THEWITHERED1's blog: "the two thirds destiny"

Open Mic. Night Venom of Hate Stuck in my head Infecting me Twisted and dirty Hated Digging your claws into me You can’t let me go No, no Not this again Staring into me Caught in the pools of my soul Digging into me So much deeper It couldn’t feel better Tearing at my flesh Ripping me Away from me Until you find what you seek Staring into me Caught in the pools of my soul Digging unto nadir of my filth Tearing at my flesh Hooks like talons buried in my soul Scratching at my mind Pulling at the darkness of my soul Drawing me hither I’ll never bleed for you To be the feast for your roaming demons Searching Seeking me out Lying in wait I pray you search harder Seek me farther My sin awaits your service Forsaken knowledge on the breath of my tongue Scarring me from within Never to return From the far side of normal The worms of your filth Wiggling around in my gut You’re the filthy little maggots devouring my soul With your eminent touch With the breath of what must be Loving my suffering Wanting it to be yours Craving the agony of the flesh You’re so unable to emulate Loving the hate in my eyes Turning your soul to black Like demons breeding In this dark sepulcher Controlling me Controlling you Contorting us inside these prison walls Defeating Forsaken I’ll devour you all Wasting them unto nothingness Leaving only the venom of your hate To sear the wounds of victimhood In the eyes of the innocent With the pleasure of our twisted agony Is it your own weakness you hate? The petty differences Compared to mine? How can it matter so much When the scars left behind are the same? Our world divided Our children to be left behind Left with nothing substantial to hold As our hate divides us Our hope can bind us Look into my soul once more To find the truth you seek Young and old dying alike In the maelstroms Of celestial ire When the venom of hate Awakens into our lives And the demons of apathetic ignorance Dominate our hearts and minds Then there’s nothing left to find Twisted Race What violent creatures we are What sick thoughts we think Twisting lies into truth Cutting each other Smiling all the while Pretending everything is as right as rain, And never see the damage done. Intercity streets Children playing Where crack is sold A drive by or two Streets Run red They run red with the lives of our own flesh Wasting away into nothingness Sacred institutions thrown away Forever blown into the wind Never to be seen again in the turbulent eyes Of our pups Pain an important part of life When hate replaces love in our souls What truly twisted creatures we are If only for a while Before our time is nigh Is there any hope for the future? When we’re so willing to undo our children With our ignorant rhetoric Before they even have a chance to create their own undoing On theses torturous streets Twisted Twisted inside I’m all fucked by the shit you put me through Would you even care if I told you That I was dying inside Or would you just walk away like so many times before To join the sheep in line for the butcher’s hand? So what if I was bleeding in the streets You brought me into Would you stop and try to save me Or just walk on by pretending that I wasn’t even there With the dead eyes of one who’s lived too hard? If I told you how much I loved you once Would you hear me out Or just tell me to get fucked Ripping out what’s left of my pathetic soul Leaving me empty like so many times Before that innocence was stolen Only to be replaced with your filthy little monkeys Sent to dig out my soul treasure? I build these walls of my own so you couldn’t inside Sitting here in the prison of my mind I wither further for your twisted pleasure Pleasures of the flesh Your dirty sins of the soul Can you even hear my cries anymore? Have you even been listening to us? Your progeny of mindless indifference Crying out for penance A return to a beloved innocence What the fuck does it matter anymore? Our lives are wasting away From within these streets we call home And you don’t even give a damn For the ones you’ve condemned to this eternal Sheol Chained here by all of your filthy maggots of self loathing Twisted inside again Ripped apart inside for nothing more than your twisted enjoyment We’re all fucked up inside from the shit you gave us But you can’t see that And neither do I forevermore So now I’m one of you The sheep in line for the butcher’s hand The last moment A twinge of pain eats it way through my body The light begins to falter in my eyes a feeling of peace overcomes me in a flash I feel a rush of love as my soul begins to ascend to new and more heavenly heights only that my body may rest in the peacefulness of the dust in which it now lays. Teaching the Blind to See When teaching the blind to see you must show him the man who can’t stand and still learned to walk. When teaching the blind to see you must show him who is def and mute, but has heard the truth and found wisdom. When teaching the blind to see show him the dead man who lived a long life, but was never really ever alive. When teaching the blind to see introduce him to the mother on welfare who was rich beyond you wildest imaginings. When teaching the blind to see show him the monk gave every thing he had and became a beggar so that he would do well in the next wold. Show him the man who had eyes that worked but refused to see the world around him Show the man that who could see the flowers, the deer, the morning dew, the burning sun, the then and the now, but refused him self. Then give him a mirror so that he can see himself for who he is and find out that