I remember being 7 years old
Living in New York
Jamestown.
An era of my life I felt different
childhood
curious, alive, full of wonder.
I touched the grass, I dug the dirt
I tried to look under the girls skirts
Lonely, depressing, dead town.
Jamestown is a dying town.
When I was a child it was dying
but now it is dead.
The hospital on the hill closed.
The downtown has no buisnesses.
The homes fall apart
Post armageddon.
If the world died, Jamestown would be it's face.
I love you. I'm sorry life had to push you down
I understand you. I'm sorry no one cares.
I'll mourn you. Because there's nothing I can do.
Goodbye jamestown
Capturing the Moment by RealaNightmaren, literature
Literature
Capturing the Moment
Welcoming a new idea
it's like a case of gonorrhea
it burns for a moment and then it fades
slowly releaving the pain for days
I can't explain this emotion now
I feel it hard, and I don't know how
...but it feels nice.
It screams away each passing moment
turn to me and loathe and repent
touch my face and I'll tell you lies
I'm a fake christmas tree, you gotta be close to be wise
you got to know me to see the plastic
I am jack shit, nothing fantastic
Fake and stale, slow and sore
Boring old attention whore
I like this life, I search for more
but it can't come to my door
...sleep
yes asleep in coma stage
i feel the softer side
Another year of you
another year of miss Blu
another year for you
to do all the things you want to do
Just remember in your youth
act stupid, childish, and aloof
because soon time will pass
for your boobs to sag by your ass
but for now you're fresh and young
enjoy your life, learn from what you've done
but make sure to be a polite young lass
or else I'll release Lynne on your ass
So enjoy the year for you that is new
Happy birthday you you dear Blu ;)
The Other Part Of Me by RealaNightmaren, literature
Literature
The Other Part Of Me
When you spend a life of hell
living hard and being shelled
you begin to develop parts
Of things you can't explain.
And when you go to sleep at night
the other half of me takes flight
it is his world
Which feeds off my pain.
But there's another side of him
another part deep within
he's been there all this time
and he saved me from the hell
But he's taken control of me
he owns my soul, I can't be free
all of this started
when he was my angel
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It started as nightmares as a child
I was weak, tender and mild
no one listened, no one heard
every time I spoke a word
but he stood by me,
I live for life
my life is strife
I live and die and breathe the knife
Because the knife was made
7 years ago today
Why? Because it's millions of years ago
Men are men, and women are hoes
no one has evolved respect
we're cavemen, all we want is sex
villages to wreck
And this is what we do all day
wreck and kill and cause other's pain
We pride ourselfs at what we take away,
Which isn't much different then today
when the summer sun goes down
in the backyard's where i'm found
the clock is ticking down
the whole world is upside down
we all screamed and yelled so loud
way too young to be too proud
no room for hate or lies
heart too full to despise
No clue where my future lies
tilt my head up to the sky
when I open my up eyes
FIREFLYS!! FIREFLYS!!
No clue where my future lies
tilt my head up to the sky
when I open my up eyes
FIREFLYS!! FIREFLYS!!
when I was young boy,
I never understood what I'd be,
what I'd see,
didn't know if I'd follow or lead,
would I be nice, would I be mean,
didn't know what the tarot cards would read
Did
When eyes of light,
turn eyes of fright,
they light fires,
and try to fight.
LOST MY MIND YESTURDAAAAAAAAAY
But can't complain, it's my way.
I deal with you inside my head,
mental tourture will see me dead.
Ring that's made of golden light,
your halo is my kryptonite,
m-------y fight, my future wife,
daddy will buy you a new life!
Another ended episode,
mind running like a rail road,
mental pain, making me insane,
i see through your ha-lo!
Everyday i feel the water splashing in my face,
emptying my insides, my mind starts to race.
All the pain, all the hurt, blaming randomly,
I hate them, no, I hate her, no, I know that I
Roses are red,
so is my blood.
I'll give you both,
when you're down in the mud.
I want some loving,
make that point not be missed.
But afterwards your face will meet with my fist.
I'll give you my heart,
I'll give you my soul
I'll give you them all when you're down in the hole.
I'd give you dimonds
I'd give you minks,
but I can't give you anything
because you're starting to stink.
.
your protective hands
dust across -daddy,
everything
delicately wiping
your glass coated
guilt(y)
children;
clouds god left
in the sky.
the unknown places
of your pupils
are searching for
your maternal priorities
through what
he left
inside the liquor cabinet.
.
Current Residence: San Francisco Bay, California Favourite genre of music: horrorcore Operating System: All kinds MP3 player of choice: Winamp 2 Favourite cartoon character: Alice from Alice in Wonderland Personal Quote: Judge me not by my mistakes, judge me by how well I recover from them. - myself
Hey folks, I return! Sorry bout the delay, but for the last 2 months I have been non-stop working and going to school. But classes are over, work has calmed down, and here I am! As you can see on my userpage, the link to sonic-cult is gone. That's because I no longer own Sonic CulT. I sold it for the small sum of $850 to a group of folks who have turned it into a pile of doodoo. Oops.
Not that I care. Anyways, in celebration of the lack of cult responsiblity, lack of school, and a new set of ladies in my life, I give my gift to the world, Anti-Otaku! http://anti-otaku.com/
Anti-Otaku is my new personal page, devoted to the ramblings and ran
I have decided to lay a lot of things down to rest, first of it being the Sonic CulT. I seriously have -no- interest in the site anymore, nor do I give a fuck what happens to it. That ship has sailed, let it sink where it wishes.
Secondly, I'm about to get myself firedat work, because I can't sand my job, and I want to collect unemployment while I go to school.
Thirdly, I'm tired of waiting on a certain girl to pay attention to me, because she's far too busy dealing with working on a website.
Fourthly, I'm done dealing with drunken friends, and i have no desire to drink anymore.
I think I just want to relax, smoke pot, and go to school. I
I spent the last two weeks attending my new massage therapy classes, which are going very well. I like rubbing people better! YAAAAAAAAAY!
It also helps when you're the only straight guy in class, because you have every girl wanting you, and every guy. So everyone wants to help me. I love being a sexy bitch. I haven't had the chance to update in a while, I'm hoping to correct that soon. I have some idea storms going.