EmoCyanide?

[Cyanide]

Nahhh... never happen.

No way to Describe

Cant turn back
pass it on
given any thought
given to any one

All dressed in the lames of falt
whats the basis of all blames
A missfire
A missed life

Welcome to the purity living hell
Welcome to that which i never told
try and find my self in my world
Step in to the light of my soul

Cleanse my self of my self
charcoal turns to diamonds
don't feel lost
weve chosen the path to cross

Don't lose sight of the goal
Cant be accused of not giving my soul.

couldnt think of a title.

Walking in the sea of people,
Looking to a sea of stars,
Thinking bout a sea of riches,
Losing who we are.

Waliking in a drunken state,
walking in a new, old, place,
Seeing all these unknown faces,
your dreams you nolonger chase.

Ending in a place of birth,
Born in to a place of death,
live your life how you choose to,
Because its all just a test.

Next up... another old one...
no title.

Walking around day to day.
Living in sorrow is my way.
Feeling lonely and despised.
All I want to do is hide!

Hearing people laugh at me.
Dead is how they all should be.
Killing my soul is what they do.
I'll make sure they all die too!

We all have some stress.
Why do i have so much left.
It's all because you all hate me.
Because I'm not who you want to be?

If they break my heart away.
I'll make sure that they all pay.
I don't want just homicide.
I want freaking Genocide!!!

EMO OVERLOAD!

Blood And Genocide

Blood is draining out of my heart
What I have salvaged is not enough to save my breath
What is left has dried in the cup-like shape of my hands
As I tumble over sideways from my kneeling position.

Callous eyes turn to observe my cold lifeless remains
Gentle steps are heard slowly walking away
They are stopped when a sound startles them
Laboring ears can still hear a whispering voice.

Now the disregarding ears attend to something else
The sound of blood dripping on the floor
The echo of a body gently uniting with the ground
Staining a subtle outline of my soul.

A staggered jaw plummets to the floor
As a shadow skulks upon an unsuspecting being
My silence says more than words ever will
As if my lips were severed and travel behind the muffled footsteps.

The voice persecutes some conflicting heart
Until the tired mind opens its arms to madness
Your muscles turn on you and end your breath
Now we can finally be together.

To expand, I wrote the first three of these for a class, and as you can guess, i got alot of hell for it...

The last one was written for a Poetry contest... and lost... ;_;