Cold Daggers -



Wouldst seem that nature has an errant side,

a need to show her melanistic face,

and all who dare to question, woe betide

cold daggers, white, their souls will duly place.

To winter's praise my words will never be

as seeps its blighted purpose through my bones

no song more woeful sung in tragedy

could rend my heart with such remorseful tones.

For every petal shed I breathe a sigh

for every shiver felt my voice lays blame

is winter not a reason for to die

I curse that haunted day on which it came.

Alas to lie a coffin sculpted white

no warmth, my heart, this bleak of endless night.

I feel this thread is a place we've never had

a place where we won't have to feel sad

Maybe ur name is chad
Maybe ur name is lad

Ur welcome here and we hold u dear
as long as u dont tear

the bond we have

as a community
with our liberty

"There is no title"

poems are a thing of nature
it rises like a beast

and bites like an animal
never to be forgotten

poems look back at the past
poems wait at the end

you almost had me Ivan
but alas i am Mezen

My poems do not contridict
This obvious you see i'm sure
next time you accidently make an almost game over
I will become Amezen

P.S. Ivan plz put down the voodoo doll and get to Rofl'ing

THE BEAUTIFUL words/music J.McConnach©2007 all rights reserved

STEP INSIDE MY MIND
SEE WHAT YOU CAN FIND
KALEIDESCOPE OF COLOURS
SO BRIGHT THEY’LL MAKE YOU BLIND
I TRY AND TRY AND TRY
TO ALWAYS GET IT RIGHT
BUT DON’T YOU KNOW THERES NO SUCH THING
AS PERFECTION

EXCEPT ONE THING
YOU’RE THAT ONE THING

YOU ARE THE BEAUTIFUL
YOU ARE THE BEAUTIFUL
YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL
YOU ARE THE BEAUTIFUL

YOU’VE GOT ME ALL TIED UP
TRAPPED IN A CAGE
NO BARS BUT LOCKS ON ALL THE DOORS
I COULD LEAVE BUT I’VE GOT NO PLACE TO GO
BESIDES I DON’T WANT TO GO ANYWHERE
WITHOUT YOU

WHEN YOU GONNA RESCUE ME
WHEN YOU GONNA RESCUE ME

I DID IT ALL FOR YOU
I DID IT ALL FOR YOU
I DID IT ALL FOR YOU
I DO IT ALL FOR YOU

YOU ARE THE BEAUTIFUL
YOU ARE THE BEAUTIFUL
YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL
YOU ARE THE BEAUTIFUL

written about Avril you can hear this song on you tube. thanks for letting me share this it means alot to me

INVISABLE words/music J. McConnach©2007 littlebuddhamusic all rights reserved

I SAW YOU ACROSS THE ROOM
BEHIND VELVET ROPES IS WHERE YOU BELONG
THERE I WAS ON THE OTHER SIDE
WITH THE FACELESS, NAMELESS THAT’S WHERE I BELONG

CUZ I’M INVISABLE IN YOUR WORLD
I’M INVISABLE TO YOU GIRL

I ASKED HIM HIS NAME HE TOLD ME TO GET LOST
BUT I DIDN’T MIND CUZ HE ISN’T YOU
YOU SAT DOWN PUT YOUR ARM AROUND HIM
I START TO IMAGINE ALL THE PLACES HE’S BEEN

CUZ I’M INVISABLE IN YOUR WORLD
I’M INVISABLE TO YOU GIRL

I SLIPPED OUT LIKE A GHOST
NOBODY NOTICED NO ONE EVEN CARED
BUT I WAS SO HAPPY CUZ I FINALLY KNEW
I FINALLY KNEW THAT YOU EXIST

CUZ I’M INVISABLE IN YOUR WORLD
I’M INVISABLE TO YOU GIRL

song inspired by Avril

Music for the deaf.

Once in awhile, I get so low I can feel myself falling faster into the quick sand. In this case, your love is the pit in which I'm sinking. Can you not hear me crying out for help? Because, I swear I can't do this on my own. I need you to pull me up.. I guess you don't see that inside I'm all shook up. I'll be better off without you, that way I can get myself up and dressed out of this mess. You use me for your own good, but what about my sanity? This lovesick melody that I keep singing to is tearing apart the innocence of me. If you can't see that, then why do I keep on trying to catch up to you? You won't have to hear about it anymore though, I'm done with what you made me out to be. I'm too good to be set up by a fool like you! You'll see one day, my dear. This melody that had me dying inside, is nothing more than music to the deaf now! But, don't worry.. Maybe, one day you'll see.. Just Don't come back to me.

-Abigail Kaitlyn Cecil.*

no name will come to me...
of the music i once new...
cant find the right words...
to put it too...
the music lie's silent...
the beat doesnt go on...
lost and forgotten...
yet still so close...
a world of redemption...
that we seek the most...
come to me and make it right...
cant stand the thought...
that is just outta site...
take my heart in your embrace...
give me a reason to understand...
this pain i feel without constraint...
help me please im about to faint...
from lack of love...
from a missing you...
teach me something i once new...
show me how to love again...
give me that amazing friend...
who will help me in the end...
to sing that song i once new...
and give me the trust...
that i had in you...
so that i may sing and teach you too...
and maybe bring love back...
its now or never to this day...
remember the words that we could say...
sing a melody change reality...
take it to your heart and see...
that your name will soon be...
on top of the world that your a part...
make it yours and remember me...
and love will live through eternity...