it was me all along. SAVE THOSE THINGS ETERNAL Closing my eyes to the world A red sky reins, and black rain falls, soot covered trees sway in the silent wind. Desire and lust fill the soul, compassion fails in the hearts of men. It breaks my heart to see that man cares no longer for all of those things eternal. Acts of evil so common in these troubled times, I find myself so very baffled by the evil acts of once good men, as the cries of our lost innocents fills my ears. Oh, my dear lord when will you give us your mercies, and save us from the evil in our own hearts, and save all of those things eternal. The Hate That Blinds Us Old men stand around on the corners In tattered rags Huddled around burn barrels Fires blazing but hearts dulled to a tarnished chill By the cruel worlds that they have for so long perceived They’re unwilling or can’t see that they have paved Their own way to this, their little corner of hell. A baby’s hungrily crying for his mother’s love Not knowing she doesn’t really give a damn Not understanding she’s to busy with her own shit, Smoking her life away in another pipe Condemned to be trapped with that goddamned monkey on her back Twisting her own arm She sells herself away, With her soul already sold There’s nothing left to sell but her dignity And when the infanticide comes All the boy has is himself to save His only hope is to beat his way out of this shit-filled world and make his own And never look at what he’s left behind Because we’re all guilty as fucking sin When hate is the commonplace And vice is the flavor of the day They say that hate breeds hate but it’s all a fucking lie Because we’re our own source of hate When we hate ourselves We hate every thing around us And in the end we’re the only ones Who can end the massacre of the innocent Shots are fired There’s no one left to blame but you and me When our heart and lung are as black as coal And we’ve sold our dignity with our soul With eyes that blaze forevermore My fire consumes you And all that surrounds us So remember where it came from Know that I didn’t see the hate that consumed your soul I wasn’t there when you took it in When I turned it away But I’m sure as hell here now To stay The Fallen Angel I called you queen Hailed at your feet Led along on bended knee Their bloody trail marking my path To heaven Into this hell Find myself With no value to call my own No faith, hope, or substance Left as smoke From the flameless fires Of the void An empty shadow Of what could have been Formless I float in the hollow Of shattered egos And sinful souls caught in webs Of their own design A cell in the hell of my own creation Blinded by my love for you To have led me so far Into this eternal pit Home of the nephlim Home of the demon army Home to me Is there ever to be an escape for me Or am I lost in an eternity of emptiness Desolation in defoliation Where fallen angel dream Where I must pay For the sins of my pleasure and apathy? Lodge Sitting in the medicine circle fire burning the coldness away burning new life into my empty soul countless generations awaiting me tying these prayer ties I learn patience, and humility as I prepare to make my sacrifice for the healing of others unconcerned for my own needs I leave my life to the will of the creator standing there preparing to enter the lodge I think of all the people who have it so much worse and I’m thankful for all that I have all that I’ve lost the lessons learned the lessons yet to come still afraid humbled by the people around me I bow at the entrance my head touching the ground crawling I enter the womb of mother earth once more once more I commune with my brother and sisters seek guidance, and healing for our selves but sacrificing for everyone else. Florida Morning Lightning flashes at the first strike of dawn Clouds obscure the blue-gray sky. The sun breaks through the horizon rays of sun light crashing all around into a sea of shadows. The sun She pokes her hallowed head through the early morning clouds spilling her soft yellow light out onto the world exposing the dark shadow of the human soul in the early morning light. Frogs croak, and crickets whisper in the tall dewy grass. Dew twinkles on the grass and trees like fallen stars that landed with the early morning light. Blue Herons spread the great wings set to take flight over their homes down in the glade of glory; saw grass swaying in the early morning wind. Just another beautiful Florida morning! When will you rise You push your cart down my street and eat last nights garbage from my trash but how can I feel pity for you when my own belly stays so empty all the time. I work all day long down in the mines and over at the mill just to feed my family so how can I feel pity for you when you don’t even try to help your self. I see you and your just another lost soul in a world full of demons and wolves looking for lunch looking for people like you to prey on people that have lost faith in themselves but can see past them selves. So stay in this your hell if you wish you created it but don’t ask me to feel sorry for you when all you have is all you wanted when happiness was your and all you had to do was take it but you were to blind to see it for what it was THE NEEDLE FALLS Sticking this dirty needle into my arm death rushes her hateful hand over my body. Stinking . I can feel her vile filth filling me, over coming me. Death comes and the needle fall to the floor; one last prayer muttered and I’m gone. Lotus Trapped in this cage but who can set me free not you then who; me. FREEDOM'S RAIN Out from behind the gates of hell, the rain falls on my