Nirvana
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today i took a walk
a not so normal silence
there wasnt any talk
but then it started raining
the rain wasnt water
it was almost draining
really just like slaughter
Like the fading wick of a burning candle,
Whose flame withers with every breeze
You crave the dark peace that accompanies
Solitude
Rather than give authority of your fate
over to time alone,
“April 5th, 1994”
This was my given death date.
They aren’t even sure that’s the exact day.
They couldn’t pin point that
Yet they ruled out murder right away.
sometimes when i'm alone you rattle through my head
you are loud yet gentle
i make it a point not to listen to you, as if by doing so i am winning a prize
if forgetting the last lines of the first verse is the prize
I tend to remember moments where everything felt infinite. My worries, my struggles, my fears all seem to dissipate and I am left there.A passive soul, sad but big eyes, and pigeon toed feet.I lived three lives in the past year.I was a martyr, th
All these materials glitter through my name,
This is why I never intended to seek any fame,
A labradorite of meaning always held my glory,
And I never used my connotation to create a story,
The girl who makes the stars explode
And the boy with a mountain for a soul
Oh to be the girl
Loved by both
Oh to be the girl
Me making sure everyone I lay eyes on are smiling because of me,
For it gives me a peace of mind that I changed someone's life,
even for 10 seconds,
for that person will forever remember those 10 seconds.
Those that find any sadness, I want to say, do not despair.Life is a beautiful thing if you let it be.Love of love and love of life will bring any life to Nirvana.
What the body needs
It needs to feed
It needs to feel
It needs to fail
Stuck on an island
Ain't no point in rioting
Because i'll have what I need
Some peace of mind
The first sip of coffee in the morning when you wake up
The butterflies in your stomach before your first date
Listening to your favorite song on full blast
As you dance around the room when no one is watching
There's an eerie emptiness when listening to a dead man sing
The music seems present
His voice is very much real
And the moment seems so current
He is dead
And gone
His home now burried deep in the soil
Listen insideMake all your feelings rhymeBare this heartand you tear right and wrong apart
Behind jealous eyesunloved souls cry;lie snared, awaitfor arid gardens to reciprocate
Hypnotic, neurotic venom of Nirvana-
You bloom like the petals within my veins.
As we sink to the ground; decomposing with an imperial clout...
Will we still seek to know our story?
