Wiseman

You keep talking of legend and lore,
Oh do shut up! your such a bore.
Open your mouth and let out a roar,
Close your nose and try to snore.

Take that sword and learn to dance,
No, dont get into your freaky trance.
Vice and versa is your life,
Its nice in bed with your wife.

On and on and on you drone,
why make me pay without a loan?
I crawl and claw out of the room,
Over your head, a dancing broom.

Hug and hump and hog yourself,
Put your body on a shelf.
I'l take her home, your bonnie lass,
Dont you worry, i hid your head in the trash.

Blood Rose

Drip - drop, drip - drop it hits the floor,
Mixing with unholy flour.
I mix and ground and put it in a mold.
It shines brighter than a bar of gold.

I leave the wound to drip and bleed,
Roll out the barrel of old mead.
The tables set and the bride is here,
Unseen darkness coming near.

I get the knife, you hold my head,
The unheard words have been said.
The knife is through and i am dead,
On me they lay the flower of dread.

Schizo

I scream and shout cuz im scared,
You look cute, long legs wide spread.
Yet dont lie to me, I aint dead,
Close your eyes and I'l fill you with dread.

Dont come to me, you smell of sweat,
Theres blood and guts in your bread.
A little awkward, yet dont swear,
Pointless convo's , Crappy wear.

Dont do the things i do like,
Mess your hair without a spike.
Scream in joy and shout in pain,
Have your bath in the rain.

I'm messing with your head,
Cold dark nights, heavy as lead.
Now quit this game and look at me,
Open your eyes and let me see.

Senseless Lie

Stick out your tongue and try to sing,
Pick up the the phone before it begins to ring.
Lift your hands and punch the air,
Screaming, be lost in the rear.

Put the gun to your head,
Hear the bang in your ear.
Pull of your skin and pretend its shed,
Jump off a cliff at low gear.

Drink your piss and think its beer,
Try to grin when your scared.
Take a knife and think of it as a spear,
Go and lick an unshaven beard.

When you do this i will pray,
Scream and shout because your gay.
I'l take a knife and poke your eye,
I end this poem with a lie.

Reaper's List

Silent, Unnerving and dark at times,
The air is rent with your unheard cries.
Nails dig deep into flesh,
These wounds of mine are still fresh.

Claw out and take this heart,
Sing to it, Lines forgot.
Lore and legend lost in the past,
This world of light, in dark contrast.

You may live and yet be dead,
Walking alone, filled with dread.
This life of creepers and tangled twine,
The clock is ticking, your time or mine?

Hang me or keep my head on a guillotine,
This sweet death is yours, not mine.
They dont even know you exist,
For your names only on my list.

Unwritten

Im so silent while the world is singing,
those piercing words are still stinging.
just simple words that make and break,
tiny things i do for your sake.

simple to crush and walk away,
but if i begged, would you stay?
it doesnt mean that i'l be with you,
i only care for them, its true.

the simple things you dont see,
im happily lost in this sea.
all the things that are never said,
they lie at the bottom, quietened and dead.

Change has come and your are different,
i have closed up and my heart is spent.
the words arent heard anymore,
never will there be such a lore.