Even though you may be falling

Sometimes your lost. Falling down the neverending hole.
Someone is there. Someone is here to be your light for the darkness.
Everything you have fought for is not in vane. You are a fighter so keep fighting and if you shall fall know that I am there to catch you.

F.E.A.R (For Every and All Religion)

Inside us, we feel the screaming, the frights, the nightmares.

Never ending tunnels that cause us to scream, to run.

Having telling this, would you believe that F.E.A.R can control someone?

We are the Wild ones. They look up to us Rebels, us Outcasts.

We expect a battle for humanity is about to begin. A vague sense of safety will ignite you in an unseen shadow without a slither of doubt. Let the thoughts slip away, and remain calm.

Stay close to F.E.A.R. Only we can protect ourselves.

Fearful of the lives they have chosen for us.

The rebels claim their brave new world is upon us.

They lay their claim, but it is false.

You will place your trust in F.E.A.R. You must!

We are not interested in the possibility of defeat, nor within the silence of a deserted ally, nor the clamor of a crowded street.

But F.E.A.R. cannot be vanquished,

We cannot be destroyed.

F.E.A.R. will rise up again and control the masses, take back the power, and crush the insurgent horde.

As war fades into the distant memories of enlightened pigs and open wounds, will the Rebels begin to perish one by one?

Should we feel the fear of dying young, not ignoring the chance to scream?

Lie awake at night in terror, admitting F.E.A.R. will return to glory.

The story of Rebels who set out to conquer will finish in blood.

But in the end we have fought with flesh and blood.

We commanded an army.

If we fall shall we rise back up and relive our glory?

As the war ends, F.E.A.R states:

“If rebels have defeated our illustrious armies, they have damaged our intention of an ugly and defiant malevolence. All that we may love and care for may sink into a dark age; made more sinister by the light of perverted science. Will we perish and starve in captivity? You will never win your freedom. You will never escape... F.E.A.R.”

If we may lie in the face of F.E.A.R, will we rise to the occasion?

Will we prove to be known as The Prophet, The Mystic, The Mourner, The Deviant, and The Destroyer?

For if we prove to be Angels or Beasts, will we align to the power of F.E.A.R

Caught in Between my Enimies

Caught in Between my Enimies

Fear is war boiling down to nothing.

It’s me how caused the war.

The smell of death lingers in the air.

Bells go off to the bombs like a song.

Fear feeds off the touch of your fate.

Death sees a beauty in his future.

Taste your sanity being torn from your body.

Night tastes as if blood ran from my body

A kiss torn by Lucifer on the Huston, Texas,

 

Route 666 roads because he saw that beauty.

 

We weren’t in Huston.

 

Humans ran amuck getting away from the dead walking to their master.

 

The Blitzed the dead seemed to have

 

Because they were broken to the bone.

 

Caught in between my enemies.

 

The miserable night of evil.

 

He was about as dark as fireflies.

 

We changed fate coming through the door.

 

Nun was their taking his hand into the darkness

 

So that yesterday, tomorrow, and today he could come

 

back for her again.

 

The free dead took him to her

 

his queen of darkness already ruling with him in the dark.

 

I’ll have to forgive him to know what he has done.

 

L'obscurité est la seule lumière de leurs cœurs.

 

Even when the sun comes to congratulate, even the shadows have to die.

 

Even the war can’t conquer the dark love started here.

Inside the Minds of Others

Your way of life has shown me what a fool I've been. We are guilty as charged. My enemies may belittle me, constantly reminding me of the penalty. After all my deeds and despite these pleas is it still death?  Do we mean it when we chant "I wanna get well." Have we hurt bad bought yet? It only a dream right... Test your pulse and check your vitals. With all the battles running through myself I create my own world because I meant it when I said "I wanna get well." Remember it's only a dream, pretend it all away. If it's only a game I've lost me. 

Ticket Stub

My life is torn in half from the begaining. Then I'm placed in a dark box where only a slit of light  comes through where more like me are all placed until the end where finally being moved from this dark prison into a clear prison and counted handled so ruffly the others in here they are form the days work. At least we got to live longer than our other halfs. That may have gotten thrown away crumbled into someone pocket just to make it to the washer then the trash.

Falling, but Flying

Even though you feel like falling. Digging a neverending grave. Look up to the sky, and take the time to fluy. Even though people hurt, worse than any physical hurt. Smile the joy of today. For every book had their story to tell. Some can be bad and some can be worse. Just take the time to read the story, and end up flying like the bird. For yesterday was yesterday and today is today, but tomorrow the sun could come our and play. So even thought they hurt never hurt back stop the cycle take time to relax and fly highter than the bird. Sore up higher then the sky to your dreams, your hopes, So even though you feel like falling take the time to fly even in the darkest places.

Asylum

As I walk through the halls, hearing the overjoyed laughter of others. It seems but a dream its to bright and clouded. Then I remember I'm not in where I once was but locked up in a doengen of delusion, a pit of missery. The laughing I hear was from the shock room rearranging his mind by zaps and zings. Laughing is the breaking point. Pills are the empty path that you an't hide. Taking action I try running to the door but it's hopeless he is gone mouth open eyes glazed over... empty... I scream "monsters!" "Monsters in white cloaks saying you shall, you can help..." I strugle against them pushing and trying to break free. Taken away by the needle in my neck the sweet pain the inject me with. I know where there taking me I've seen it before the white room. Soft and plush with a jacket that restrains my movements they tell you "Its for your own good once you've clam down and won't hurt yourself or the other emates we'll let you out." I know better they know I'm aware of the expreiments and I'll be next in line.