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Because I have preached this
Unholy mantra
on the days that you
didn't want to continue.
I have practiced this
Honor
in the face of uncertainty
I have given up everything
in the service of others,
when they only had intentions
of hurting me....
I've been in search of myself
in places that I would have never,
could have never been.
I have lost myself
found myself
And lost myself again.
I have paid the cost
for the company I've kept
And been left in the company
of some strange
And intense friends
Once upon a time,
the means
were justified by the ends
I have sacrificed mine,
to save a life....
Only for theirs to just end..
I have sought truth where it didn't exist
and searched the infinite abyss within
until I found conviction.
Cloudy intentions
all on this quest to be happy.
In the end,
please don't be mad at me
As this shell fades
from this matrix place
And startes to atrophy
My habits and addictions to this life,
fear of the sun
and creatures of the night
have captured me,
They say it sad to see
How I seemingly gave up
with no strength left to fight this gravity,
ignite the savagry,
hoping I will submit and die rapidly
Through these tragedies
Midnight blasphemy,
My pen writes with blood
from the wounds in my soul
To craft this masterpiece
where my walls seem to be
closing in on me
Broken grin on me
I tell them try catching me
as I run through the smoke and mirrored halls
of their lie factory
The mad hatter
laughing back at her
my head still detached from me
until while looking in the mirror
for the answers
to the questions
I keep asking me
And my reflection pointed back at me.
I think my struggles sometimes
were joined at the knee
soulless lack of loyalties
relationships spoiled
over so called royalty
cashed $80k checks
and made makeshift beds
on the floor to sleep
out of breath
after narrowly avoiding arrest
having to steal from stores to eat.
I've held them until their last breath
and the light that used to inspire my life
was drained from their eyes.
I've fallen in and out of love
so many times
with the same God I once despised.
My tongue has killed
and saved lives over time
as the tongue speaks
death and life
and I've watched
powerless
praying with everything inside
God's breath will make her chest rise...
and I could feel the warmth of her touch
and hear her voice
just one more time.
I've tried to rise and fell
But I've always tried.
I've fought the devil for my soul,
jury's still out
But I don't give up
and I don't die well.
It ain't hard to tell
that if anything in this world could kill me.
It would only be myself.
Because I've survived everything else.
- Devine Theory
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this isnt exactly a meta but i am very curious re. michael's thoughts towards the rumor mill / smartphone hour n all that . if he got caught in it (not a transmitter but as a receiver / directly or indirectly) ........
@gotsquip. / alix rambles about michael: a mini-series.
most people assume, not unfairly, that michael doesn’t pay very much attention to gossip. he knows a lot is exaggerated or false and doesn’t see the point in feeding into a TOXIC CYCLE by wasting his time on it. but in the aftermath of halloween and the fire, avoiding the rumor mill is near impossible.
his facebook and twitter feeds are full of speculation, kids he’s been partnered with in class message him asking what he knows, and middle borough is a fucking MAD HOUSE. michael hates everything about it. he might not be particularly fond of rich ( yet ) and think jake is a huge tool, but neither deserve this; to have the entire school spread misinformation about that night. the whole thing makes michael sick to his stomach and more certain than ever that high school is irredeemably awful.
while michael does his best to avoid contributing, he manages to glean a few details from texts and snippets of overheard conversation: jake broke both his legs jumping out of the house, but is fine otherwise. rich’s worse off, burned in the fire, and won’t get out of the hospital any time soon. nobody else was hurt. rich apparently set the fire, though how or WHY seems to be a total mystery. he steadfastly ignores anything people say outside of that, deciding it’s all complete bullshit.
#atlascreated#gotsquip#asks. ► that would explain why you’re talking to me.#headcanon. ► and all you know about me is my name.#i was thinking about this earlier so ... hey
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❛ Isn't it incredible? The leaves are already beginning to change! ❜
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❝ – does it matter ?? ❞
annoyance singes her tone like burning paper, brows
furrowing at the hyperion stooge. she’ll give him the b
-enefit of a doubt, just barely, as he was seemingly t-
rying to make conversation. trying. what he even ask
-ed wasn’t that rude, but to a pandoran. so much as
breathing the same air as a hyperion was enough to
make them annoyed, or murderous. most of the time
it was always the second option...
#atlascreated#` v; those wits. those green eyes!! she's the third one. // BORDERLANDS. `#( hope this is okay! )#( rhys trying to converse with the worlds scariest 11 year old )
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I was going to clean up the lineart, but having it messy like this seems nice, too.
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Watching you slip away
So many times
A slow death to my soul
Like a cancer to my mind
The remedy to my pain
If I was only blind
The memory of your face
Takes me …….
