; a battle out of control
Spirits who surround me; I am not myself at all
Feeling like a median; a conduit for the damned
I feel all their pain; I feel their demand
As they breach the surface of my body from within
I become something I am not; I start to help pitch in
Vulnerable at the mind; weak in the heart
These hellish demons are tearing me apart!
It doesn’t matter at all; I’m near dead inside
Numb to the pain; I’m just here for the ride
As I scan the room side to side; my guess is as good as yours
There’s nowhere left to hide; Just walls, ceilings, and floors
Empty spaces are in between; the environment here is cold and mean
Slipping in and out of reality; somebody please just end it for me
I am going nuts, in fact insane; I don’t even know if this is my actual brain
Even when it’s sunny, it feels like rain; my soul is on fire, my body always in pain
Here I am, I am yours for the taking; pluck me from my tree
Pick me because I’m fresh, and full of energy
Use me to fill your greedy satisfaction; you have no heart, just distraction
Place me in your control, walk me to the edge and let me jump down the hole
Misery is close, I can taste the mist of sorrow; I missed out for my life you borrow
Walking in place, the world moves for me; well what’s the point if there is no glory
People walk around, yet I see their puppet masters
We’re all driven by force, causing all sorts of disasters
We are all ticking time bombs, waiting to explode
The time flies fast, as we all corrode
Listening to your words, as they fade away
Today I am dead, tomorrow is another day
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I am an empty soul; I simply have no drive, it’s a wonder that I can survive
I am too depressed and I feel no rest; I always feel this pain deep in my chest
Life is full of lies and my silent cries, I could show you agony just with my eyes
Sorrow comes and goes as this tumor grows and I keep it to myself so no one knows
Driven to the edge with hypocrisy; push me off the ledge in this toxic sea
Oh the scene is vacant no matter where I turn; I can feel the heat of the endless burn
Inching toward an answer, but then I get let down; all my hopes and expectations instantly drown
Disconnected feelings and a lack of empathy; I feel empty like a hollow tree
Nothing surprises as I expect what is real; I have lived too long for anything to appeal
Life gives pain, disappointment, and despair; therefore it is hard for me to care
Please give me something; something to hope; because I am at the end of my rope
Please let me breathe so I do not choke; these times are bitter while I feel broke
Why can’t I feel whole with this half-life I live; why is it hard for me to forgive
Why so naïve to think I am worthy; always filthy, always feel so dirty
Why want to die if I’m already dead; I have no life just like I’ve said
I bet you think that I’d need a shrink; life goes by fast, as fast as I blink
Why is there disgust which lurks in my mind; why must my emotions seem to decline
This life always seemed so fake and there is not much left that I can take
Tremors of anxiety and surges of angst; I have come so far and have taken great lengths
The wind is just a breeze which is there to haunt me; I feel nothing there, nor can I see
Something has been removed from my heart; I have slowly crumbled and fallen apart
All the lies and stress that rests within; even though I smile in this life with a grin
All of it is false I hate feeling this way; I can always feel my soul decay
No one wants me even though I know I am great; it is hard to say if you can relate
I have felt this way so many times; life has given me these bitter limes
I guess I could take it as a sign; I have lived this far so I guess I’m fine
I just am an empty soul; in this life I have no control
All the pretty little things I desire always seem to set on fire
You can see it in my face as I am looking dryer; and my ever crumbling disgraceful empire
If you ever thought you knew who I was; it is okay, nobody ever does
The lies surround me there is no escape; there is way too much red tape
Why can’t life just be more simplex; instead it’s cursing me with a hex
Pushing through this life throughout the years; hiding all these useless, wasteful tears
I don’t think that you can understand; I live life as it was pretend
Just an empty soul I am today; there is nothing left to say
Just to live it all the same; the greater things in life are lame
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