Fairy dust and pixie dreams,
Happy laughter sang as hymns,
Fluffy pillow made of hope,
Here's to hoping I don't choke!
JourneyBroken dreams and broken lives
Lay onto the path to death
Even if I close my eyes
I can feel them on my breath
Everything else seems unreal
Only pen and paper reign
Might weapon forged in steel
Mighty shield to fight the pain
And the journey doesn't end
Keep on fighting till it's dark
On my search for ways to mend
I have torn my world apart
Caterpillar and then moth
I still don't know how to fly
Trough the knowledge that I've sought
I have only learned to die
Growing upShould I keep looking for love
Like so many before me?
Should I open up my bed?
Is that what will set me free?
I have not done it before
Like I thought was right to do
Do I chose the right to whore
And I open into you?
Chasing dreams that are not mine
I've met purpose in my life
And before a glass of wine
I'll admit to be your wife
I am here where I was
Rediscovering the rules
I'm the effect to my cause
Turning people into wolves
Choices I have made before
Still remain as broken glass
Taking off the shoes I wore
I might put them in my past
Scour mountains for their rocks
As I'm carrying my own
Turning all of them to blocks
For the walls that I adorn
Fixed ParametersMy breath fogs up the world
I only see the dangers
The darkness is too cold
I'm not one of the changers
I'm always left behind
Because my soul is dragging
Is this the deal that's signed?
If so, I'm starting gagging
Mankind rejects my song
You are the drug I'm using
I won the surname Strong
It feels so much like losing
I need what I fear most
My dreams have left my pillow
Wishing I could be lost
I am a weeping willoww
RemakeFire breathing from within
I have left the world alone
Had my thoughts covered in sin
And my righteousness is gone
Words come out as thorny spines
Breaking skin and poking blood
By avoiding living landmines
I have built my house in mud
FearAnd now I'll let you flood, river of hatred
And you may never know what was the truth
There's nothing here to give birth to freedom
I'm left with only guilt of wasted youth
And maybe I will hide under the covers
Or even better, underneath the bed
And maybe we'll stop staring at each other
And blurt out all the things that must be said
And how I wish that you could flow trough out me
And drown the residue of things I've done,
The darker part of my imagination,
The monster that I think I have become
StereotypeDon't shove a name on me
Your stereotype can crash and burn.
You cannot keep me down;
I will always rise and return.
Your labels mean nothing to me
Utter nonsense through and through.
Every person is unique;
I am me and you are you.
Skinny, smarty, four-eyed freak...
Chubby, lazy, forgetful, meek...
Afraid, coward, forgetful fool...
Follower, do-gooder, mindless tool.
All these names are meaningless
I am me and you are you.
But when names cease to be
How can you tell who is who?
Labels define us and create us
Remind us of who we are.
Every person is unique,
But stereotypes can go too far.
SurviveWhispers in my ear
Compel me to surrender.
But I will not hear;
I defy my contender.
Defeat is not an option;
There is no other way:
Survive against all odds
To die another day.
'Tis the oldest battlecry;
The only ultimatum.
Fight until you die
Rather plain verbatim.
To be classified as "alive,"
Survive, survive, survive.
Machine ManMachine Man:
It began with but a simple command, "to do as we are told".
Never to deviate from this path - never to nurture the soul.
We are told that we are given a purpose; "a part of something great!"
Yet why oh why am I so weary of that which is my fate?
Am I an error, a single anomaly, unable to feel intact?
Or am I missing some special attribute - a facet which I lack.
In a society made of fleshed machines; robots wearing skin,
Perhaps I'm simply seeking something, to fill this metal tin.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 16th November 2012
I am plagued with a madness
Anger turns to pain
I am filled with a sadness
I cannot tame
My brain has gone dumb
Darkness has engulfed me
My senses have gone numb
Runs through these veins
Stuck in this profanity
Trapped in these chains
ScissorhandsI know if I touch him
It's gonna hurt
I know if I hold him
It will only make it worse
If I pull him close, wrapped in my arms
I know that it will only bring me harm
He'll slice me through with his wounded eyes
Bleed me to death with his silent cries
Slit my throat with his pleading gaze
Scar me with his mournful ways
I can't get close, can't let him in
He'll cut me and I'll bleed within
It's happening all over again
I try, won't cry
As the knives go in
If I pull him close, it will bring me pain
But to push away simply brings the same
The hurt in his eyes when I turn away
Is a price that I'm unwilling to pay
The hurt so deep when I reject his plea
I don't mind the pain, as long as it's in me
So cut me deep, my dear, then sleep
For I will bleed, I'll do what I can
It's like loving Edward Scissorhands
I know if I love him
The blood will flow
I know if I trust him
My heart rate will slow
If I hold him tight, erase all his fears
I know it will scar me down through the years
He'll pierce my
MusicAs I turned the music on,
Lyrics ran in my head.
For them few minutes of that song,
I forgot I wanted to be dead.
Sifting into my soul,
The song is on repeat.
These words make me whole,
They will not take defeat.
Music is all I live for,
Lyrics is all I crave.
If only they were the words of a friend,
Maybe then I can be saved.
Chack PresentI glance across the floor at you,
I can only see the beast,
Anger raging in your heart,
I pray its not released.
Ive angered you again, I know,
I try to crawl away,
You capture me against the wall,
I feel my nerves begin to fray.
Your fingers bruising my white skin,
Angry welts, they start to rise,
My crimson eyes turned up at you,
As I suppress my cries.
Cold, golden gaze glaring back,
I cannot look you in the face.
You grab my chin and force it up,
How I wish I can erase
What Ive done to anger you--
Regretting what Ive done
Your firm lips brush over mine,
I breathe Chase, youre my only one.
Your body crushed against me
As we share a heated kiss,
Your jealousy burns in your veins,
Ill never tire of this.
I wrap my arms around your neck,
To passion your anger fades,
As you decide it for me, Chase,
I must lie in the bed Ive made.
of heart beats-
an awkward, painful
fluttering like heavy snowflakes
struggling to stay afloat in the empty expanse of somber sky
fearing, not the iniquitous fall from grace, but the scolding caress of the torrid earth below.