Lately
And I miss your warmth
Baby…
So tired of trying…
And maybe
Someday
In some way
someone will save me
from my crazy…
…and I guess
More or less
Im more fucked up
Than I thought…
And I cant find the receipt
To take back
The lies
That ive bought
And theres no safe place
For me to hide
From my thoughts
Hoping desperately to find
Someone with
a heart like mine
that can pick
My locks
Make the lies stop
On the edge
Thinking fuck life
Right before I fly off
At the same time
Trying not to be an outline
In white chaulk
the cradle to the grave
Is like Rooftops to sidewalks
Nobody left alive
You can find
Cut from my cloth
Unrefined thought
Try to sign off
Why not
Anything to shut
the lights off
In my box...
- Devine Theory
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I'm sorry I'm not sorry
I couldn't just be
Their stress-free
deprivation box.
Shameless thoughts
I've faded off
Because my chaos threatens
to break their safety locks.
And I'm taking off
Ignoring the fake
Aim take the safety off
And I haven't found an answer
To the pain yet
Exhausted
Writing rain checks
To the process
of my brain health
Try to get Enlightenment
Life is just
an insane train wreck
And I don't know how
to fight the shit
So I sit back
with a 6 pack
And use the fire inside
That keeps me alive
To light my spliff
Which chain reacts
to ignite my gift
Wondering how much longer
I can live life like this
And I can't help but wanna be more
But I am armed c4
On the ledge
on the 17th floor
Looking down at her ghost
Is it me or does it seem
That she needs more
Worrying about me
Has never been
About me before
Lost within her dream
Somehow took a detour
I am not peace...or
Release or
The power of belief
But I tried to believe
I could be yours.
The forth horse cometh
I can see more
They want to feed me war
180 degrees
I am diseased
To thee core
I am not a king
And you're right
I couldn't agree more
I have my point of view
and I've seen yours
honestly I'm probably
in a little bit of danger
considering my level of anger
And the fact that
I don't even want to be
A - ny - more
I try to be grateful
for my days because
I don't have many more
As shes on stage strumming
my pain with her fingers
As she sings her sirens song
I bring her the detonator
Depression threatening
to arrest me later
Then she calls
And seconds later
it's like she's my respirator
I can feel her angels breath
Head on my chest
The after position
that I love the best
But only when I'm
on my best behavior
The Way she moves
provokes my protective nature
Get aggressive
and you'll be a memory
just seconds later
With no evidence
for the investigator
And no one on earth
Will get to save ya
Then I awaken from the dream
Floating impossibly
The cost is cheap
These thoughts are deep
Come get lost in me
And there are different variations
behind each door
you are a star
and I am of the Earth
and the Moon seems
too high a dream
for me to reach for
But we have pain
and I feel like I love in vain
if I don't bleed yours
I'm not insane
I just bleed more
I feel everything
Intensely
Can't keep up with the beat
Im tired
But too wired to sleep
Defeat
- DT
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Endless Death
Doesn't it ?
I mean, I should know
The sun Glowing
like a fire in the sky
Dying slow
As I swallow her lies
Stuck at the base
of my throat
Standing still
as another tequila sunrise
passes over my soul
Her Iron fist has me
And she will not let go
As I attempt to ascend to heaven
But her barbed wire grasp
Has trapped my ghost
In this matrix dream
Where I scream
with everything I have left...
"All I did was love you"
From the ends of my toes
Towards heaven
As high as I can go
where my God has forsaken me
And the weight
is bending my bones
And the pain is back in my tone
And matches
the scratches on my back
the dents in my crown
And the miasma
of cracks in my throne.
I came through
with tremendous depth
and have left
walking on eggshells
with ninja steps
Loving you
has been a prison sentance
a vengeance quest
a relentless mess
The devil in a crimson dress
Knowing its more
But surely
she'll have you
convinced its less
now I walk back into society
just her lies and me
Attempting to smile back
At the girl smiling at me
But In while shell be
Just another unanswered
friend request
inside im being torn apart
Violently within this chest
trying to reintegrate
My vision
With the horizon in my
Florida champaign
sunset sky
As far as the eye can see
As I relive this nightmare
This....
..... Endless death.
- Devine Theory
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I know them to lie
But they try to slide by still
wondering how do I survive
always inside my feels
And maintain
thru the pain sober
cuz my vice kills
watching time fly by
while I try and heal ...
God please guide my quill
as I align the tragedies
Ive allowed
To define my will!
On my timeline
Close my eyes
to get the thoughts
in my mind still...
Tired of losing my people
To overdose & suicide
like cyanide pills...
In Hell trying to find my chill...
Still.....
