chard

An unstable mind, you might find
that your walking on a slippery floor,
on entering! your shown the door.
Your tongue is on fire a crooked path of lies,
that you shrug off but its only a matter of time.

Live in ignorance thats what you desire,
no confrontation please without my gear.
Im sly and devious without shame,
im an invisible man with someone elses name.
Everything is mine but nothing i own
but your not the one to take my throne.
Im an experienced liar, now its my truth
im an honest man im not a youth.

Going, going gone, im out only for fun
i could tell you a story or two, turn the air blue.
If you ever though, ask me an honest question,
i will be going,going gone before you even ask one.
I hate all thats true, so if you live by it! i hate you.

Stone Birds

awesome just a few grammatical errors though (Don't worry i've made worse)

An unstable mind, you might find
that you're walking on a slippery floor,
on entering! you're shown the door.
Your tongue is on fire a crooked path of lies,
that you shrug off but its only a matter of time.

Live in ignorance that's what you desire,
no confrontation please without my gear.
I'm sly and devious without shame,
I'm an invisible man with someone else's name.
Everything is mine but nothing i own
but you're not the one to take my throne.
I'm an experienced liar, now its my truth
I'm an honest man I'm not a youth.

Going, going gone, I'm out only for fun
i could tell you a story or two, turn the air blue.
If you ever though, ask me an honest question,
i will be going, going gone before you even ask one.
I hate all that's true, so if you live by it! i hate you.

chard

What blade represents you
are you verbal with a cutting edge
are you physical, pounding someones head.
Do you take pleasure from peoples pain,
or is your blade type, just insane.

Im doing a survey, a kind of review,
a small column for local news.
Don't worry if you can't think of anything yet,
by the end of the day, your have something for me i bet.

You could be an emotional misfit
no hope or structure in your life,
you may just be ranting
stuck at home with a bitch of a wife.

Im just here to reach out to you,
you may need someone to talk to.
And im here ready to listen,
could be beneficial, stop you from going to prison.
What blade are you, sharp as a razor
when catching my prey im a real blazer
I have to be, im a news reporter
leading the blind to the slaughter.

TumorAttitude

You use a ton of adjectives...it gives it a certain flow.

chard

Smashing glass, cutting edge
down trodden and beaten.
On a path of self destruction,
facing fear at every given turn.
On his final day destined to part
from within, his heart fails.
He falls to the ground
ultimatley taking his last breath.
Just a lonely frightened man
that turned within, to find comfort.
Though never escaping its hold over him,
Self sacrifice the end game.
No belief beyond his understanding
which meant he had none at all.
Standing alone in the dark
with a heart made of stone,
waiting for the inevitable
confrontation!!!throw a dog a bone.
One last nail in his coffin
where he will never lie
for the earth was his home
and thats where he died.
His flesh ripped from him,
an animal banquet, leaving scattered bones.
I am thinking of his loved ones left behind
wishing that man whom,dear to their hearts, was with them at home.
To stubborn to admit that he needed help
to ignorant to see the love around him
so falling was a full gone conclusion
has this country a backbone
is it greater than yours
do you feel shame when you lose
enough to think of suicide, well thats no place to hide.
Are we really alone, the ultimate question,
standing at the waters edge, looking at Gods reflexion.

daysleeper1985

what exaxtly is this? poetry,lyrics,prose?

chard

Its a song best played by a piano. I hope that answers your question.

chard

Add my name to that list
i am now up for it
ive considered all possibilities
i know whats mine and i know whats his.
Give it to me any way
you heard it from me, you hear what i say.
Pour it, to the top
a clean glass please, cus i dont like slop.
Im here to win collect that cheque,
i wont be first to hit the deck.

Drinking for profit, and for glory
i wont be beaten,not in this story
i will be cashing, in that cheque
see its got my name on it.

It was not long before the final
staged every year close to the urinals
just in case we have to dive in quick
to release, and be chronically sick.

Gather round and watch the best man win
knocked out on the deck a blow to the chin.
Respect, learn to shut it,
the cheque vanished i didn't see it.

Well fek, fek the feking cheque.

chard

Yo move your behind
your getting lazier by the hour
just cus you havent got a job
its not right to become a slob
all your friends are in college
but you took a year out
now your just plain lazy
and thats whats making me shout.

don't you want to get a bike
ride it where you like
in your account lots of doe
so you can enjoy all the more
what is wrong with you
this person isn't you
how can i reach you, you are better than this.

Dont take up alcahol or the weed
it will kill you yes indeed
it will take your personality
it will blind your mind
you will become untrusting,
and my son will nolonger shine

Get out of bed and buy a paper
il take you into town later
visit the job centre and agencies to
by the will of god there will be a job for you.

daysleeper1985

It seems like a song best played by the person who wrote it,i hope there's a meter/rhythm/tune in your head because it doesn't fit into anything that could be described as a pattern, you're all over the place writing down whatever comes into your head and praying that it makes sense(which it doesn't) try and gain some sense of direction instead of closing your eyes bumping about the place in the dark....the volume of your work is impressive but the sentiments are muddled and forlorn of any meaning outside of your warped perceptions....instead of spending so much time on different ideas try to sort out each one at a time.

I'm sure your writing will benefit from it and will cease to be so much like whatever song you're listening to as you write.