Home Is Where The Heart Is?If Home is Where Your Heart Resides,Tell What Would Happen When,Your Heart Has Lost It's Size,Never Fitting Correctly Then?Shriveled Up and Cracked, Broken Into Many Pieces,But Piled So Neatly, Stacked,All Folded Up, So Many Creases.
Where I Come FromWhere I Come From
I come from a long line of diversity,Where to each is his own,None the same, yet none totally different.I come from a long line, never straight,Always curving to Destiny's will.Forever running.I come from a long line of dreamers.Dreamers and SchemersWith tricks and traps on their mindsA long line of deception and misleading
Why Me?Why Me?Why is it that they pick me last?Why is it that every time something good happens Something bad follows?Why can't I ever catch a break?Why me?What are these feelings?Why does everything that comes to mind refer to my only way out?Why do I have these feelings?Why Me?Why is it that I feel alone?Why is it that no one is there?Why hasn't anyone been there?Why Me?Why am I alone?Why Can't anyone help me?Why don't they understand?Why Me?Why Can't I be me?Who controls life?Why can't I be special?Why Me?Where Is God?Where are the angels?Why can't they be with me?Why Me?
DownfallAnd in this dark harvest of seasonMy life has completely lost reason,For which or against to decide.All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tideIn sadness and in kindnessIn light and in darkness.In a boat made of hopeI shall sail to tomorrow,In a winding hurricaneMade of treachery and sorrow.There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...Piercing, slashing though my head.Starting somewhere in heaven,Ending somewhere in hell.Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.Are the armies within.In my head they are all thrashing.On the heaven's and hell's whim.To be light or to be darkness.A perpetual array.It's not merely my choice,But the choice of the way.It's an option of the voice,It's a thin line of gray.Is it a choice forced by fate,Is it a pre-set time and date?Or a choice to which I myself sway?But here's our story anyway
."Nothing that I do will matter.As all things will merely shatter!"All my hopes thus darkness scatter,As it shoves me a decree.As it si
PrayerPlace your poemson the lips of angelsso you can teach their wingshow it feels to flyalways upward.Mark the summer eveningssoon to comewith the gracethat carried youamong us,warm and cherished softlyand know we will always placeyour wordsamong the stars.
All Hallows EveThey say that on this night the witches ride,that spirits walk and churchyards spew their dead. It isn’t true. It’s said the stench of hell infects the earthand healths of heated blood are downed. But Hamlet lied. The dead know nothing, the living less. There are only poets with blood-nibbed pens;souls hung between high heaven and deep hell.
RIP Paul Gray SlipknotPaul Gray:You were 38 years youngbut you've passed away.You have joined the Rev,Dimebag, Peter Steeleand Ronnie James Dio.Wherever you are,you are rocking out.Together you'll makeone hell of a band!While you rest in peace -look over your wife Brenna,and the babyyou were expecting.The pig,as you were knownfor your maskresembled one -you cannot be replaced.Slipknot, have hit the knot;Things will never be the sameagain.RIP Paul GrayApril 8, 1972 May 24, 2010
growththere is nothing more beautifulthan the softness of a manyou love more thanthe earth(shaking, geode),a face gentle in sleepand ardent in morning;there is nothing more beautifulthan the first breathof your spring,your blooming dawn,the incomingof nothing but you(blossoming, emerging,here,you flourish)—here,you are growingand transforminginto something new,and there is nothingmore beautifulthan that.
Rant on InflationRant on InflationInflationists.Listen, I know you guys take a lot of shit. And I dont want to step on anyones likes or dislikes.
So here we go.Im just here to address a couple of things about Inflation that really bug the Hell out of me, especially here on DA. If you dont like people bashing Inflation or Weight Gain or Blueberry people or whatever the Hell, I suggest you leave, because you probably wont like what Im about to say. Especially since this rant involves logic.Just a list of things about Inflation/Weight Gain/Etc. that are bothering me. These arent the only things that disturb me about it, but you get the idea. Starting with:1. The concept. - For those of you who dont know, the idea and goal behind Inflation and Weight Gain is to get a girl (and sometimes guy, but trust me when I say 99% of the time, its a girl) really, really, really, unrealistically huge by many different means. In fact, those dif