susano-hime

I can’t put a price On a work of art Left from a poet An artist A singer That in it had a heart I can’t say I understand About the work of art By a photographer A dancer A musician That gave it body and mind I can’t give advice On a work of art To the digital artist The conductor The theorist That gave their soul I can’t see more beauty Than in a piece of art From a writer A sculptor An actor That someone put in everything for I see so much love In a single work of art Like a mother A father A partner Can give to those close to them I treasure every work of art Because I know that inside them Lies the sweat, The t

It’s funny how some ink Can create a work of art It’s funny how some led Can poor out all your soul. It’s funny how a story Can fill your heart with joy It’s funny how a painting Can change your view of love It’s funny how a life Can make it all so clear It’s funny how a death Can tear your world apart It’s funny how some distance Can make you die inside It’s funny how some ink Can cure it in a dime Its funny how a piece Can lift the hate you hold Its funny how some led Can cure a broken soul Its funny how a poem Can affect so many lives And the life of the one who wrote Can be saved from a go

Love is beauty Love is sweet Love is the thing that is most people's meat Love is pain Love is hurt Love is why i'm buried in dirt

I hear the roar of a monstrous force Black smog coats the sky Leaves my vision black My eyes dread as I blink to fast Painful opening as I finally wake A deathly gash across my face Vision slowly returns As though tired yet cannot sleep The screams as I enter the carriage Cries of children who don’t get enough The food tastes of soot and grease Left alone with tales of yeast Chairs that have seen better days Velvet torn and greased Just like everything else Alive but dead all at once Yawning, yawning, yawning Yet I cannot sleep Aches all over my body Still keep me awake Stiff necked and weak boned I crawl Under the poison that reek

Love is but a simple shell One that falls straight down to hell Missing pieces guide the truth What is it but a simple ruse? These are words I told myself Ones still left upon the shelf But over time, they’ve dusted and cracked Lost the meaning, become detached Because they saw what I spend with you All those moments I’ll never lose That smile you share with me those days Are truly happy, not disarray Could you really have lost your heart? Is what I’ve done all for naught? No, I don’t believe those words Look deep within, not with the herd Torn visage left upon your arms A kiss for each, I’ll take that harm F

How much more do I have to suffer How much more do I have to break When will you be satisfied, hunger, And lead me from this haunting wake How many tears do I have to shed How much more must I regret How much more blood must I spill How much hunger is left to fill How many lies do I have to tell How many more must ring the bell How many people do I have to hurt For you, hunger, to be filled or left within the dirt I feel the cold droplets on my face Coming down like rain from haze The red drops dye my skin Continue to feed the hunger within Small cries as I cut the skin “Leaving the weak inside a bin” Is this how I show I trul

I die, die, die For me there’s nothing left I cry, cry, cry Why wish for the best I sigh, sigh, sigh Happiness draws ever near I’m high, high, high Fear is all that’s there I hear, hear, hear The screams from fog that’s clear I’m near, near, near Just a few more steps The end, end, end Sadly it won’t come quick The fear, fear, fear No longer chooses right The dark, dark, dark This is the ending mark I’m free, free, free No longer lost in pain I’m dead, dead, dead And my legends full of dread I’m gone, gone, gone But I live forever on