Submissions by JacobLindell
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LUCID DREAMER
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Prisoner Of The Mind
I am a prisoner of my mind
Locked and stowed away within my own conscience
Come nighttime,
I am farthest from my self
My brain drowns in thought
Enabling ill feelings and remorse to consume me
I toss and turn restlessly
Searching for comfort
Comfort I know I'll never be able to find.
Locked and stowed away within my own conscience
Come nighttime,
I am farthest from my self
My brain drowns in thought
Enabling ill feelings and remorse to consume me
I toss and turn restlessly
Searching for comfort
Comfort I know I'll never be able to find.
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Kolors
We dance in Crimson Red
Throwing up our hands wildly
Chanting our never ending song of defiance
Surrounded by mesmerizing pools of Silver
And infinite fields of iridescence
We watch as Gold falls from the heavens in a thick milky stream
Colliding with the ground in harmony as it parts in different paths
The streams of rich color floods our thin statures
Puddling beneath our mangled feet
We continue our dance of freedom
Cobalt Blue combusts in the atmosphere
Coating the air with its bold, audacious beauty
Explosions of...
Throwing up our hands wildly
Chanting our never ending song of defiance
Surrounded by mesmerizing pools of Silver
And infinite fields of iridescence
We watch as Gold falls from the heavens in a thick milky stream
Colliding with the ground in harmony as it parts in different paths
The streams of rich color floods our thin statures
Puddling beneath our mangled feet
We continue our dance of freedom
Cobalt Blue combusts in the atmosphere
Coating the air with its bold, audacious beauty
Explosions of...
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Ink
Splatter me in century old sayings
From deceased artists I don't even know
Take a face first dive in your ink
and tat me up from my head to my toe
Brand me with a cross of dying Jesus
Bare markings of the Inca on my wrists
A blood thirsty sex-deprived contessa
A sunken ship inhabited by fish
Lasso me in bushels of ivy
Spewl barbed wire down the shaft of my arms
A serenity prayer for my Daddy
An arrow through the heart for my Mom
Make me into your greatest project
My body is yours to create
Penetrate through the layers of...
From deceased artists I don't even know
Take a face first dive in your ink
and tat me up from my head to my toe
Brand me with a cross of dying Jesus
Bare markings of the Inca on my wrists
A blood thirsty sex-deprived contessa
A sunken ship inhabited by fish
Lasso me in bushels of ivy
Spewl barbed wire down the shaft of my arms
A serenity prayer for my Daddy
An arrow through the heart for my Mom
Make me into your greatest project
My body is yours to create
Penetrate through the layers of...
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Like Leaves Upon A Tree
Like leaves upon A tree
Over time we dwindle down
We lose our strength and body
innocent smiles shrivel to frowns
Our complexion begins to fade
Our extremities start to rot
We slowly succumb to death,
Leaving evolution a brand new start.
Over time we dwindle down
We lose our strength and body
innocent smiles shrivel to frowns
Our complexion begins to fade
Our extremities start to rot
We slowly succumb to death,
Leaving evolution a brand new start.
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Come Out, Come Out
Blinded by hormones
Led on by lust
We knew what were getting into
And in the end we were crushed
We kept it a secret
We were hidden in shame
And now that it's all out
Which one of us is to blame?
I fed your confusion
Became your sex pupetteer
I denied any feelings
To help hide that you were queer
I was no more than an experiment
A test subject in your eyes
But feeling the least bit wanted
Made me feel so damn Alive.
Led on by lust
We knew what were getting into
And in the end we were crushed
We kept it a secret
We were hidden in shame
And now that it's all out
Which one of us is to blame?
I fed your confusion
Became your sex pupetteer
I denied any feelings
To help hide that you were queer
I was no more than an experiment
A test subject in your eyes
But feeling the least bit wanted
Made me feel so damn Alive.
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The Truth
You said to drop the gimmick
That it's okay to be myself
I could've used these words a year ago
When I was trying to be somebody else
When I'd trust my heart with strangers
Only to watch it hit the floor
It was the feeling of being wanted
That kept me coming back for more
When happiness wasn't attainable
And I struggled to find myself
When the "love" no longer was present
I would just find it in somebody else
I was in the midst of a vicious cycle
How I was feeling, nobody could tell
I would laugh and say it was...
That it's okay to be myself
I could've used these words a year ago
When I was trying to be somebody else
When I'd trust my heart with strangers
Only to watch it hit the floor
It was the feeling of being wanted
That kept me coming back for more
When happiness wasn't attainable
And I struggled to find myself
When the "love" no longer was present
I would just find it in somebody else
I was in the midst of a vicious cycle
How I was feeling, nobody could tell
I would laugh and say it was...
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The Substance
Do you think about me?
On those lonesome summer nights
Casting clouds of thick deception
Dreaming dreams inside your pipe
Do you think about me?
When knuckle deep inside your throat
Wishing one day you'd be skinny
Treating life as its a joke
Do you think about me?
When razors dance across your skin
Pools of red surround your body
Making up for all your sins
Or Do you think about me?
With a noose around your neck
Begging god for his forgiveness
Praying for courage so you can forget
All...
On those lonesome summer nights
Casting clouds of thick deception
Dreaming dreams inside your pipe
Do you think about me?
When knuckle deep inside your throat
Wishing one day you'd be skinny
Treating life as its a joke
Do you think about me?
When razors dance across your skin
Pools of red surround your body
Making up for all your sins
Or Do you think about me?
With a noose around your neck
Begging god for his forgiveness
Praying for courage so you can forget
All...
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Soundest Of The Sleep
Is he still breathing?
Please don't make a peep
You wouldn't wanna wake him,
From the soundest of the sleep
You hear them screaming cant you?
All the words they could never say
From the mother and drunken father
Who wouldn't give him the time of day
It seems what's done is done
Lord knows he's held on good
He put up one hell of a fight
And now he's resting like he should
It's funny once your a goner
How quickly you get noticed
Maybe by the time I write this poem
I'll finally have the guts to show it
So if...
Please don't make a peep
You wouldn't wanna wake him,
From the soundest of the sleep
You hear them screaming cant you?
All the words they could never say
From the mother and drunken father
Who wouldn't give him the time of day
It seems what's done is done
Lord knows he's held on good
He put up one hell of a fight
And now he's resting like he should
It's funny once your a goner
How quickly you get noticed
Maybe by the time I write this poem
I'll finally have the guts to show it
So if...
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Runaway
Here's to the dreams we can no longer achieve
Here's to the life we're ready to leave
Here's to the pain
The suffering
And crying
Here's to the days where we feel like dying.
For if we stay here,
We're no better than dead
This life's a loaded gun,
Set and pointed at your head
In the end it's up to us
To make our final move
Caught frozen in the moment
Questioning what we have to lose
Here's to the life we're ready to leave
Here's to the pain
The suffering
And crying
Here's to the days where we feel like dying.
For if we stay here,
We're no better than dead
This life's a loaded gun,
Set and pointed at your head
In the end it's up to us
To make our final move
Caught frozen in the moment
Questioning what we have to lose
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Cloud 8
One cloud short of Victory
yet another sore taste of defeat
I gotta do what it takes to win it now
and have the courage to land on my feet
I can't let the heights get the best of me
I must progress before it's too late
I've been treading skies for a while now
In hopes to escape from cloud 8
yet another sore taste of defeat
I gotta do what it takes to win it now
and have the courage to land on my feet
I can't let the heights get the best of me
I must progress before it's too late
I've been treading skies for a while now
In hopes to escape from cloud 8
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