Hi. This is Moat. And this is where I would like to see people post some morbid poems, stories, etc. Although they don't have to, and I will be mainly the one posting here. First entry to my Morbid Literature Journal:
A very much more selfless, brighter, and, dare I say, more optimistic and therefore idiotic, view.
The Only Thing I Ask
I am on the test, the trial For my life, the danger is dire But, dear God The only thing I ask of You Is to keep others from the same fate Protect them from this amount of hate Save the others Please God the only thing I ask of You Save my friends and my mother From this horror My photographs, my memories Will have to help me through I'm lonely and I'm tired I'm missin them again The hatred of others burns like fire Why do they hate me? I'm just a man But, dear God The only thing I ask of You Protect my family and friends And my strength, it will hold Through the dark and through the cold I'm hurting and I'm hated They hurt me with word and rod But, dear God The only thing I ask of You The others around me have lost hope But I pray to You And I remember the good times You have given me With my family and friends And I can pull through Because hurt is nothing new In this world And all I need to do Is pray again to You I'm lonely and I'm tired I'm missin them again The hatred of others burns like fire Why do they hate me? I'm just a man But, dear God The only thing I ask of You Protect my family and friends And my strength, it will hold Through the dark and through the cold I am weak outside They have hurt my body and my mind For no reason other than I'm different I believe that the other prisoners went Well, I am still alive As long as I can, time after time Think about those I love Those left so far behind But I can't help but wish That I could be there again Back where I love to be There's nothing here for me On this road of life But I trust You, dear God And I pray to You, dear God The only thing I ask of You Save them this day I'm lonely and I'm tired I'm missin them again The hatred of others burns like fire Why do they hate me? I'm just a man But, dear God The only thing I ask of You Protect my family and friends And my strength, it will hold Through the dark and through the cold There's no one here Noplace to go My overwhelming fear Oh, no no no But it's not for me It's for them I will believe they're safe Until the end And there may be horror There may be strife But if I lose them It'll be like a knife And to you I pray Dear God The only thing I ask of You Protect them on this darkest day When I'm not around When I'm much too far away I'm lonely and I'm tired I'm missin them again The hatred of others burns like fire Why do they hate me? I'm just a man But, dear God The only thing I ask of You Protect my family and friends And my strength, it will hold Through the dark and through the cold Dear God You can take me Save them, protect them The only thing I ask Save the others from this fate Protect them all, upon this day
Trying to be What you think I should be Trying to face up to the world as you, not me Don't know what you're expecting of me But under the pressure of following your footsteps And you just can't let go.... No!
And when I think all the places I just don't belong I gotta be strong, gotta let go I can't walk in the shadow of your footsteps I'm carving my own way I'll make my own future But when I see what the world is to me I'm falling apart Right in front of you
All I want to do Is be more like me And a little less like you Don't you see, you're smothering me Holding so tightly, trying to change me Afraid that I will see That the reason you want me to be you Is so I won't see the truth That you're just a failure, hiding in me
Every step that I take is countered by laughter While I follow your footsteps I can't find the exit Cuz the pressure within, is grinding me away I cannot find the path to go, not to stay Please let me go And let me live Cuz underneath, the pressure will kill me Please let me go Please understand Cuz I just wanna be me, be set free
Every time that I take Another pill Just to help me fake That I'm just like you, it just isn't real I may end up failing just like you But I know! That the shadow of your footsteps is not the way to go! And I found along the way That you were just like me With someone so disappointed in you Tired of being what the world thinks is good Turning my world into ashes and mud
Trying to be so perfect Decaying under the surface You gotta let me go You can't ignore my sorrow Oh no oh no
And when I think all the places I just don't belong I gotta be strong, gotta let go I can't walk in the shadow of your footsteps I'm carving my own way I'll make my own future But when I see what the world is to me I'm falling apart And I can't let go, it's true
Please let me go I must find my own way I cannot keep trying To be like you and to stay The shadow of your footsteps Too much pressure to take And now that I know That underneath your skin You have the same scars within You were just like me Just pretending to be Someone else that you aren't
You just cannot fake who you are For the shadow of your footsteps Is not the way to go You gotta let me free, let me go
Inspired by True Events, and also inspired by Numb-Linkin Park
I only intended it to be similar in meaning. But...apparently not. Ok.
Trying to face up to the world as you, not me Can't see how I am anymore But since I'm falling... Following your footsteps And you just can't let go.... No!
And when I think all the places I just don't belong I gotta be strong, gotta let go I can't walk in the shadow of your footsteps I'm carving my own way I'll make my own future I'm losing myself Why can't you let go?
