Xaniel-D

Today I was told I'm going to die. Told that inside my body is a foreign machine. Eating away at me, destined to devour me. Today they said that I'm going to die. The black cells destroying me... Toying with me. Today I heard that I'm going to die. That my end draws near. That my end is nigh. Today I cried and cried and cried. Because I'm all alone... No place to call home... No place to curl up and die. Today I was told I'm going to die. So I guess this is good bye.

Verse 1 From the sky The big machines Are coming to take control Of everything and everyone And every single living soul Full of hate in their brains And war in their eyes They're ready to kill us all From the clouds in the sky A rain made of fire They've come to destroy us all. Chorus Coming down from the sky In a halo of flames Everybody will die Or be turned into slaves You can run all you want But you'll never be safe 'Cause there's no place to hide From the Shiny Metal Brains Verse2 The human race is mystified By the sight of these big machines As we sit terrified, we all wonder why They've come to kill everythin

I curl up inside. I can no longer hide. I want to die. It's been a long time. And been a hard fight. But there is no longer any light... and I want to die.

Give me the knife, dear. I'll cut myself open for you. I'll just cut my skin here. And give you a clearer view. I give it all up. Expose my heart to you. And I give you permission. To rip it in two. Just rip it apart. But sew me up when you're through. I'll let you tear me to pieces. Because I'm in love with you.

Love Withdrawal I love you with all my heart. But it can't go on like this. I can't go on like this. With my insides a tumultuous torrent of anxiety and fear. I love you with all of my heart. But we can't go on like this. This one-sided love, one-sided feeling. With my mind a ravaged, tortured, thoughtful mess. If only you loved me with all your heart. Maybe this could change. Maybe we could run away together. Maybe the pain we both feel from burns unhealed... ...could help us feel whole again. And maybe if you loved me with all of your heart. Then I wouldn't feel the need to leave. Then I wouldn't feel the need to stop talkin

I can't over it I wish I knew What life would be like Being with you You're perfect for me I wish you knew everyday that goes by I'm in love with you I've kept my distance All this time Hoping that someday You will be mine If only I could tell you and have it be fine If only I could say it I'm sure you would be mine.

A slow ticking second hand brings it all into frame. The broken posture with which I sit...waiting. Frozen memories, fragments of conversations. Words. Feelings. Justified by your intention to complete our circle once you have completed your journey. As I wait...for you. Blood runs slow when you love someone who is never there. Time; a series of clicking, fleeting moments, and blank gestures. Filtered through a sack cloth gateway. Poured into a cup of sorrow and frustration. Glimmer of hope upon the horizon... As I wait. Reliving soft skin and warm touch. Forcing daydreams of us in a future uncertain. As I wait. Like a stranger

When given the choice, She will always stay with, The Businessman. When given the choice, She will always love, The Poet. She will always live with the Businessman, but love with the Poet. Such it was, and always will be. Greed will forever be the comfort and grace. Lust will forever be the chaos and play. The Poet's words woo her, smooth her and caress her. The Businessman's money will always protect her, and secure her. She will always adore the Businessman. She will always love the Poet. But the Businessman will never adore her. And the Poet will ALWAYS love her. Forever.

A dark swarm descends upon her heart. It brings promises of love, lust, and happiness. An illusion, at best. Beyond this swarm, this flock of eyes Stands a man with open arms, and a sad open heart. He can see through the swarm, so into her. He loves her. Without question or detail. Without remorse, confusion or hesitation. She is apprehended by illusion. Though she does see him, and knows he feels. She is uneasy, unsure of how to be. But he loves her still. Through the swarm he watches, waits. Through the swarm she watches, waits. Together they wait. One day the time will come... ...when the swarm is gone, and the light is giv