On a day that should have been famous
the ideals of love and passion
the stragiht razor found the swollen skin
the blood gushing from the valetine
let the game begin...
you do not know me...but i know you....and i want to play this game...
you see you are surrounded by dangling razorwire, and a single candle guides your vision are you prepared to fall asleep to the sounds of your own screams, the terror the simple meaning of life has been realized....
They call me Jigsaw.....but my name is....
The Son of Nothing by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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The Son of Nothing
I am the son, of the man, that did, nothing for me,
i am the lamb, of the one, that has,all i need
my world came down, and you weren't here,
i stepped into the room, that doesn't exist at all,
if i could have known, what i was shown, who lead me to...
this world is a place i've thrown away,
i can't seem to forget about your face,
but i can't survive without you, in my arms
at night i turn into someone else, the monster i fear,
alone in this place is no where i wanted to ever....be...
In the shadows, i lye in wait for you, not that you can see,
inside the books my words you'll find, to speak of freedom,
i wish i had, i wish i had,
Washing thy hands by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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Washing thy hands
good bye....
to the dreams, the pain the easing feel of nevermore
every single day that i feel i have to just whore...
break me down...
kill my mind
end freedom
im too blind....
i wish i was you
i wouldn't wake up alone
i wish i was you
the past littered with my dismay
in fact i hate feeling this way
my spine contours to the time
my mind makes me scream GOODBYE
can you hear me breathing beside you?
your voice is music to my ears (when i'm dying)
can you feel me bleeding inside you?
cutting away my worst fears (when i'm crying).....
can you feel me inside you?
the days so long so wrong again
the ways i've been i've gone to sin
my wrists so tender and so torn
my cysts are why i'm stillborn....
can you hear me breathing beside you?
your voice is music to my ears (when i'm dying)
can you feel me bleeding inside you?
cutting away my worst fears (when i'm crying)..
Each Mocking Grin by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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Each Mocking Grin
each day is harder to live,
inside of my skin,
i find i have to fight to breathe...
each night is worst to me,
no more love for family,
but i dont think i can leave.....
You Laugh, and you smile at me,
why dont you take my pain away?
you smile, and you stare through me,
why can't you fall in love with me today?
twilight glimmers, the shadows lighten,
the load on back seems to fade, seems to fade,
i kiss the night sky, i still wonder why,
i would let you walk out of my life?
You Laugh, and you smile at me,
why dont you take my pain away?
you smile, and you stare through me,
why can't you fall in love with me today?
My lust is deep, the skin so perfect the touch caress of gentle skin...
each time you smile i stare into your eyes, frozen for just a moment....
i move step closer each day, night and passing eve....
sometimes i can not breathe at all... with all i have said and all i see...
i see your eyes staring back at me....
You spit out blood like it were seeds, your sick you little one with needs,
let the razor fall, upon your wrist, let it cut you deep, inside your a cyst,
bleed for me,
bleed for you,
i love no wait scrath it,
i hate you
the first line... by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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the first line...
those lines you have left, a trail of your pain, those times you felt it all leave,
why would you want to end everything you have in the world? why would you question me i am the cure....
those wrists still bled today and tomorrow,
those fists still fled to take away the sorrow,
you bleed from the lines on your wrists...
With a single bullet in the chamber,
a door opens up to you
golden with your smile wasted
i'm here watching you...
i take off te butterfly wings
i laserate the skin
lust is decay and rot
breathing is a sin...
i choked the angels throat
i cut inside you deep
as i lay beside you
your in a deep sleep...
you don't know i'm there
just above your bed at night
hanging on the walls to watch
you and your perfect life...
golden dress ready to be torn
off you for all my needs
i cut and bite and scratch
so i'm not alone to bleed...
come here my darling
i'll give you my taste
bondage binds us together
so i can rape......
your heart
Midnight Stroll to your arms by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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Midnight Stroll to your arms
Here i am laying in death's cold arms...
it's another embrace i hate
the hands of the demons pull me apart
as i'm bleeding on the floor
i take a walk around midnight
hopeing to find your arms are open
the love is death the life in hate
shows how much i'm broken.....
bleed on the grass where we laid and held each other
make sure we can never forget
lust the feel of your sweet embrace
holding me close into the night
as the suns dies and the world screams
as the poisons rush into me
why wait for it? for this? for you?
i needed and did love you....
Follow in the hands of Rape by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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Follow in the hands of Rape
Shadows hide the color of the blue lips
they've reached down my spine
with cold deadened hands
as we follow in the line of rape
is love really a figure?
is love a true face?
is love? anything?
