Staring in the mirror
You contemplate the ways to die
Impaled upon the spear
You justify your suicide
Spread your wings as darkness falls
Soar on currents across the sky
Close your eyes as the Reaper calls
And feel his scythe cut through your side
Hear the shadow lover call
and heed his glistening lie
Feel the songs of lunar halls
Forever tugging at the tide
Free yourself from earthly chains
And hear the contented sigh
Die alone out in the rain
And seek the infernal ride

I sit staring at a glowing bulb.
Dimmer and dimmer,
It fades day by day,
And it won't be long,
Til it fades away.
I dread the day.
The light will decay,
And sink into gloom,
With a palpable taste of doom.
I dread the day.
The bare corners,
Their cobwebs and dust,
Will fade away,
In the dimming dusk.
The shades are drawn,
No light from outside,
I know now,
I'm in for a hell of a ride.
As glooms takes over,
I will bow my head,
And try to fight,
My growing dread.
I dread the day I know is coming.

But as I stare,
The light grows strong
And I think,
I might be wrong.
But ever steady,
It turns so bright
Because you are here,
You are my light

I hear you tapping on my door,
And lay back on my bed.
The crimson blade falls to the floor,
Stained dark with violent red.
As blood pours forth from wicked cuts,
I feel the end is soon.
I hear the door click softly shut,
And know I'm not alone.
I hear you gasp in disbelief,
And hurry to my bed.
But then it's too real as you see,
The bloodied blade so red.
I see upon your face the tears,
And too I start to cry.
I feel the weight of all my fears,
As you say your goodbye.
Then desperately I try to speak,
To tell you of my pain.
But it's too late and I'm too weak,
My efforts are in vain.
And now forever I will see,
As I serve out my fate,
Burned eternally into memory,
That bloodied crimson blade.

The blood is red, the wounds are deep
He lays all night, but finds no sleep
His eyes are closed, he tries to dream
But in the night, he only screams
He hates himself, yet stays alive
In his own way, with sharpened knives
Denying truth, the fools assume
That he's seeking, eternal doom
Misunderstood, he runs and hides
They see no pain, it's held inside
All they see are, the many scars
And hold him back, from reaching stars
They feel the hate, and all the rage
And keep him locked, inside a cage
But he has the key, the razor sharp
A tool to numb, a mind that's warped
He bleeds it out, the hate and sin
For just a while, 'til once again
Emotions rule, his heart is full
He just can't free, his captive soul

The blade's now dust, the scars are long
And now he must, sing one last song
That they may see, the boy they spite
Will never be, as black as night

The hateful words, with pain so stark
Like untrained swords, have missed their mark
He stands apart, far from their spite
So black their hearts, while his is white

He's found his joy, and shed the hate
Of one lone boy's, depressing fate
His heart is healed, his eyes are sweet
This time it's real, his soul's replete

He is not weak, he knows it now
This hated freak, has found out how
To free his soul, from all the hurt
His heart is full, of loving words

He grew the seed, and took this task
He's quelled the need, to wear his mask
He broke the blade, setting him free
And now his fate... Eternity

Love will come and Love will go

I'm crying but I don't care, cuz my tears don't come from grief.
If dying now would take me there, I'd put the noose around my neck.
To reach with you this heaven's spot, a castle atop the sky.
You see the worth of what you've got, after it's taken by the storm.
Love will come and Love will go, so cling to it while it lasts.
Until it's gone you never know, and by then you're all alone.
So take never an interlude, from searching for your soul.
Lest ill luck should once intrude, and your fragile heart be torn.

Dude, is your pic a mug shot? lol you look pissed

I just got my tat less than a year ago, on my right hand

Ppl don't realize how easy it is to be overlooked when you are on the down and outs. No ride, staying with some friends, the only job I have right now is to babysit my roomates daughter for 75 bucks a week. I mean, c'mon, people totally overlook personality or make judgements based on this type of circumstance. Truth is, it will be better soon when I start school. I am going for Social Work and Criminal Justice, gonna minor in Spanish. I really think it's a big need in my area, and I have a CALLING to help people. I wish ppl would stop looking down on me just because I don't have a rich family to support me! I used to be a Gateway computer tech, but was forced into medical leave over a broken knee, and lost my job over it. Gives me time to work on me I guess

The blade is dull, the scars are long
From in his soul, he sings his song
That they may see, despite the scars
He still can be, a shooting star

The hateful words, aimed at his heart
Are broken chords, on a broken harp
They have their spite, as it must stay
While his black heart, has turned to gray

He has no joy, but now the hate
Of this one boy, is not so great
His heart less torn, his eyes less crazed
Soon ends the storm, of rainy days

He may be weak, but he will try
To be the streak, across the sky
When his heart's full, he'll loose the seams
And bear his soul, let loose the screams

He looks above, and takes his stance
And will give love, one final chance
He takes the blade, yet stays his hand
But fate is fate, and life still ends

So what do you guys think of it? Seriously I want to know lol

The blade is sharp, the cuts are long
Upon his harp, he plays his song
That they may see, what they have done
Helping him be, what he's become

With hateful words, aimed at his heart
Like brutal swords, and just as sharp
They show their spite, as plain as day
While black as night, his heart must stay

They have their joy, for them it's great
But this one boy, knows only hate
His heart is torn, his eyes are crazed
Amidst the storm, of violent ways

They think he's weak, and will not try
Because he speaks, of ways to die
When his heart's full, he cuts his skin
They cut his soul, and laugh at him

They've tilled the earth, and sowed the seed
And given birth, to this sad deed
He takes the blade, and pushes deep
To find his fate, in endless sleep

I wrote this back in high school, wrote 3 in one day, the next two later, they are His Heart Black As Night, His Heart Gray As Dawn, His Heart White As Day, His Heart Red As Blood, and His Heart Still As Death. Let me know what you think.

Can't wait to meet em lol

Good to see there is some fam here :)

Hey I'm a down ass lo looking to talk to some Fam, hit me up if you down for life!