There's no end in sight, without a fight
We stand no chance, and we die tonight
You must find it in yourself to fear nothing
And take from them everything
We must, stand our ground ever stronger
We can't take this any longer
I gave it my all, and still I'm suffering
My only wish is for deaths wings to bring
Peace to my restless mind, I try, but find
That everything I could wish for will die in time
So I, set course on a V-line to hell,
When only thoughts of you can tell
Me exactly what I'm worth in gold
I know the world is cold, but you keep me warm
and I keep you safe from any kind of harm
I lend my arms for support when you fall
A shoulder to cry on, and above all
My undying love, to you my dear
If only I could whisper in your ear
And hold you close, but dreams aren't meant to fly
So we're all on our own when we take to the sky
I'll bring down this whole fucking world and then
Loathe in the silence and rebuild it up again
There's only one way I can win, its so true
That I needed meaning in life, and got you
And I could never be more happy than right now
I'll be with you, babe, as long as time allows.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Theres No Room in Hell for Us.
You failed me, I'm walking the fuck away;
You buried me, to never see the light of day.
Yet here I stand, finding myself at ease.
I never will be the one on my knees.
I stand, stronger than ever and taller now,
I'll make it through this hell no matter how.
If it takes a thousand years of torment,
Just know its not in me to relent,
I'll make my way to your arms eventually;
I won't let this knife in back be the end of me.
I'll write my name in the stone with blood.
Till Kingdom come, through fire and flood.
I can't let it come to this, I just can't let it,
I've said it all a thousand times and you still don't get it..
The words have more than meaning to me when I say,
"This love can't wait another day."
You buried me, to never see the light of day.
Yet here I stand, finding myself at ease.
I never will be the one on my knees.
I stand, stronger than ever and taller now,
I'll make it through this hell no matter how.
If it takes a thousand years of torment,
Just know its not in me to relent,
I'll make my way to your arms eventually;
I won't let this knife in back be the end of me.
I'll write my name in the stone with blood.
Till Kingdom come, through fire and flood.
I can't let it come to this, I just can't let it,
I've said it all a thousand times and you still don't get it..
The words have more than meaning to me when I say,
"This love can't wait another day."
Monday, March 15, 2010
Life is like...
Life is like walking a road of broken glass while barefooted. You're going to get hurt along the way, but at the end of that road you've got something to show for it. Whether you meak out your existence or you're wealthy as golden shit. Either way, we all die in time; and you can't take your money with you to spend in the grave.
People like to comfort themselves with possessions and order, when in all actuality human nature is War and Chaos. Everywhere you turn, there's war, genocide, pollution, extortion of fellow human beings, and a sheep like Mass gathered to Congregate on words stolen and re-written.
Find comfort in your Gods if you must, but know that you have as much clue about life after death as I do. Not a God Damned thing.
So why do we find ourselves always questioning but not with reason or logic? Why do we ponder upon simple things when there's boundless knowledge been saved for up to thousands of years for the very purpose to make sure we don't make the same mistakes. History is full of cycles, and we're on the downhill slope of a nation bound for poverty and war. The people basically cry out for it when the topic arises, hell; I know plenty with arms and ammo to match in stock.
But what does it all lead to? Thousands dead and millions mourning. If anything should be learned from history and its lessons is that Life is your one true shot at molding a legend into stone for all to see ages from now. Instead we find ourselves a corporate zombie mass, always up at 6 in the morning and ready for bed around 10PM. It's fucking sickening, and if I do anything before I die its wake these blind mother-fuckers up and show them that life is meaningless without seeing the world for what it is, our mother. It gave us birth and we gave it the cancer of society and cities. If anything, Human Nature is to destroy.
That said, I ask you to sit awake, before you sleep at night; and think about what life could be like.
Global Trade
Racial Equality
No Religion
Growth of Science
and eventually,
Ideal Society.
A society where people are free to speak without being an outcast, where words bear more than meaning when spoken. Where educated men treat equally smart women with the respect they deserve. I know it may all be a lost cause or a dream of something that will never happen, but just think about it. Anything is possible with devotion.
