Monthly Archives: July 2014

Hearts of Ice and Fire

My heart is ice, as yours is fire

My soul is icy cold, yet yours is burning hot

I vie for useless yearnings, you have your blazing desires

I build snowmen and forts, sand and sandcastles you admire

Because I live for snow and without the sun you are naught


My heart is ice, so dangerously cold

Easily cracked and broken with a delicate touch of a hand

I feel nothingness, not a single emotion did unfold

Not a single ray of sun has ever shone upon my land

Love, warmth, heat, I could barely understand


Your heart is fire, such great intensity

Burning furiously, filled with fiery passion and hate

You feel anger and hate, the flames tend to bite at your sanity

Coolness, calmness, serenity were never your state

Not even a slight tinge of cold ever met your fate


Yet when by chance our hearts combined

We felt something very strange, something we both cannot define

I softened from the burst of warmth, you shivered from the cold that came through

I melted, you cooled down, it felt so surreal, so untrue

And at that moment, started a completely new feeling unbeknownst to me and you


My heart was ice, as yours was fire

But know we both know the feelings of blazing ice and freezing heat

Our souls became one, our hearts are now out of mire

For now we understand balance, and now our emotions and feelings fleet

And now we know I cannot live without you, and you cannot live without I.

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Time Lapse

“You are a piece of work”

She purred, taking a long sophisticated drag from her cigar

Her flowing silk dress scintillating under the pale gray moon

Her long eyelashes fluttering ever so slightly, sending out passionate sparks

Her every word was soft and as delicate as a spider thread

Weaving a beautiful intricate web

He adored her so, and so did she

They both thought this moment was meant to last

And they shared their first sentiments on the peaceful beach

The cool air whistling and the shiny waves peacefully washing over the sand.


“I was mistaken”

She spat out, absently throwing a cigarette butt away

Her filthy ragged dress as dark as the empty night skies

Her angry eyes filled with tears and smudged with mascara, sending out sparks of hate

Her every word was harsh and as sharp as a glinting knife

Digging into his chest deep

He abhorred her so, and so did she

They both knew that this moment will be their last

And they said their last goodbyes in that dark, chaotic beach

The biting air screeching and the murky volatile waves angrily crashing on the sand


“…You are a piece of work that was never meant to be created.”

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A tooth for a tooth

A foot for a foot

And an eye for an eye

Will make me go blind


Yes, but


Once I start my revenge

Take my plan to make you breakdown

And put it into action

You won’t be able to breathe.

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Drag Me In

It’s you who keeps dancing with fire

But I’m the one who burns and takes the toll

You’re the one who plays by the edge of a cliff

And yet you drag me in when you fall.

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Dark as the night

Black as a lump of coal

Nothingness, like a blind man’s sight

The definition of my soul.

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Madness in Wonderland (Come, Alice Dear)

Warning: Filled with blood and gore and violence. Yeah. You have been warned.


Come, Alice dear, follow the dead black rabbit down the hole

Faster, faster, faster you must fall

Ignore the floating limbs and severed body parts

The rolling eyes, the ropes of guts, this is just where the fun starts

And once you arrive, you’ll begin to understand

Come now, don’t fear, join us in the madness of wonderland


Come, Alice dear, paint the white roses with blood

Taint the pureness of the white with a fierce, angry red

And once you are in trial, kill all the soldiers and let the corpses flood

Corner the red queen, grab your axe…and off with her head


Come, Alice dear, mutate all of the creatures

With your glinting knife, change their mundane and boring features

Torture the caterpillar with smoke, murder some baby twins, drive an old hare insane

Put a mouse to eternal sleep, break a wild dog’s head off, torment a bird until it screams in pain

Slit a cat’s mouth into a wide smile and throw his body away, never to be found again


Come, Alice dear, go in search for the so-called jabberwocky

Yet, don’t go ahead and follow that old and absolutely useless prophecy

Train the jabberwocky instead, command it to follow you

And once that’s done, you could use it to your whims, add it on your army too


Come, Alice dear, head off to the asylum, where the maddest tea party ever is occurring

Broken tables, smashed pots and cups, puddles of blood, and horrifying screams that resound

Gather up the madmen, and use them as an army for rebelling

And head on to the White Castle, a mere few miles from where the asylum’s found


Come, Alice dear, bring down the kingdom with your mad army

Use sheer brute force, kill if you must, show absolutely no mercy

And then exile the queen, never to be stepping her feet in wonderland, leave her to rot and be dead

Or better yet, rip out her still beating heart, and start to feast on her it instead


Come, Alice dear, claim the queen’s throne

And rule the whole of Wonderland simply for your own

With nothing but the darkness, crazed solders, gruesome animals, and subjects that cower

And thus begins a new reign, your new frabjous reign of pure terror
C-come, Alice dear, I have some food for you

Don’t mind the tight straitjacket; I’ll be the one to feed you too

Oh dear, what’s this babble all about this “wonderland” again?

My, my, you have seemed to forgotten your medicine

Stop screaming and pounding already, no one’s here to listen to all those crazy words

Just eat this pill, drink some water, and go back to your own little world…

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Broken Peace

I could feel the walls separating

Sanity and madness

Start to crumble down

Growing vines, cracking walls

Until it




Slowly, until it all goes down

And is no more than ruins

And the beautiful peace of mind

That I once had

Is nothing but dust and ashes.

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