Good evening my dear,
Would you please take my hand?
We're about to descend,
To that far away land
You know the one,
Full of magic and wonder
Where everything's peaceful,
Even lightning and thunder
Where a river of happiness,
Flows down the hill
And we all get to drink,
Til' each one has their fill
Sunshine and skittles,
Are the foods that we eat
And the dreams that we have,
Are laid down at our feet
No effort required,
Just a wish and a hope
Your life is made perfect,
No reasons to mope
No sadness or fear,
No enemies to fight
And all our opinions,
Can somehow be right
A place where the darkness,
Won't diminish your glow
Where the madness is welcomed,
As a friend not a foe
And all of the people,
You've met in your life
Only have blessings,
And never bring strife
They call it utopia,
Land of perfection
and it's yours to be had,
Without further inspection
Just step through that door,
And release all your doubt
Lock it firmly behind you,
Lest the magic get out
Did I mention that sometimes,
There's death and destruction?
But only if you choose,
To resist the seduction.
For the Few know what's right,
And the masses, they follow
But if you disagree,
Then your brain must be hollow
That Hammer and Sickle,
Make the perfect impression
If you only desire,
More lies and regression
Take that 3 mile walk,
For just 1 loaf of bread
It goes great with your cousin,
Who starved and lies dead
And that free doctor's visit,
Would have saved your old mother
But they had to decide,
Between her or your brother
If you don't like these words,
Or your slightly offended
I'll be glad to discuss it,
Though they won't be amended.
That's the beauty of freedom,
We can all disagree
And have differing values,
Yet achieve harmony
And to those who have fought,
To secure me that right
I offer you thanks
For your courage and plight
May I never be accused,
Of forsaking each breath
Which you bought with your blood
And secured with your death
To all that have fallen,
And those with their scars
My gratitude is boundless,
Like the night's sea of stars
I am honored to live,
In the U.S. of A
And if you don't like it,
You can go the fuck away
Let's see if I can make this rhyme,
And break this little streak
Try to shine a ray of light,
So things won't seem so bleak
So many emotions that seem to convey,
A depth and breadth of soul
Yet underneath, so dark and cold,
A veritable black hole
The things I say and try to convey,
With efficient verbal means
Are somehow twisted and misconstrued,
Like one of Tim Burton's scenes
For Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To have a little chat
But Jacked fucked up and spilled his heart,
And Jill had none of that
She screamed and cursed and lost her mind,
What little there was to lose
And Jack was so surprised by this,
He hardly felt the bruise
For He had only meant to share his thoughts,
And maintain his honest ways
But Jill went ape-shit on that hill,
As though she were dismayed
Crazy as the day is long,
He thought as she spewed her hate
But in the end it's kind of hot
So, he asked her on a date
She ordered a sandwich to go with her soup,
He fed on her crazy ways
And when it came time for desseert to be had,
They both had been amazed
For both were very hungry,
But not for a menu choice
And Jack could could hear the hunger now,
As he listened to Jill's voice
What happened next defied his eyes,
As Jill disappeared from his sight
And he heard unzipping and felt a tug
To relieve him of his plight
How ironic he thought as her lips did their job,
"I was just about to leave"
But Jill was a master at keeping her men,
And she knew how to handle her Steve
So they both had their fill in that dark restaurant,
It's amazing they didn't get caught
And Jill was the kind who was worth all the drama,
At least that's what Jack had thought
The moral of this story is simple and true,
Sometimes crazy can blind you to truth
And no matter how hot or how sexually willing,
The ride isn't worth the pursuit
So the next time you see your own kind of Jill,
Walk away and just show her your back
Otherwise you may find at the end of the day,
You're just the next victim named Jack.
To be present in the madness,
As the trip I take draws near
Is to embrace the light within the dark,
To banish all the fear.
Taking ownership of flesh and bone,
Fulfilling thirsty needs
As the silence and the screams collide,
Surrounding all my deeds
To know the thrill of one last kiss,
The crimson meal I prepare
As the light grows dim and flickers low,
Within your darkened stare
To know and to behold, my dear,
Are very different things
and every gasp which leaves your lips,
Does not erase the sting
The need to feed upon your flesh,
The resistance all for naught
For in the end I had my meal,
And in my web you're caught
Orgasmic in its nature,
As the waves cascade around
Pushing, pulling, strangled cries,
The ecstacy abounds
No desire to refrain exists,
No will to stop and think
Just your skin upon my lips,
The need to feed and drink
To see you writhe beneath my touch,
To hear you say my name
To know that I was all that mattered,
Every time you came.
The sweet release that masked the fear,
With every drop I took
To know these eyes were all you saw,
When taking your last look
No sorrow for your loss of life,
Nor regret for what I've done
For I'm a creature of the night,
Perhaps the Devil's son.
COMMENTS
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EternalAutumn
01:24 Nov 06 2010
Love it love it love it love it love it love it love it.
xPsychex
05:12 Nov 06 2010
As wonderfully insightful as ever! Awesome!
DecadentDebauchery
06:37 Nov 06 2010
your words have brought insight
upon this dark and weary head
for I have traveled far this night
but found myself beginning instead
I shall take these words so bold
and place them in my chest
my journey ahead is still untold
but my now my head can rest...
atyourwindow
01:59 Nov 07 2010
^.^ my brotha from another mutha lol A+++++
Laila696
00:31 Nov 22 2010
i love it :)