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A Lesson not wantedOne must come to realize in life, that there exists no Right or Wrong in a moral sense. Only what is accepted and/or repudiated by a culture of a specific society.
There is only perception, different to each individual
until dawned by the belief of a society as a whole.
The justice system is but an organized method of eradication
of those who perceive the world in such a way that interferes with the way of that society.
To subsidize harm done to another by giving power to oneself
and eliminating those who create the disruption of the coexistence of the ones within that society.
Depressioni thought you would never leave me be
you tore my soul apart
i went to sleep with tears in my eyes
and wake up crying
i endured until i was empty
without even a soul to gaze upon
for in the mirror i saw nothing
nothing but a stranger staring back at me
for years i parted ways with this world
the family were an insufferable entity
and the friends had gone but not forgotten
I still can't forget their betrayal
Was it their fault i had this black cloud over me?
I'd lay awake at night, confused
laying awake, wondering why i ever listened
wondering how i would ever put things right
i had parted my ways for years
years you stole from my life and my love
my dark songs my only comfort
the only ones who could understand
as i tried to remember who i was before
but i was changed forever
and from the darkness the raven flew
I flew away
yet still you haunt me
forever perhaps in my memory
the reminiscents of sorrow and regret
but my spirit is strong
stronger than i realised to conquer you
and when i
Love"Hey! What're you scribbling on your notebook?"
"It's always nothing. Com'n, tell me." With that she snatched the notebook from him and caught him offguard. She was only able to read the first few words that he snatched it back from her.
"Love doesn't exist?" She asked in a confused tone
"It's nothing alright!"
"It is something. What are you not telling me?"
"I said it's NOTHING" a rage in his voice. She was taken aback by his anger that she couldn't reply in fear.
After a few minutes of silence, he finally spoke.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't of reacted the way I did."
"It's okay. It's not your fault."
"The thing is I don't want people to know how I feel about things."
"You can tell me. You know you can trust me. Please tell me. I want to help you. How can you say love doesn't exist. What about your mom? A mom always loves her child."
"My mom left me and my dad when I was five for another man." His reply was cold.
"I'm sorry. I....I didn't know. But your dad loves you right?"
You're Not AloneWe live in a world that is full of great pain.
Where everyone one has a heavy burden to carry.
We think that nobody could possibly understand what we have gone through.
But in a world that is abundant in such matters,
there is somebody, somewhere who knows of your grievances;
who shares your pain;
who is in the same boat.
So know; You're not alone.
Like a child behind a locked door,
we keep our burdens a secret.
We do what we shouldn't.
We say what we wouldn't.
Instead of seeking help among ones we love,
we pray they never find out.
We isolate ourselves;
we think we're alone...
Weather it was something we have said or done,
something we are ashamed of,
or something in our past.
It eats at our hearts.
We are afraid to open up.
We forget that we aren't the only ones in the world,
because others laugh and smile.
But I assure you, they have their own problems too.
So don't think you're alone.
Stop looking back if your past is ugly.
Stop looking to your side and comparing your life.
AscensionI guess I need some time out alone, on my own just like during the November Rain
All I wanted to acquire was swift, shallow, sanctified ascension.
All I got was fear, abduction, insanity, depression.
I've gone a long way since then, and you know it,
I mastered the arts of the Sacrilegious Lie,
And I tried to paint it on your face,
No matter how hard I tried, you wouldn't listen to me
Then I guess the Ascension is the dream that consumes me every day, every night and day
All I want to say is "forgive me"!
All I want to get is an ounce of glee.
I will take my guitar and solo it until the end of time,
For I know I cannot acquire your Ascension, with or without souls
I must take out my eyes so that they could cry as much as they deserve
for their tears wouldn't fit into their orbits
something similar to my heart never fitting into my chest when I think of you and your ascension
For we all know, love is the architect of happiness and sa
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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