A conformist And yet, all I can do is what you tell me to be See that, trying to change me Afraid that I will see That the reason you want me to be you Is so I won't see the truth That you're just a failure, hiding in me
When I try to walk away I'm countered by laughter While I follow your footsteps I can't find the exit Cuz the pressure The laughter The failure Is grinding me away I cannot find the path to go, not to stay
Please let me go And let me live I have so much to give Please let me go Please understand Cuz I just wanna be me, be set free
Every time that I take Another pill Just to help me fake That I'm just like you, it just isn't real I am falling deeper than you But I know! That the shadow of your footsteps is not the way to go! And I found along the way That you are fooler than me Tired of being what the world thinks is good Turning my world into ashes and mud And then spreading it to others Trying to hide behind them
Decaying under the surface You gotta let me go You can't ignore my sorrow Oh no oh no
Please let me go I must find my own way I cannot keep trying To be like you and to stay The shadow of your footsteps Too many pills to take Rules to break And now that I know That underneath your skin You have the same scars within Someone else that you aren't
You just cannot fake who you are For the shadow of your footsteps Is not the way to go You gotta let me free, let me go So that I can walk my own road
Dangit I just don't like that poem. Why is it whenever I'm lazy and try to find an old poem they aren't good or something...forget it Anyways, a new(yes, NEW) poem is in the making.
I can't free myself I'm trapped in your hell I run and hide But I know you can see me My soul, darkened inside I just want to leave But I can't walk away Cuz you're following me And that's where you will stay The blood will drip The breathes will heave No matter how you choose it Or what you believe I'm going to die As you follow me But I will not cry This is history But I won't lie I'm still afraid But this decision has already been made
That's the exact same line From numb. Sorry to be a pest, but do you listen to this music while yo write? Because, not to be pest, I think you write down everything you hear.
Dagarr...*bad mood* Ok, sam. You have something to contribute or say? Meh. This thread's dying. I'm the only one holding it up now, but I'm going to let it die.
Pretty much anything can get by me, just as long as the site itself allows. But if it's extremely gory, such as one of *name witheld*'s stories, I suggest posting a censored and uncensored version or putting some kind of warning up. And do I sense a morbid story in the making? It's about time; this thread was getting sick of me and I was wondering how long I would be able to hold it up. P.S.- Yes that last bit is somewhat of a joke.
Color me red For all the blood that was spilled Color me blue For all the tears I have shed Color me white For all that's not true Color me black For all the fallen dead Color me green Cuz there's no going back Color me brown Cuz I can't be redeemed Color me orange Cuz the world's burning down
I know it's missing purple, but honestly, what's going to rhyme with purple? Nurple?
Don't bother asking why We all must live a (f-ing) lie But when we were young And still not disillusioned We dreamed of wealth and fame Because we didn't see All that's behind that is false gallantry And now we wish we weren't so free
White suits, parties, champagne Nothing but the lies and pain Cameras, interviews, fortune and fame But when you pull back the curtains Nothing remains
The faint light of a candle's flame Extinguished quickly as the truth fin'ly came Hope and dreams and endless light Till the truth came and brought the night And now we wish we were still kids Without the weight of truth Why can't we just be rid?
What kind of (sh)goes on today? The murder, the suicide We don't even hear it relayed And we can't try to hide
Turning back Turning away For what we lack Is the ability to stay
Tommy OD'd, he's a vegetable He's in a coma, always unstable Sheila was knifed The attack was pointless, a waste of life Jonathan ran away He couldn't take it another day Anne committed suicide Couldn't bear to live another lie Sean was run over The driver was drunk, and he took cover Mary had a rare disease Soon she died, with no sleep or ease Carl was KIA, in the war Didn't even know what he was fighting for Lisa was killed in an air raid Buildings flew up like in some kind of game David's living with his mother Spent his money on drink and drugs, the mother(f)er
Just a few of the things That happened today Some of the people who died For no reason, that's what humans bring And we can't or we won't Even try To stop this fight And run away Because we lost So long ago Why can't we just Let it go?
Our subject, for today Class, will cover a particular guy And shout as you may I'm telling you, this ain't a lie\\
Boy's just fifteen But his slate ain't clean Did a dime at the state pen He killed, and he'd kill again Got himself in some dirty shit Dug his own grave, bit by bit He thinks he's cool Well, he might be But it don't matter what you are at school Be a gangsta, you're nothin but history
He thinks his soul is fine He think that all is well But he's always gettin reminded That he's going right to hell
