Poppercorn

In a world that's dead and gone, Where what exists does not And people are shells of who they were, Many a battle were fought For the glory and pride of one's self, To prove to world and naught That they could fend off any evil Which ill tidings had brought. Untrue were their beliefs That they were an undying breed, Always charging at the enemy And falling at their feet, Piling upon numbers steadily by day, But always trampled unceasing after dark When no longer light would stay, Until one day it ended And all those that were left Of this immortal scourge Were left to scour all of the earth With no heart left in their chest

Oh how the weather changes When you are not by my side, Where the sunny days cloud over And the thunder starts to sigh, Lightning shortly following To light the darkened sky, With rain pelting down From lofty heaven high. Those moments where you're gone, No matter what their size, Whether large or small, Doubt begins to rise About what you say of me And if by chance its lies For my own heart says many things That contradicts your tries At telling me I'm wonderful And that your heart flies At the sight of me When mine own dies. In those moments that you're there, I always understand And all my worries float away Every ti

Does anyone know? Does anyone care? I wonder what they see. Do they see me as the villain or some vigilante? Am I the darkness or the light? I could always make things easier, I could always help them out, but it wouldn't be as fun that way. Where's the death, the destruction, the mayhem? Why must there always be happy endings? How about more blood to fill the streets. People killing people is an art. Painting with blood and writing with it too, that's what history really is. Everything that means something came out of death, why not make another piece of history? They can all try to hide, but not all of them will survive. Slowly I'll pick th

Just turn around, Cease to look Upon the scenes before you. Take in hand And cast the dice That will soon control your life. Lose control, Cover your eyes, Shut your mouth and ears, Don't try to hold Or grasp a reality That will hinder dreams. Break and crash, Throw away your mirrors, No longer see yourself. No more flaws Or improvements, Just listen to your peers. Don't stop the movement And just keep walking, Blind your eyes To streets and needs, Block out the alley screams. Sit down and glaze your eyes, Lights flicker, Cease to blink, Stop your thoughts, No need to think. Life no longer flows, Skipping here and

Raise your head, Look around, Stop staring at your feet In shame Or insecurity, Be brave, Take a breath And release The death grip. New faces, You keep searching For something familiar, Imagining a friend, Then flicker And they're gone, Non-existent, Just your mind Playing awful tricks. Keep your eyes open, Don't close them yet, Watch your step, The ground Consumes you again, Drawing your attention From the alien world Growing up All around you. This is home now, No friends Or family To hold your hand Or build your path, It's your turn To set the stones And move on, Pushing through This twisted place That

Everything's in a daze now And my mind is almost gone, All those memories lost In a void's clutching fingers And thoughts draining Into the vacuumed abyss, Only to create this blankness Of white that exists. It's always so lonely When everything's gone, All the fighting voices And fleeting images that whiz by, The sound effects that linger, Dreams to devise, But now that's all gone, Leaving emptiness and Space. There is nothing that is left, Not even me, For surely if my brain has fled So should I have followed, Leaving this shell Until the darkness comes And those eyes flutter closed, Numbing the body, Spirit And so

Arriba planea Con ramaje tuvieron alto Y todo los pájaros Con ellos nidos Duermen dulcemente En la noche No temen nada Porque el arbol Guarda ellos seguro, Donde No par una sombra Puede alcanzar ellos.

Oh how the weather changes When you are not by my side, Where the sunny days cloud over And the thunder starts to sigh, Lightning shortly following To light the darkened sky, With rain pelting down From lofty heaven high. Those moments where you're gone, No matter what their size, Whether large or small, Doubt begins to rise About what you say of me And if by chance its lies For my own heart says many things That contradicts your tries At telling me I'm wonderful And that your heart flies At the sight of me When mine own dies. In those moments that you're there, I always understand And all my worries float away Every ti