-Caleb Kershner
People like to comfort themselves with possessions and order, when in all actuality human nature is War and Chaos. Everywhere you turn, there's war, genocide, pollution, extortion of fellow human beings, and a sheep like Mass gathered to Congregate on words stolen and re-written.
Find comfort in your Gods if you must, but know that you have as much clue about life after death as I do. Not a God Damned thing.
So why do we find ourselves always questioning but not with reason or logic? Why do we ponder upon simple things when there's boundless knowledge been saved for up to thousands of years for the very purpose to make sure we don't make the same mistakes. History is full of cycles, and we're on the downhill slope of a nation bound for poverty and war. The people basically cry out for it when the topic arises, hell; I know plenty with arms and ammo to match in stock.
But what does it all lead to? Thousands dead and millions mourning. If anything should be learned from history and its lessons is that Life is your one true shot at molding a legend into stone for all to see ages from now. Instead we find ourselves a corporate zombie mass, always up at 6 in the morning and ready for bed around 10PM. It's fucking sickening, and if I do anything before I die its wake these blind mother-fuckers up and show them that life is meaningless without seeing the world for what it is, our mother. It gave us birth and we gave it the cancer of society and cities. If anything, Human Nature is to destroy.
That said, I ask you to sit awake, before you sleep at night; and think about what life could be like.
Global Trade
Racial Equality
No Religion
Growth of Science
and eventually,
Ideal Society.
A society where people are free to speak without being an outcast, where words bear more than meaning when spoken. Where educated men treat equally smart women with the respect they deserve. I know it may all be a lost cause or a dream of something that will never happen, but just think about it. Anything is possible with devotion.
-Caleb Kershner
Friday, March 12, 2010
First Entry
It seems as though even the hardest tragedies to cope with have been picking meat from my bones for 2 years, Tuesday was the 2 year Anniversary of Garrett's suicide, and for the first time in 2 years when I think of him I can hear his laugh and see his smile once more. I'm finally becoming adjusted to the fact that I may never see any of my friends again, and as sad as that is it keeps me closer to them than ever before.
Life has never meant so much. I think for the first time in 19 years I'm actually going to put forth effort to see to it that this grave I'm in has a ladder out of it. I'm done being the one that sits in pity, the one who cries over the past, the one that has had everything stripped from him. It's time that I regain what's rightfully mine. I'll do any and everything in my power to see to it that my life actually means something.
I've tried my hardest just so you can comprehend
There's nothing but scars left upon my skin
And no matter what you say, they bear your name
But I'm not here to just cast blame or shame
My words stand stronger than the vastest armies
By blade, bullet, or words; they'll never harm me
For pain is just like a drug, you build up a tolerance
Yet still I'm searching for something with substance
For something more than what I've been dying for
I shall live a life of a legend that stands out in lore
View me as divine or the one who brings end
It's a fact now, and you can no longer pretend
I'll bring the rains and shadows to smother city lights
And I'll bring the flames to glow in the night
Cities laid to waste and families left in ruin
The words of death and darkness, I speak fluent
So won't you join me, atop the clock tower
And watch the cities burn in this divine hour?
Life has never meant so much. I think for the first time in 19 years I'm actually going to put forth effort to see to it that this grave I'm in has a ladder out of it. I'm done being the one that sits in pity, the one who cries over the past, the one that has had everything stripped from him. It's time that I regain what's rightfully mine. I'll do any and everything in my power to see to it that my life actually means something.
I've tried my hardest just so you can comprehend
There's nothing but scars left upon my skin
And no matter what you say, they bear your name
But I'm not here to just cast blame or shame
My words stand stronger than the vastest armies
By blade, bullet, or words; they'll never harm me
For pain is just like a drug, you build up a tolerance
Yet still I'm searching for something with substance
For something more than what I've been dying for
I shall live a life of a legend that stands out in lore
View me as divine or the one who brings end
It's a fact now, and you can no longer pretend
I'll bring the rains and shadows to smother city lights
And I'll bring the flames to glow in the night
Cities laid to waste and families left in ruin
The words of death and darkness, I speak fluent
So won't you join me, atop the clock tower
And watch the cities burn in this divine hour?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
