Tomotoya

Liquor, friends, adventure These things are all I want Or until recently I thought There's more to life I venture Than this existence as a beast A weak and feral thing Succumbing to base desires Letting my id take wing It tears me apart, this dissonance Between actions and desires Funny how doing what you want Doesn't get you what you require Am I burying myself in sand Running from any true thought Seeking only victories of the beast Is disappointment in life my lot? I lost a diamond amidst the rough Now we are distant, she's the perfect host Her disdain, her disapproval? I cannot say What it is that wounds me most Thes

No depth, no strife No truth, no life Just angst, only anger Pure rage, can't contain it Fury in ink but never in blood, Scars on the mind but never on skin No purpose, no need No desire, no love What life, no life Nothing but lies Hard to imagine You of such faith That life has no purpose Big fucking surprise This ain't about truth, It's just for fun, hope, and lust, There's no aspect of me left that I trust

To hell with my life With excitement I can't reach I'm losing faith in everything Don't practice what I preach Everyday I'm a little outta here (Bullet through the brain) (Bullet through the brain) Everyday I'm a little more gone (Just to end the pain) (Just to end the pain) Each day I miss another chance (Open up the blade) (Open up the blade) To prove my critics wrong (Just to see me bleed) (Just to see me bleed) I have no ambition to stand and fight My cowardice is killing me Where can I run, where can I hide? There's nowhere safe from these prying eyes Why am I helpless, insecure and alone? I hate everyone that I've e

Tie a rope upon each wrist Bind and yank and pull and twist Till I explode into red mist I can't explain how I hate this I want to crack skulls with my fist Sweet relief is my one wish Escape this thirst, find some bliss Tear me apart Tear me asunder Divide my heart, my soul you plunder Until my cries drown out the thunder Of these vicious days, these awful hopes Do me a favor and fetch the ropes You tie me taut and cut me deep Will nothing set my soul to sleep? At rest, far from this painful place I'm losing faith in the human race Why must you struggle for first place? For you two in my heart there's space I'm weary, waning, breaking dow

I'm down Depressed But time goes on I'm here I'm there And then I'm gone Where is my mind? My heart? My soul? My purpose in life, What is my goal? Why am I blue? Or gray? Or black as night? So angry Tired And wound uptight Unable to quit this dire stage I'm left to stay in idle rage I cannot leave but cannot go My heart sees no future in this world I know Broken Bending Not yet bleeding Dreaming Wishing Never succeeding Where is my mind? Will it return? Or in mediocrity Will I forever burn?

Genesis Desolate, the barren city raises again, verdant flora overtaking iron and brick Emerald grass hides broken glass, shards hiding among blades Bullet casings litter the roads, salt scattered on conquered earth The scent of pastel flowers, only weeks old, cannot mask the acrid atmosphere of ancient smokestacks Devastated buildings stand reinforced by stories of jade ivy, Man's edifices supported by Nature's lush adornments Rusted cars painted sage by ivy, technology made modern art Movement eludes the wasteland; only the breeze caressing skyscrapers imitates life The sky hangs heavy and gray with soot, a hag mourning her lost b

 Hope, the verdant beauty of rebirth. The desolate city lies barren, like a defeated warrior stripped of his armor. Its labyrinth of roads is a splintered mess; buildings crumble on their foundations. Bloodstains spot the roads, signs of battles long since past. This city has assuredly seen the end of its days. However, a closer look reveals that all is not lost. The city is alive; it is thriving with nature. Rebirth has filled the city; it is no longer an artificial wasteland, but a fertile outreach of hope. Venturing through the city, the scent of rich, earthy moss mingles with corroded rust and the faint, nearly forgotten whiff of acrid

No time, no time I'm running out of ways to make this all work out I'm doing my best to form a plan So come away and take my hand Run free Run free, run free Run far away From this savage place where dreams decay Find new land, an untapped well Escape this awful stagnant hell Revive Revive, revive Your life renew Change and grow in all that you do Face each new task without your fear As you enter this brand new year Evolve

Rise to fall, wake to sorrow Joy at night and hate tomorrow Emotions flailing, flaring, fading My independence for her pleasure I'm trading

Find something you love, something little, that you can do almost anywhere with a general amount of ease such that doing it is almost never impractical. Make this little thing you love a comfort, so that on a day when you're losing your mind, ready to snap and contemplating murder of your family members, running away, or suicide... Instead you can take a deep breath and do the little thing you love.