Follow me into the Shadows
Kiss me to show a contemplative love
Rape me for a little abuse
sends me above.....
Why face the angels?
why kill the heros?
Outlines of the red rose petals
layed upon tainted skin
with a cold suicide
as we follow in the line for rape
what is a tarot?
what is a demon?
why do we always look into dead eyes?
just another way to kill
is to rape instead of love
break the heart and my will.....
Brittle as grains of sand by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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Brittle as grains of sand
I've lost thing i loved
the passion died
cancers feast on my lungs
smoke from the wounds
in the dead of winter
lost you...why?
why is everything such a fake life?
what is the world going to become?
what has happened?
why?
why?
i'm screaming out to you all
i hate everything about you and this world
but i can't be without either.....
choke on the words i speak
they blind me so
as the heavens
give me nothing
but falling snow
what i wouldn't do
to be in your arms right now...
Bound within words by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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Bound within words
Standing on the edge of the lake, watching the children drown, as jason once did those many years before, sifting through ashes of the heart which you tore from my chest, in the thrill of passion, we now drift along the shallow wading pools, searching for glass to tear our flesh from the bone and wake up alone, in the sheets stained by our wasted tears.......
looking into the clouds which have parted like the ribs for the creation of the arsonist which has burned his life away for her, her being another word for the misery he let bind him within depression....we are drifting away again.....
Oxygen Dreaming About Death by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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Oxygen Dreaming About Death
Wings tie the angels upon crimson lipped crosses
regrets for the fallen
haste be made as the life
death binds away
swallow the leader as the gun
pointed into hollowed ground
creature on my spine
digging into my flesh
as the rains washes dirty faces
of the flith they were born into
like the world of hate and suffering
with the wound apart from my razor
Damn you for the devils that speak my name
and burn my image for a laugh
such as the wenches that cut my bones
for their new smile
And prehaps we can shave away painful sores
like they were nothing to us at all
as we bleed our lungs for oxygen
for a new means of salvation.....
New.....in the hands of old
Life...wears the crown of death
Speak...before you can scream
Drip...your blood into my mouth
Silent.....become so utterly...silent
As we walk upon glass shards....
we pick up our hands of spite
dance with the...nothingness....in silent
silent symphony of the angelic choir
Old....as the hatred
Death...to bring new life
Scream...if you can't whispear
Taste...the dripping blood..
become so silent....as the silent scream
i let out...
Blinding..and Binding by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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Blinding..and Binding
Love has an opened and shut case
like lies upon my hands
cleanse me with solem vows
of your heart and brittle bone
Fate brings forth the answer
that we can't see yet
bath with running soap water
signs that your alone
Destiny shattered within my chest
prays for innocence
vriginized spit from a whore's mouth
and your skin so cold
BINDING ME....AND BLINDING ME
why are you my destiny?
BLINDING YOU...AND BINDING YOU
why can't i be fate for two?
BINDING US...AND BLINDING US
why is destiny a loss?
BLINDING AND BINDING EVERYONE AGAIN!!!
Sweet Crimson Lips by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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Sweet Crimson Lips
Decay has come over my heart
as if i was nothing to the world
i feel so hollow
empty and shallow
void of it all that you have
in your undeserving hands
you don't belong in the space in my heart
for it was once filled with grace
a crimson lipped beauty queen with dead eyes
and a doll's pale face
i feel so complete
i feel this break me
the Mindtrap i rest in...
has opened new gates
for maybe inside this path
i shall lift up your dead name
and utter it upon my soiled lips
of the kiss that burns my image away.....
Step in the backwards way by Rebirth-Of-Trauma, literature
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Step in the backwards way
Help .....rushing within this soul of torment
inside i feel i'm dying a failure
the hands so grace have torn my pain
and the chest bares flase shame
brace the morning kill the dawn
as the sun light is beauty
and the moon lyes in my arms
with slit wrists that i bare
hidden but still so open
and is this my saving grace?
Current Residence: Dead Moines Skin of choice: cut by razors Favourite cartoon character: Bakura Personal Quote: Today is nothing but Yesterday Faded Away Tomorrow is today in a new way
As I Decay
Tore through Ames and Clinton this weekend
Next Weekend Fort Dodge Falls
Then Racing Corner in Des Moines
Then Hairy Marys
Then House of Bricks
Then Back to Clinton....
Clinton, Ames, Knoxville, Ankeny, Des Moines, Fort Dodge, Iowa City, Newton, Cedar Rapids....
As I Decay is rollin' quite strong...
I have been lost within my head, for sumtime now, i feel the secerts i have kept within myselfhave died but As I Decay, within i torment those in my way
Secerts revealed Destiny Board...