Words unspoken

When I first saw you not a word was said.
The meaning of your look stuck in my head.
The day passed and a new one began.
The thoughts of you were like my mind in quicksand.
The more I thought the deeper I fell.
What exactly that look meant felt like something I dreamt.
Hard to tell like a boat asail.
We met again awkwardly. Something told me you were a part of me.
I approached ever so slowly. Again that look told me.
I tried to say something but wound up stumbling.
Awkwardly arising I found it surprising.
I looked at you and you were smiling.
I smiled back and walked away. Again awaiting for another day.
We never spoke but our minds awoke. These words unspoken.
Our thoughts unbroken. I thank you for those words unspoken.

Sweet

She walked out of the store
A tune rang in my head
And the word sweet was what I said
Then I did say more

You are so sweet
I do walk and stand before I can tell you all
I do so then pretend as I do fall
You are so sweet
You are the girl who I would really like to meet

She walked out of the store
I went over then to ask her name
She told me it was Meredith
She then did ask me for the same

You are so sweet
I do walk and stand before I can tell you all
I do so then pretend as I do fall
You are so sweet
You are the girl who I would really like to meet

She walked out of the store
I went then as to ask her out
I said there was a band in town
She smiled at me and then I did say more

You are so sweet
I may have to walk because to you I can run
And then I can have the moon rise and the sun
You are so sweet
You may really, you may really be the one

She walked out of the store
I too walked out of there
You told me that you loved me when I did reach for your hand
And so we then would love eachother till the very end

You are so sweet
I do walk and stand when I can tell you all
I had to fall in love that much as I do fall
You are so sweet
You are the girl who I do love and so we then did meet

You are so sweet

You really and you really are the one

Wrote this in September.. darker days for me. I've got many more if anyone's interested.. doubt that (:

Memories

Memories,
Vibrant,
Pieces Of Life.
Hard To Erase,
Impossible To Forget.
Remember Most
The Pain,
The Loss,
The Mistakes
Which You Regret.
Memories Come
Hit You Again,
Again,
Leave Scars,
Make You Cry.
Remember
The Things
You Want To Forget,
Hurt You Most,
Won't Ever Die.

THE BOND

Blackness
I open my eyes
Light slowly appears
With it carry my cries

I can see my true love
Out of reach
Forever
In my memories she will breach

Memories so deep
Affection so pure
Was it love
Or only a lure?

Sky slowly appears
Showing hope beyond
A life without her
Still I will hold the bond

Mark

Storm Soul

blue colors my mind
blue is the soul that binds
flows like blood not red
dread waits coming storm
blue is blue, is that true to you?

Something that I made up, its not very good...
I stepped over the threshold,
my face as hard as stone,
turning I see him,
my face lights up with hope

free styling fo sho
it will flo
as long as u feel the jolt
beautiful it can be like a bolt
yet delicate as a boat on moat

free fo sho has carried me down this road
very little tips i found
from any source
the further i go down this road, the more my heart holds dear
the me who started this journey

A child he seems. Like an adult learning to drive.
He may look old, but hands and mouth say otherwise

From Stone to Powder

I want to continue but i can't
Why?
Because i'm already there
I'm taking my coat
I'm walking out the steel doors
Its been my refuge for so long
Its all a person
She's been my life my blood

A life we had, A life we shared
They let go of our hands
The time has come
The medic reaches my neighbor naught
War, War ends here

Worried they were
Warnings they gave
Realize, everyone did
yet stop it, We cannot

Acceptance is the only safe path
Even ourselves we search for
Sad is the conflict of hearts

So we arrogantly push the stone
So we fall with it

-Trained-

Drop
Drop my friend
Now we've hit bottom
Darkness surrounds us
I can't see a thing but i feel horrible

This hole waited for me
i have no energy nor strength left
The only way out is sacrifice
My knees cringe and my body thumps as i jump to the vine on the wall

I can see holes now
I know the bitter enemy defeated

Run, run my friend to life
wat fear we have of physical
if we have defeated the black mist

White Perception

From an early age I'm used to having completely flawless sheets of paper.
White, complete, clean sheets.

When I got older, I started to write on these sheets.
But while writing, I spilt on my white sheets...they got stains...stains I tried to wipe away.
Stains, that changed me and my world. Stains, that taught me.

Then a hole was torn into my sheet. I didn't understand.
How? How could something like that happen?
I was stranded. My sheet, how could my sheet have a hole?

That wasn't fair.
Sheets are white and flawless.
I've been told that time heals all wounds, but sheets don't grow together again.

I was at an end.
I had the feeling of falling into despair.

After a long time I finally raised my head and looked around.
I saw other people with holes in their sheets.
I realized that it isn't naturally to have flawless ones.

Suddenly gratefulness was there.
I understood and started to appreciate that it was only one hole.

And then bliss lay level with misery.
In such moments where I'm sad, I'm also consciously happy.

A new feeling spread: the fear of getting more holes torn in my sheets.
Because I know that it isn't unusual. It happens sometimes.

The hole will always be there. No matter how I twist and turn.

And when people told me that there is nothing in this world that you couldn't clarify, I knew:
Yes, nothing but the death. Just the death is once for all. Just the death doesn't offer alternatives.
There's nothing worse than death. Nothing worse than holes in your sheet.