My Machine Girl of Life
Spin spin dont break again my machine girl. Whoo this excitement is like a spray of nostalgia, what you dont remember well it might be better that way Why? What Dont I remember? This is where I found you and your shattered hull. Oh no a plate of steel has fallen off. The cogs and spindles are spinning faster and youre rusting up but Ive lost the tools to fix you. Just do some stretches while I find the oil can my machine of life breathe the dust in again? Creak creak dont make that sound because it makes my glass heart shatter and melt again knowing youre barely tw
What Do You Want To Say To Me? by th0mas708, literature
Literature
What Do You Want To Say To Me?
Ha I never said that to me did you? But well Ill see if we can spare a ring or two but the true key will cost extra. Can we fly baby but Im sleepy when Im in the van. Im I making any sense to you yesterday but not until tomorrow Im happy. Why dont we just float like balloons and explode please just say hello to God in heaven for me. I am finally getting my third eye and can see myself young again in the mirror but who are you today. But youre like an Irish cranberry in my fingers. Pluck! Pluck! Oh the strawberry will never scare the crows in my head tonight. Can your reflection pat my shoulder whi
The Lover, Madman and the Poet by th0mas708, literature
Literature
The Lover, Madman and the Poet
Love her because its right. Maybe her silk can make you sleep. Such sweet voices come to mine ears as a lullaby. Would you make me smile again?
Ill dance night and day to hear your edged scream. The broken glass shatters around me some more and my reflections ghastly.
Whys your song on my lips like sweet honey dripping from a leaf? Cant your chimes signal a blustery hurricane? Pull a little bit tighter will you.
Lets all watch the curtain rise and take positions in this great play where Romance, Tragedy and Poetry come together as one entity. Ill be you actor if youll operate my escape.
Choc
Though I may trudge the path what I do and speak is a lie. I will leave evidence of my existence yet no one will remember my name. In the light I walk through the crowd unknown to others like a shadow. As corrupted data I will be swiped clean and erased out of the system. What you see is just a meek spirit hiding behind a mask of blasphemy. Time will pass and they will tell our story yet none will know why we lived and even our names will be lost in the sands of time. I will dissapear as quick as I came and just as sudden. Time is like a liquid in my hands,I swim for dry land just like you. As the lightening strikes the sand. As the water gri
I have a Secret place did you know. Only accessible by few where long shadows cross my path and the suns yellow is an orange dancing light that circles the highest height. The trees grow unhindered by the mystic atmosphere that delays our breath into painful stabs in the lung. Its easy to get there but you can get lost along the way if you like but its a sight and when we arrive I just want to cry. The quiet calm depths of this world echo our past memories both feared and loved from all that we remember like a ripple in the pool we relive our souls again. This is my secret place and youre welcome to stay as long as you
I Miss You
You were my left.
I was your right.
Wasnt that how it used to be?
Not anymore because now are paths ripped apart and only cross once in awhile.
Where we walked use to criss-cross you would think it was fate but our beginnings and ends are different again.
We spilt our hearts once in a while and helped the other with almost everything.
But now all I can do is listen and wait for your voice to come to my ears someday.
We shouted out our souls letting the world think us unique and different but its no fun shouting alone. We danced in the falling waters and opened locked doors together once.
We mastered all fears a
White fur and a cute pink nose; It was basically the cutest bunny anyone would ever see. It had bounced along and found her just walking through the forest and started to follow her until she stopped to notice it. She looked the same as last time with her black boots and fishnet gloves because even though she is death she doesnt care about appearances too much. She had been walking in the snowy forest with barren trees that would never grow leaves and was just passing through. The bunny started too stare at her and once it became annoying she started to stare back and so the staring contest had began. Neither she nor the bunny blin
In Darkness
I feel the pain but wheres it coming from because I cant see. So silent that the little pinpricks I can hear. Nothings blocking my way as I feel no barriers and nothings stopping me from stumbling in the darkness. You said youd protect me in these times but you were taken away by the night before my very eyes, so dark I cant see my pale hands waving through the air. Im screaming loud, oh so loud, but no one can hear my pain. When did the sun leave with my happiness replaced by the blindfold of misery placed over my eyes keeping away the warmth. Its as dark as pain tonight without you my angel t
Please Find Me
Im screaming loud but no sound comes out. Im lost please find me. All alone amongst strangers and its so cold out tonight Im lost. No one will help me find my way as I stumble and fall in the darkness. I wander in the cornfield and yell for someones help but I have to find my own way out. The park at night is so beautiful sitting under the streetlamps where I hope youll see me. Im so small and afraid cant you see the light glistening from my tears? Im running for all hope thats left turning left then right down this stone path. The beachs rays are so cruel and
Good Morning
Your eyes open wide to the now sunlit room and your amazed by the reflecting light all around it. Your mouth feels like something disgustingly unknown to you and the corners of your eyes have sand. The blankets fall off the bed as you turn over not quite ready to wake up but that doesnt matter today because its a new day where the sun shines so brightly and you can make a small difference. You sit up rubbing your eyes and you get out of the softest bed known to mankind because thats what it is too you and only you. Across the soft and plush carpet floor to the cosmic tiled bathroom you trudge still musing over
Window to the Soul
What do you see? Look into my eyes and tell whats there? But no you cannot see what I can in others. What hides from others shows itself freely to me in the eyes of everyone. But when I pick up a mirror all I see is my eyes staring back at me and it is missing from inside. I can see deep through your eyes the window to your soul. Everyone hides behind their eyes but they cannot hide from me who they really are inside. Every eye holds a different secret: a past love, an old wound, burning rage and many other bits I see with my crystal clear eyes. But my eyes hold no secrets in the mirror so what do you see? Nothing be
