S.U.I.C.I.D.E.

S.U.I.C.I.D.E.

Fame or Glory?

What is it I seek?

Is it fame or glory?

If I was to seek fame,

My life would be like a movie starring an unfamiliar character of my choosing.

To play me as me would be too cliche.

The beginning would start out as a young boy trapped in his own world,

Seeking guidance amongst strangers he consider family,

All the while figuring out that everything that glitters ain't gold.

Skip four scenes,

I am now an adolescence;

Reaching that stage in life where making it big and having fine women flock around me,

A wonderful dream, but as it stands the women I come across doesn't see the beauty within me.

Too sheltered I became by the same strangers that tried to mold me into them,

I am weird in their eyes.

Skip five scenes,

I am now an adult;

Going through the same struggles, but as time calls out to me,

my path has changed.

If I was to seek glory,

S.I.N.G.L.E.

Yeah I'm S.I.N.G.L.E,

I've allowed my emotions to get the best of me;

and in the process woman had their way with me.

Who is to blame but I,

Through misery of self regret only one can sigh;

But as I look upon Heaven its castle in the sky,

My heart lets out a rejoiceful cry.

Too long have I sought the love of another;

A love similiar to my mother,

As I find the strength that's comparable to my father,

I lost my way for what I became was lesser than a jester.

A fool that fell victim to B.S. created by my own devices,

Emotional suicide I commited due to false actions;

Who can I blame none other than myself?

Oh well, as long as there is life left in me,

A life worth living I know she will present herself to me.

I can feel her presence drawing ever so near,

A love as strong as mine, if not stronger.

When we unite our love will flourish just as...

Nothing is What it Seems

 Nothing is what it seems,
taking for granted lesser things,
glorifying senseless acts I dare not dream.
a future of no value is worth nothing,
but in the eyes of the lonely that value is priceless.
Unlike the immoral fools,
A day in their shoes is similiar to stupidity;
Unforetold lies and much to their suprise,
they lack morality.
Singing hymns sung by heathens,
they bethrothed those who know not what they do;
seeking guidance but fall among those who folllow blindly;
a pity of unannounced shame I feel none at all.
A light towards the end tunnel a man follows,
only to find darkness for their minds are closed.
a true essence of being alive is more the just living,
doing things preordained by God is a life worth excelling,
a natural occurence of those who seek His light.
Nothing is what it seems,
we seek the truth in what we believe is true,

Heartless

 Torn asunder by confusion a company of chaos,
he thinks not of his own misery but of the ones he oppressed.
Fatigued by his own guilt and shame,
the Love he once prided himself in takes flight,
Leaving behind ruin and damnation.
in vain he strategically manipulates his future love,
casting doubt and pain to those around him;
only to be left alone after the damage has been done.
with their hearts he fantasizes about lust,
and with their soul he deceits to no end.
in the end he feels guilt,
but just as water recedes when there is no rain;
so to his guilt.
in the end he knows the wrong behind this,
but just as the moon sets as the sun rises;
so to his judgement fades.
to heaven he cries,
dear Lord,
i know what I do but stopping it i cannot!
so many have loved me
only to have their own love dashed upon the jagged edges
of misfortunes...