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Peaks

depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
edited December 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Peaks (part 1)


Deep on down, suppressed within these valley's peaks
I peer on out, seeking out something I know I need
Looking out for something to give me touch
Something perhaps to let me feel
Signals, they're not drawing near
Only hopes and dreams, combined within my fears

Look so high
Look so high

Am I just another serpent's feast
Set a skewer, fabrication of another meal
I know what lies before
Hurting, not just my flesh at stake

Frantic, I seek a path
To know that what I see is not all for real
There's got to be a shining light
Something here
Something to inspirit despite

What happens next if only shattered dreams
If deep within my dread does come to light
This is not what I yearn to see
Deep inside, buried within, I know it might succeed
Turning tears into ash
To consume my soul, and dominate my thoughts

Feel so low
Feel so low

Setting out, thoughts become serene
Days will show the truth I seek
I pray I'm ready to make this breach
To scale the walls, seek out answer that I need
What path now lies before
To lead me to the dreams I see
Or to the dread I can no longer conceal
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
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    justamjustam Posts: 21,394
    Hey! It's nice to read something of yours again. :)
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    justam wrote:
    Hey! It's nice to read something of yours again. :)

    hey...thanks Justam
    I have found some inspiration...I will have several in this thread. I am guessing a dozen or so...if it is not lost.
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    Peaks (part 2)


    well I
    I chase these dreads tonight
    and I
    I hope for better in places not yet shown
    dreaming of something more
    other locations I don't yet know

    well she bore a smile
    memories I hope not to endure
    and tears reach my eyes
    for ones I have never known
    standing at the wall
    flowers spread once upon the ground
    candles shining from their hands
    lost in the past
    with a future that can't let go

    they take their time
    in this lost place
    forgotten by those all around
    fragments still stand
    reminding of what's is still real
    and can never be left behind

    we walk away
    her hand clench within the grasp of mine
    to see the lost souls
    to watch as they piss away there lives

    inside I'm standing still
    they have seen what progress achieves
    and don't care for it again
    inside I'm still convulsing
    of a city that's learned what is meant to be real
    it won't be them
    it won't be them this time
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    justamjustam Posts: 21,394
    hey...thanks Justam
    I have found some inspiration...I will have several in this thread. I am guessing a dozen or so...if it is not lost.

    Good. I'll read 'em. :)
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    coachchriscoachchris Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada Posts: 749
    Seriously run out of compliments to send your way. Sometimes I think you might quite possibly be Ed and then I thank you for just being you! Simply amazing my friend. Thanks for sharing!

    well she bore a smile
    memories I hope not to endure
    and tears reach my eyes
    for ones I have never known

    WOW! :)
    Adolescence in essence is all about trust.
    Leaving is for the answering machine.
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    coachchris wrote:
    Seriously run out of compliments to send your way. Sometimes I think you might quite possibly be Ed and then I thank you for just being you! Simply amazing my friend. Thanks for sharing!

    well she bore a smile
    memories I hope not to endure
    and tears reach my eyes
    for ones I have never known

    WOW! :)


    Wow...thanks...not sure I deserve that, but thanks.
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    Inner tension explodes
    Outletting this life
    Passions to feel
    Sanctums inside
    Convincing me that what I’ve held so close...
    My dear ways are not the only way to believe
    Not so holy
    Not the only real

    Take my life, so fleeting
    Seeing much, in the ways of this new light
    Pales and shades now blend together
    Just sharp edges blocking wrong and right
    Never had a light that shown
    Never thought that things would be so crystalline

    I pray that I don’t surcome to know
    Accessing half of what has past right there before me...
    Will surely kill me
    Knowing again what I held too close
    Begging to find some freedom
    Searching high and low is too draining
    I can’t see that
    Can’t live again from the beginning

    Ignorance is bliss if you don’t believe in feeling
    Blindness surcomes when gripping onto instincts
    Find release to catch the prize
    To know what lies outside
    To crumble away rigid boundaries

    Lighting the way to nowhere found
    Finding something nowhere
    Finding something not to hold onto
    To appreciate
    Admire

    I can see
    I can see
    Thanks for light
    Thanks for life
    I can see
    So that is
    So that is
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    great works of art
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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    pacifierpacifier Posts: 1,009
    I particularly like that last one
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    thanks...greatly appreciated...all of you. :)
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    ...yeah...this one has nothing to do with Iraq or Afghanistan....I could see how it could easily be interpreted as such though...




