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COAOM: 01.01.05-.06Chronicles of an Overwrought Mind: Part I: Chapter V - Confrontation
Low tensile strength.
Break apart, fall apart.
Pull apart, and stop.
Quiet; you should be thankful.
Chomping on acid pills.
You prescribed them.
You ordered them.
Hey, wait a second...
All good, all bad.
All for you.
Not true, I was merely...
Shut it, and just listen.
Woah, that is way too far!
OI, shush it up!!
Clashed time lapse.
Okay, I'll give him that.
Good for you.
So it's that easy, eh?
Alright, that's it. This audience is history. Throw in the hat, for his sake.
As always, you asked for it.
Chronicles of an Overwrought Mind: Part I: Chapter VI - Acceptance
COAOM: 01.01.07-.08Chronicles of an Overwrought Mind: Part I: Chapter VII Duel
Gasping for rest, from this zest, it's the best;
Way, to keep you writing this test.
Coming at the pace, you face, and brace;
The fray, that is breaking your base.
Running for the goal, you toll, you mole;
Away, to try to save your soul.
Failing to ask, your task, you bask;
For the day, you outlast this mask.
It flies, and the last one's up;
Combing for the Dancer, filling your cup
With lies, and you act like a pup;
Smiling as you frown, which constantly strains
Your eyes, searching through pains;
For scribbles of an answer, written on slates
Of dyes, under paper weights;
Holding you down, failing these states.
And they will all shine for you,
And they will all take your cue,
And they will all confide in you,
And they will all bound your Screw.
And we will all stare at you,
And we will all seal your clue,
And we will all crumble for you,
And we will all make you true.
The message lost while learning
By your tries; while
COAOM: 01.01.03-.04Chronicles of an Overwrought Mind: Part I: Chapter III - Synergistic Psychosis
Narrator, speak for me. Mine mind be blown past words.
Good morning morning glory, what's the story?
Last night... First on the scene... This is the 'Apathetic News...' Back to you 'Nameless...'
Oh, so true. Flicking channels of thought, like skipping stones -
Decreasing latency and comprehension
Bouncing less, patting the waters edge with a dulling blade: clarity -
Cross the threshold -
Drowning under the surface, heavy stones keep no reservoirs -
Just keep swimming, just keep swimming...
Oh, how lead appendages weigh -
Touching bottom -
Darkness in-bound, yet comfortable -
Motion stops, Time's face drops; head nods -
Stillness of mind, vacant eyes, senses clear, black hole heart -
Settling in with shrapnel-paraphernalia-clout-dust-sand-soul -
Soul scattered for the water.
Henceforth, mine eyes see on contemporary clarity. Let visions clear fray of thought fo
COAOM: 01.01.01-.02Chronicals of an Overwrought Mind: Part I: Chapter I - The Advent
Trapped template of security and flawless form,
Safety beyond from worlds over, worlds torn,
Disembowl faith for self-reliance.
Contraditions of obvious masks, obfusicate the in from out,
Discovery of mystery, of false personality, of truth-be-told to unsettling eyes.
Careful watch from towers of social complexes, mishaps and curiosty,
Deceit and cumbersome interest spark false faces,
Interest in spasms of failure and demise, and excitations.
Bound to social realms,
Caught in selfish dreams,
Forced in obedience.
Shackled for the Dreamer,
Locked forth false hope,
Captured soul and toll,
Appreciation by exertion.
Who are you, Man of words, symbols, influenced, decadence?
Come forth and show yourself.
Chronicals of an Overwrought Mind: Part I: Chapter II - Tolerance
Fool, face yourself and believe.
Run, obviously, alllusions with The Flame in mind.
(Hesitant mind for fierce-fear contr
Pyro - Part I: The Spark21/12/2005
Pyro - Part I: The Spark
The weather's changing,
So am I,
So have I,
So I will.
Ever been broken,
By staring at the sky?
Felt the fire inside,
Turn into a candle?
Felt the wind of despair,
How that candle dims sometimes,
You wonder how you survive.
Like you've never ran before.
To the place
Where only one can go.
You waist time.
As if the world is burning.
Your world is burning,
You are crumbling,
Under what you crave.
How the Pyro is mentioned?
Now you see,
When your world is on fire.
On you crave,
On it burns.
It hurts doesn't it?
When your world burns...
As I have.
You more maybe,
You less maybe.
Crave you still,
But someone's always got it worse.
You wonder again,
How can they survive,
How can they go on
When the burns are so black?
The sky is falling,
One once said.
So are you now,
Like many before.
The maze is large,
And the Labyrinth awaits.
You have no time.
You are you
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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