face; life starts anew and all is forgiven. Out in the trees I sit, and with a cat at my feet and a deer licks the back of my neck. Out of the rain walks the sun, across the sandy beach; black stars draw to the light. And out from behind the bars of that dark prison I walk into my freedom, and the light of God filters in. A struggle in hopelessness Pushing my shopping cart down lonely street In the lonely town of nowhere with everything I own But that ain’t much to speak of and Of what I do have the only thing that isn’t garbage Are my books battered and torn as they are? Nothing good to eat All there ever is; is shit I eat out of the trash for breakfast Lunch is garbage too, And for dinner still more garbage For every damn meal I eat from these damn cans From the out side my life seams empty But I know that I have some purpose Though what it is I can’t begin to say So I keep on moving Doing my best to keep my belly full and my hopes high. I came into this world riding high With a monkey on my back Not the same one as the one on my mothers back But not any different either. When my innocence lost and my soul sold I fought on failing often but kept on fighting And fighting some more until I finally learned how to survive Pushing on and on But the monkey is still there Always there and The yoke around my neck is getting tighter And tighter as the years and days pass me by Awaking now to the fact that you just can’t Escape your destiny no matter how hard you try And fight as we may it always there And this so it seams is my destiny To struggle everyday for mere survival So I push this cart My home and I live my life For as little as it may be worth And roaming form town to town And state to state Free to do my own thing but trapped In the grasp of the monkey my mother gave me Upon my entrance into this life and that is still strapped to my back But in the end my soul still lost in the murky tides of the river that is life And yet my spirit remains unbroken And I so still struggle on and like everyone else, the struggle will never be over Not until we take our place in heaven or hell or what ever comes for us in the next life. The Darkness Returned Darkness return to me Hate fills my soul once again Blackening my heart To leave me only the night “Violence comfort me” My prayer As the hate I’ve held for so long Spreads consuming all in its path Devastating Destroying all beauty in the world Walking about in the shadows Moving openly in the sepulcher of another soul-chilling night In the hate-filled world That I have poisoned Spreading the vile filth Born within demented minds Eating away the fabric of society With the dirty little maggots of hate And deviant pleasures of the flesh Until all is laid to waste And the demons from within are roaming free Enslaving you and the rest of humanity Guided to the bloodbath So they’ll devour you like cattle Hope for you is lost in this world But in the end you were hopeless Worthless just likes the rest of humanity Nothing more than food for the taking Flesh for the breaking So what was the point to your life? You were never anything more than a slave To masters that you will never know A god who in his ignominy has forsaken you Leaving you to the demonic parasites that drain your soul And chew the cud of your flesh Wounds Black blood drips from gaping wounds Vile little worms of your hate digging into me Burrowing deep into my soul My protective walls lie in ruins Torn down Gripping my heart with dirty little hands Squeeze your venom through me Ripping into me You tore me apart Flesh hardening As it rots in the hot sun Where you left me naked Hurting for the entire world to see You left me wanting Hungry A fire burning in my soul With nothing to quench it You told me how much you loved me But your words were empty yet again Lies and empty promises To feed a pain that would later appear to come from nowhere With such force as to knock me down for good The venom of self-loathing consuming everything That was pure and good in me Leaving me cold and empty Wounded and festering A blight on the world Rotted and wasted Nothing but an empty carcass Hollowed by time’s Withering decay Worlds Away On the edge of a knife As I slither along the edge you Cut me open But you just can’t kill me Shed this shell Flesh lying around my feet Naked and alone For all the world to see My heart in your hands Unable to release what’s left of this life Wounds so deep they penetrate into the soul Relishing in my agony Your venom quenches the thirst for filth Hate fills my empty belly As I pray for the darkness to come and take me For the knife to cut just a little deeper Just waiting for the hammer to fall For the bullet to strike Wanting the black fish of death to come for me Oh so ready to be devoured by the darkness And have the pain of this life taken away One last time Holy Wars Dark desires in the night Fill the void Empty soul Maggots churning in rotted flesh In the garden of the dead Foul creatures of hell Beating leathery wings in their breast Feeding on hidden sins Claws Razor sharp Tear at the shell To reveal the truth Of the madness within Break away the shell To bring out the flesh Awaken to the suffering The beautiful agony Of heaven’s holy genocide Dig in deeper Devouring the souls of the innocent To vomit out your hate With unjust cause To find away back into you’re sanctimonious holy wars Where infanticides Regicides And genocides are there for the taking But when your babies are burning And you’ve nailed their turbans to their shattered souls Will you be the martyr To suffer unto me The faith that has failed you?