    You see there might be a problem here
    I can hear the rattling,
    A little shaking in you voice
    I can see surroundings,
    Insecurities that keep them all
    History's toppling fears,
    Terror that keeps them bound

    Have we come to an understanding
    Maybe a little something,
    Jotted in the sand
    Just because we don't care,
    That doesn't mean that
    we all don't understand

    Is this something to bring us worry,
    In a place nobody understands
    Should we gather in a hurry
    To give freewill to a distant land
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    nice poem , sounds a bit teary
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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    nicely, nicely done. i especially enjoyed peaks part 2 and old-new. introspection seems to be one of the best paths to profound statements
    "Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and LAUGH..."
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    Some run and some stay
    to wonder the street
    to pray once again
    some sit and they ponder
    where is this going
    why is it coming again

    to seek out an engagement
    something to bring in the meals
    but the more that you consider
    the more that it's seen
    this freedom is nothing
    when it's never been real

    surrender your body
    it's the way that it goes
    you never have owned it
    from your head to your toes
    so take on that armament
    and wield that sword
    it's time to earn something
    like the time gone before

    to garnish your something
    was through whitewashed dreams
    we'll cover these hillsides
    blanket with red
    though it's about all the green

    so stop in this moment
    to take it all in
    it's only a instant
    before it begins

    and kiss all children
    for whom you don't yield
    to remember these twinkles
    last thoughts of your soul
    now enter this battle
    the only one that will feed

    and hold tight that passion
    as the sirens begin
    there must be an end
    for tyrants to breed
    there's something to see
    so little to say
    so hold on to something
    embrace in those angel wings today
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    I can see,
    inside the ring
    I never saw
    was never there.
    Deep inside
    I still feel...
    these tears did not just up and...
    appear

    plastic worlds,
    with unkempt words
    hold us back
    bring upon
    oh these inner...
    fears

    show these walls,
    for all those ones that fell,
    that never even held a trigger.
    Five long years,
    the stench still lingers.
    Do not make this for nothing...
    lest we forget
    make us remember...
    make us remember

    plastic worlds,
    with unkempt words
    hold us back
    bring upon
    all these dreadful...
    years

    this is not no domicile,
    to rest your bones,
    to bare your soul.
    Not what's meant
    to support upon one another.
    With falling hands
    deteriorate
    I can see what that really...
    means

    So leave this body,
    to be set free.
    Engage the spirit
    we will try to remember...
    so as no on follows.
    So catch your soul,
    to their dismay...
    astound the demons.
    So hold on tight,
    to be set free.
    No more hate
    No revengeful...
    feelings

    plastic worlds,
    with unkempt words
    hold us back
    bring upon
    oh these inner...
    fears
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    I've been taking things in stride
    every which way I go
    Every minute more
    seems a little less I know
    I've been taking things in stride
    everywhere that I roam
    every time I move along
    maybe I'm not alone
    I've been taking things in stride
    seems that maybe I'm wrong
    seems my fears don't belong
    everywhere I stroll
    seems that maybe I'm waking up
    maybe just a little inside
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    I see these feet
    that seem to keep a pace in front of me
    not knowing where I'm heading
    but seems that's the place I ought to be

    I don't know what or where it is I seek
    think I'll miss if it's staring right back at me
    I don't know why I have this inner need
    seems it's become consuming
    gotta find that little something
    maybe help put my mind for once at ease

    I search the skies above
    and the ground I've come to love
    I search on passers
    and maybe a little bit inside of me

    as I walk I stop and get to thinking
    maybe nothing is the way it seems
    as I walk I stop and get to thinking
    maybe it's lies buried deep inside of me
    as I walk I stop and get to thinking
    get to thinking

    I search the skies above
    and the ground I've come to love
    I search on passers
    and maybe a little bit inside of me

    I turn a corner
    see that badlands staring back at me
    I keep on strolling
    deep inside I've never really been this free
    I climb the mountain
    watch the valley living below my feet
    I take a break
    know that my inner fears were never really real

    as I walk I stop and get to thinking
    get to thinking
    get to thinking
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    straight from the back of my New Years Eve bar napkin :)

    Hope:

    I can't help,
    can't fight this feeling.
    Sets right in...
    without rhyme...
    without reason...

    I need;
    some more of this in me.
    I need;
    something to make this stay.
    I need;
    to make this Hope feel that it's found some room for breathing.

