Lies

Lies

In everything, there is beauty.

In everything, there is many lies.

Lies of distinguished truth we think are real.

Nothing is truth.

Sands of time

Sands of Time

Death is holding an hour glass for each of us.

Each grain of colorless sand falling is a moment of our lives,

Burned with precious moments or wasted with selfish remarks.

Life falling away with every grain.

Most don't know it.

The sands of time are telling the story of your untold death.

They'll tell us if you were selfish or loving.

If you were evil or good.

Vile and mean or sweet and kind.

Each selfish moment a blackened grain of sand,

 each precious memory written in red blood, 

Each loving caring and sweet moment painted snow white.

Your hourglasses are riddled with black sand and written memories.

Where are the pure white crystals we all should strive for?

At the bottom of the ocean with the lovely people that die for others everyday.

Greed is a deathly deed to hate and selfishness

Greed is a deathly deed to hate and selfishness

All around everyday, People want to fit in.

People think they need to be beautiful, have many friends, the best clothes.

Fitting in is the least of peoples problems.

Kids are worrying about friends and looks.

When did our standards change?

When did wealth, looks, and social status become more important then a kind heart and a loving home?

Death and distraction  take away from whats really important now.

People waste away and most don't notice.

Life is to be lived and remembered, not forgotten.

When will our morals change back?

Never is what most think.

I believe we can change that.

Love and beauty, Hate and disgust.

Love and beauty, Hate and disgust.

Love and beauty live together in a world of light and happiness.

Yet while hate and disgust live in a world of darkness and sadness.

Both are different.

Both are similar.

But they are both treacherous places...

Darkness

Slowly yelling "Please stop!"
Our hearts slowing push us into our darkest fate.
Death and sadness are all we know.
Life is a black hole.
An endless pit of disappointment.

Time kills

Time kills

Father time please let go. 

Our eyes filled with sorrow and tears. 

His bare hands molding and shaping our hearts into sadness and hate. 

Changing the way we see things forever more. 

Father time father time! is all we scream. 

We beg him to let go. 

Alas all he does is torture us. 

His menacing smile slapped upon his ashen face.

 His pale bony fingers clenching our hearts.

  The day our sands run out,

 the day we die,

 is the day our hearts give in. 

He wins that day. 

And at another win,

 he laughs and snickers happily about his new taken life.

Cries of pain and sadness are never heard

Never heard




My cries for help silent and alone

 Hidden deep inside my mind

Alone in a strange place

Searching for an answer

A strange riddle the answer belongs

I cry out loud

No ones around to hear

I’m dying from the fear of never getting out of here. 

Fire and Death

Fire and Death

Fire and death,

 the only things I know. 

Raised by strangers,

 taught to kill.

 I am a Ravanger. 

Using my beauty and my charm to get close to my prey. 

They trust and love me, 

Alas I stalk and kill them in their dreaming sleep.

 But today I found the one I am to spare. 

The one who is to save me from my self.

Our lives are sacred

Our lives are sacred

I live in a cold dark lifeless world,

 a midnight sky and fading yellow moon.

A whisper of life is a simple leaf,

 a lime green tone of simple hope. 

No time of day, 

No sun to bring us light. 

Only darkness and dying things. 

Food is given, 

Water as well. 

Our lives not taken thanks to the creators. 

The people who brought us safety are our worst nightmare.