Devine Therory 2
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Shhh... there there
Her words
Like sandpaper
Scraping his mind
Gears grinding
As she constructs
the shape of me
With her mind
With no brakes
her curves are
treacherous to your drive
Yet he's impetuous
In her eyes
Her words stir deep
The tears burn
from her heat
Before they even fall
to her cheek
She will not be hurt
Before she's hurt me
Concerned and worried
when things turn bleak
Now we just want to burn free
In hopes our flames dont
Return to burn me
- Devine Theory
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And all we are now
Is just a fading memory
Burned into the fabric
Of my forsaken identity
Taken thru
the different shapes
of my soliloquies
lost within the melody
of her symphony
Into the wind in an
Apocalyptic wonderlands
Winter breeze
She speaks in past tense
As she mentions me
As if I'm already a memory
So much these moments
SHE created meant to me
So hard I tried to be her remedy
Pained from the poison
Of her choices to injure me
With unrecognizable satisfaction
Withdrawing from my projections
Of her chemistry
And the lack of magic
In my life
Created from her
Static energy
Still stressed
at unrest
Remembering
The tragic
End of things
As I walk thru the cemetary
Talking to our faded memories
- Devine Theory
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Shes Taken me without effort
One love
One flame
One deft look
And I've witnessed death
One last breath took
and I can't seem to move
my left foot
She reaches for me
Telepathically
And im empathic
Tragically
So shes grabbed me
With her best hook
And we became one
with the expletive
Within our calamity
My chemical romance
From a slow dance
With Insanity
Beyond reason
Vanity, guilt
Narcissistic treason
Gods prolific demon
Inhale the smoke
Cursed if I exhale the meaning
Worse, birthed feet 1st
Heavy reverb screaming
Wash off the dirt
Just to see her gleaming
A nightmares fantasy
To dreamers that keep dreaming
Dreams that keep most sleeping
Yet here I lie
Wide awake
In the subconscious
Unconscious and bleeding
Actors creeping
Back door creaking
Black holes reaching
Shadows feeding
Days go by
unparalleled speeding
Looking inside
For goodbyes meaning
Frozen alone
My thoughts defeat me
Paralyzed in the big easy
Of social media streaming
- Devine Theory
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I know you know me
Hold me until I'm steady
I owe the demons in my head
A debt in blood
Hold me because I'm the only one
I've ever needed protection from
Hold me until our souls meet
So our connection never severs us
I could never get enough
Born with the heart of an angel
But I got the devils luck
Hold me until I level up
Forever could never measure up
In my head unless its us
Hold me just because
Been running since God
Blew breath in us
So I don't sleep
But I keep both weapons up
Hold me before the darkness
That threatens us catches up
And catches us
Hold me close because in those moments
that is the best of us
Regardless of how hard life gets
Or how badly we mess it up
Or how much it stresses us
Till were old and collecting dust
And I never fell without getting up
So I got you... Like you got me
Blessed since we fell in love
Forever until the reaper of death
Finally settles up,
here's to hoping he never does
Forever love
Yours truly
You truly make us a better us.
- Devine Theory
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I wish you understood
what I meant when I talk.
How you gonna try harder
the farther that I walked
I wish I didn't feel
like a martyr to our cause
I wish... I wish ....
I wish I would I could have held on longer
I wish I was stronger
I wish I had more wisdom
And we didnt become victims
to all of the shit thats hidden
In our thoughts
I wish happiness
didnt seem so far off
Heart hardened and starved
From the pain of our wrongs
I wish we practiced
Loyalty and honor
in our walk
I wish I could find peace
From the weakness
We brought
From all the secrets
that she seems to be keeping
In her vault
Mysteries
That arent solved
Regardless of our loss
A real mother fucker
Not afraid of the hard talks
Heartless and scarred
From the darkness of our flaws
And It gets so dark
And I don't know what it means
I can hear God calling me
As Im falling apart at the seams
Cuz I no longer see you
in my dreams
Cuz our stars are so far off
Caught off guard
by the darkness
And maybe we didn't handle
Things the smartest
And Im still feeling like a target
And its never been harder
To face all our flaws
Nobody that I know
Is sewn from our cloth
Im In a zone with my loss
And she on social media
Trying to show off
And im alone at home
With this chrome
trying not To go off
Tears drop from a blank face
While I listen to our songs
at the bar gone
I cant breathe
As im crushed by the weight
Of our wrongs
That's nailed to the cross
I been carrying for so long
But im frozen
Crack the sky open
When I unload my mind
Trying to focus
But im blind
Ready to turn my lights off
and ive been MANY things
But Id give anything
for just 1 more moment
With my mom
Been grinding and surviving
So long
my minds gone
As I hold on tight
To this cliff that I'm on
And all the shit
life has to throw at me
I can feel your pain
Even when youre not close to me
And I can still heal the pain
Thru thru the poetry
...and im not grown yet
But im right where im supposed to be
Too much weight on my shoulders
To many things looming over me
Cant help myself
I'm Fallin
waiting for her to notice me
Before Im lost....
Sign off
Anything to turn these
thoughts
in my mind off...
- Devine Theory
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Made up of all of the worlds
most vile
and wonderful things
She already has the best of me
My siren
My Persephone
I so long for her call
Blind to the fall
that comes when she sings
I can still hear the song
Calling from my dreams
She rides my rhythm
All night long
And in the moments
in between
I see her face change
I see her contempt
Her rage and it seems
That it is too late for me
I am her fly....
..... without wings
- Devine Theory
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