    I can...
    see oh so clearly,
    in the shining Hope of this city.
    Her lights shine so very brightly,
    but not like home,
    the ones that blind me.
    I can...
    feel it near me,
    Her brimming streets into the evening,
    but not like home,
    the ones that confine me.

    I can't;
    fall for those same old tricks.
    I can't;
    not after an experience,
    oh just quite like this.
    I can't,
    no I can't...
    throw all of this away.
    I can't,
    no I can't...
    seems there's no goddamn...
    no not one single reason.

    I need;
    some more of this in me.
    I need;
    something to make this stay.
    I need;
    to make this Hope feel that it's found some room for breathing.

    I can not bring myself
    to ride that ol' beaten path

    I need;
    some more of this deep within me.
    I need;
    something to make it stay.
    I need;
    to make this Hope feel that it's found it's place.
    Oh my I...
    Oh my I...
    Hope has found a comfort place.
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    justamjustam Posts: 21,394
    straight from the back of my New Years Eve bar napkin :)

    Hope:

    I can't help,
    can't fight this feeling.
    Sets right in...
    without rhyme...
    without reason...

    I need;
    some more of this in me.
    I need;
    something to make this stay.
    I need;
    to make this Hope feel that it's found some room for breathing.

    I can...
    see oh so clearly,
    in the shining Hope of this city.
    Her lights shine so very brightly,
    but not like home,
    the ones that blind me.
    I can...
    feel it near me,
    Her brimming streets into the evening,
    but not like home,
    the ones that confine me.

    I can't;
    fall for those same old tricks.
    I can't;
    not after an experience,
    oh just quite like this.
    I can't,
    no I can't...
    throw all of this away.
    I can't,
    no I can't...
    seems there's no goddamn...
    no not one single reason.

    I need;
    some more of this in me.
    I need;
    something to make this stay.
    I need;
    to make this Hope feel that it's found some room for breathing.

    I can not bring myself
    to ride that ol' beaten path

    I need;
    some more of this deep within me.
    I need;
    something to make it stay.
    I need;
    to make this Hope feel that it's found it's place.
    Oh my I...
    Oh my I...
    Hope has found a comfort place.

    I love this one! :)
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    deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    nice poetry
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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    I've got my head in the clouds
    and my feet on the ground
    I'm looking for answers
    know they'll never...be found
    When shall I see
    When shall I see
    When shall I see
    what it is
    what we need
    I kept on walking
    I was walking around
    talking to people
    man am I lost
    maybe I'm...found
    When shall I see
    When shall I see
    When shall I see
    what it is
    what we need
    Well I climbed this peak
    and when I got there
    when I got there I found
    well is stale up hear
    with heavy breathing
    and molding...air
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    your writing is really awesome

    i hope you are doing well
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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    You think that it's wrong
    well sit back in that chair
    remember your words
    recollect the nouns the verbs

    I knew what I was doing
    think that I thought
    know I was proving that
    your left might be left but
    that doesn't make things right alright
    you might be new
    I've been here before
    the arrows point directions
    likely somewhere we've all been before
    with white and the grays
    and lines set up
    conform
    behave

    So the lines might preserve
    keep things the same
    but it's change that will save our worlds
    defend all the homes
    all you precious little toys
    but recognize that we're wreckin it
    hollow headway
    triumphs and trials
    well we all know we're atop of it
    the ground and the skies
    all that he can never hold
    perfection comes in its own little ways
    you just can't change nothin
    greedy little fingers can never hold
    that you can never own
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    deadnote wrote:
    your writing is really awesome

    i hope you are doing well


    Thanks mate
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    every way we look
    no room to move
    no freedom to twitch
    won't make it clear

    well we made our move
    n yeah we might loose
    but that's okay
    at least we choose

    passing in blink
    the almighty wink
    the one that kills
    that makes you think
    it's all alright
    so we loose another time
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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    depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    Foots that step
    to come surrounding
    many march
    to sing of a rising
    chanting closer
    to bring a falling

    a centered voice
    to plead of faulting
    pulls wrongs from rights
    in a righteous calling
    black on red
    in gray shroud shadows
    unified to bring a falling

    rings of terror
    oh how they fell
    no way, can't help succumbing
    I tremble
    that chant leaves me breathless
    I'm falling

    a centered voice
    to plead for vaulting
    pulls wings from man
    the hand of extinction
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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