Thick fishnet gloves, black tank top, black fitting jeans, boots with a silver cross in the heel, an ankh around her neck and pale white skin is what she decided to be today and it suited her well. Walking with her brother who wore all grey clothing and a grey trench coat watching him eat a cheeseburger on her day off. Same black hair and green eyes you could see they were related. Why is it I always see you eating? What do you have no free time? She asked Exactly and my metabolism is faster than yours. He replied dully before taking another bite. When thinking when was the last time she ate; yesterday or the day be
Good Morning
Your eyes open wide to the now sunlit room and your amazed by the reflecting light all around it. Your mouth feels like something disgustingly unknown to you and the corners of your eyes have sand. The blankets fall off the bed as you turn over not quite ready to wake up but that doesnt matter today because its a new day where the sun shines so brightly and you can make a small difference. You sit up rubbing your eyes and you get out of the softest bed known to mankind because thats what it is too you and only you. Across the soft and plush carpet floor to the cosmic tiled bathroom you trudge still musing over
Please Find Me
Im screaming loud but no sound comes out. Im lost please find me. All alone amongst strangers and its so cold out tonight Im lost. No one will help me find my way as I stumble and fall in the darkness. I wander in the cornfield and yell for someones help but I have to find my own way out. The park at night is so beautiful sitting under the streetlamps where I hope youll see me. Im so small and afraid cant you see the light glistening from my tears? Im running for all hope thats left turning left then right down this stone path. The beachs rays are so cruel and
In Darkness
I feel the pain but wheres it coming from because I cant see. So silent that the little pinpricks I can hear. Nothings blocking my way as I feel no barriers and nothings stopping me from stumbling in the darkness. You said youd protect me in these times but you were taken away by the night before my very eyes, so dark I cant see my pale hands waving through the air. Im screaming loud, oh so loud, but no one can hear my pain. When did the sun leave with my happiness replaced by the blindfold of misery placed over my eyes keeping away the warmth. Its as dark as pain tonight without you my angel t
White fur and a cute pink nose; It was basically the cutest bunny anyone would ever see. It had bounced along and found her just walking through the forest and started to follow her until she stopped to notice it. She looked the same as last time with her black boots and fishnet gloves because even though she is death she doesnt care about appearances too much. She had been walking in the snowy forest with barren trees that would never grow leaves and was just passing through. The bunny started too stare at her and once it became annoying she started to stare back and so the staring contest had began. Neither she nor the bunny blin
I Miss You
You were my left.
I was your right.
Wasnt that how it used to be?
Not anymore because now are paths ripped apart and only cross once in awhile.
Where we walked use to criss-cross you would think it was fate but our beginnings and ends are different again.
We spilt our hearts once in a while and helped the other with almost everything.
But now all I can do is listen and wait for your voice to come to my ears someday.
We shouted out our souls letting the world think us unique and different but its no fun shouting alone. We danced in the falling waters and opened locked doors together once.
We mastered all fears a
I have a Secret place did you know. Only accessible by few where long shadows cross my path and the suns yellow is an orange dancing light that circles the highest height. The trees grow unhindered by the mystic atmosphere that delays our breath into painful stabs in the lung. Its easy to get there but you can get lost along the way if you like but its a sight and when we arrive I just want to cry. The quiet calm depths of this world echo our past memories both feared and loved from all that we remember like a ripple in the pool we relive our souls again. This is my secret place and youre welcome to stay as long as you
Though I may trudge the path what I do and speak is a lie. I will leave evidence of my existence yet no one will remember my name. In the light I walk through the crowd unknown to others like a shadow. As corrupted data I will be swiped clean and erased out of the system. What you see is just a meek spirit hiding behind a mask of blasphemy. Time will pass and they will tell our story yet none will know why we lived and even our names will be lost in the sands of time. I will dissapear as quick as I came and just as sudden. Time is like a liquid in my hands,I swim for dry land just like you. As the lightening strikes the sand. As the water gri
The Lover, Madman and the Poet by th0mas708, literature
Literature
The Lover, Madman and the Poet
Love her because its right. Maybe her silk can make you sleep. Such sweet voices come to mine ears as a lullaby. Would you make me smile again?
Ill dance night and day to hear your edged scream. The broken glass shatters around me some more and my reflections ghastly.
Whys your song on my lips like sweet honey dripping from a leaf? Cant your chimes signal a blustery hurricane? Pull a little bit tighter will you.
Lets all watch the curtain rise and take positions in this great play where Romance, Tragedy and Poetry come together as one entity. Ill be you actor if youll operate my escape.
Choc
Current Residence: somewhere vacant Favourite genre of music: Synth pop, Industrial, Indie Operating System: a laptop MP3 player of choice: Cd-Player Personal Quote: "Fuack"
Its the Summer of 2010 and I obviously havent updated this due to the lack of care involved in my life for it. I only use this site to make Favorites. I'm personally not artistic but seeing others art is kinda inspiring. Even if I was a seriously artistic person i would have no free time for it with college this fall and paintball or video game competitions.
I expect as always that the summer heat will get to me and make me cranky and quite melancholy towards life. still quite considerably i do expect to keep this account. it takes very little effort on my part to update it is all.
For those that know me personally and do wish to contact m
hmm the sky was shining today and I thought i was gonna incinerate with the pure light but thankfully there was shade nearby. sorry about the time in between journals but i've been pretty busy as if that justifies anything. someone recently told me "I'm not here so don't listen" and I think thats unique. alright back to work. eh