MF's Poetry Section

Love Has Fallen

When the darkness falls
And everything goes dim,
I see this place so twisted
And upturned in hate,

As time began to blur,
It was a startling site
To know that you have heard me
With a new reason to hate me,

Such a distance between us
With no hope of connecting together
With our fates twisting and turning
Like the fallen hero of battle,

With the ashes falling all around me,
I clasp the cold heart in my hands,
Metal all so cold like my soul,
All alone to live in fear,

There was nothing around me
Except the memories that I abandoned,
Creeping towards me
Wanting to belong back into my mind,

You’re all I care for now,
Someone that I cannot have but protect
And someone that would watch till my death,
Or that is what I had thought,

Now forever more shall I be alone
With you staring down,
Your tragedy filled smile
Cutting me down,

Forever more shall I be alone,
A soul lost in the moon of midnight,
But don’t give me any pity,
I’m going to prevail over this troubled times,

So no more shall I be lost,
No more shall I hold what is cold
Or wish I was like everyone else,
Because I’m going to prevail,

Your smile of evil shall be destroyed,
Your confidence to shatter me shall be destroyed,
And all that you worked to hurt me
With fall to the floor and wither away…

Now here we goooooooooo!

She said that this was a lonely valentine
An now she’s left and I’m alone,
A single bloody tear falling down my face
And angels falling around me,

AND NOW THERE’S NOTHING LEFT AROUND ME,
No one alive left around me,
NO ONE LEFT TO BREATHE THIS AAAIIR,
Nobody left to hold mee,

A single tear in the love,
A single swipe of a perfect Valentine,
Ruining us in without a new divine love,
NOW GIVE ME HATE AND LEAVE,

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(Now give me thunder,
Give me the darkness
Full of black clouds
And soiled hearts,

Now give me reasons
To remember a past love,
Give me reasons,
Reasons not to die,

Something I didn’t deserve,
Something I can’t stand to watch,
Staring at the empty wall
Standing as a fallen hero…)

NOW GIVE ME FALL,
GIVE ME ALL YOUR HATE,
Crossing this old divide,
Staring at the blood soaked clothe,

Cross a false divide,
A false love and Valentine,
No more reasons,
No more trust,

Just death and hate,
A reason not to stand tall
But hide in the darkest of shadows,
To devour the past love…

Bloody Lies


With blood shot eyes,
I hear her breathing slowly
With my blood sliding down my hands,
Her breathe growing way too dimly,

I’M ALWAYS F****** UP,
I’M ALWAYS ALL ALONE,
TAKING WRONG TURNS
AND SLICING OUR LOVE,

Would she kill me
If she weren’t already dying?
Would she hold me
If I had clung and never let go?

A last breathe
And I’m choking with fear,
A severed head pictured in my head,
With a mirror with a blood smear,

Now,
A guilt in the back of my soul,
The blood is falling down
And crashing around the rose,

Wrongly justified in the name of a lord,
The blood is running through my veins
As I try to sever them from my sins,
Trying to schism them from my reality,

The moment’s died,
It’s grown silent as I stare down
Bloody tears running down my face,
And now I’m dead inside,

The rasping for life is over,
The rest has done it’s horrible course
And I’m all alone and dying
From the inside…

A War Rant

Let me fall in the pool of fate
Let me die in the simple hate
Forever more with our incisions
In our trust you make my decisions, (x2)

Rush the faggots with our hated words
You let the words smear across our walls
Smiling with a evil twist on your f****** face
You disgust me as you push the weak around,

Peace is being thrown across the tables at the lords
Causing the soldiers to walk around in vests and arms
Oh ho, we are under attack by terrorist words
And our soldiers are up to the task fighting with their arms,

A war rant,
An invitation to watch the bombs rip the fields up with no harmony,
With the pops and bang bangs of the weapons making the symphony,
We can’t afford to be neutral despite our words of supposed harmony,

War is staring at you in the face, (hiding in darknessssssssssssss…)
With our children avenging our disgrace we can pace the rooms
Or we could hide in the closet and claim that we don’t have ‘shrooms,
Which is a lie since war is supported by drug money caused by dealers,

A war rant,
An invitation to watch the bombs rip the fields up with no harmony,
With the pops and bang bangs of the weapons making the symphony,
We can’t afford to be neutral despite our words of supposed harmony… (fades)

Everything Ends

Behind our deep regrets
Are the burned secrets
That we have known
Shall be re-owned,

Inside our heart
Is the deepest of our thought
Which clouds up as we part
With all the lies we were caught,

In a trap eternally wrought
I could have fought
But now I’m left to rot
in the son that is entirely hot,

Without a break hair
Without a care
Burning in the hot air
As if you would dare
Me to die in despair

With my hearty despair
Or the vain desire for baking air
I have no care
For it’s our memories that are to spare,

Driving off all that is fair
and that could work
With the sigh of our repair
Of a relationship gone berserk,

All of that is off the edge
In the current of hate
Which reminds me of the hedge
That blocks us from the debate,


Without a break hair
Without a care
Burning in the hot air
As if you would dare
Me to die in despair… (Fade)

Everything You Are

I’m sick of not having feelings or emotions
So very sick of all our commotions
Which all end in the explosions
That end with the ground’s erosions,

With all of their clattering and banging
Tones out the screams of the soon to be hanging
You use your knife to make clanging
Noises in which leave me deaf,

May I let the sun set for you
And let the endless summer start for you
I will let everything go for you
So you don’t have to go and coo,

I say that there is truth in your lies
Yet I can’t give up on my cries
Knowing that you have spies
Watching everyone that dies,

Oh you say that you have regrets
With all your little rejects
That you keep hidden in your secrets
And now you’ve made me deject,

Join me on my global test
On who to find the best
And let us leave what’s left
To lie in the rubble and rest,

I say that there is truth in your lies
Yet I can’t give up on my cries
Knowing that you have spies
Watching everyone that dies, (x2)

I hate when you claim know something
When you end up knowing NOTHING
And you laugh at me when I forget something
Yet you have absolutely nothing,

With the paper being blown in the wind
Everything gets too grim
With our past flying by in the wind
Their past life gets very grim,

I say that there is truth in your lies
Yet I can’t give up on my cries
Knowing that you have spies
Watching everyone that dies… (Fading)

Fascist Fashion

As I watch the midnight moon,
I can hear the faint sound of monsoons,
Maybe my voice can be heard soon
But we may not know of the rune,

Your heart burns with our compassion,
Your fascist fashion,
Fighting to the end in our forgotten passion,
And I despise your fascist fashion,

And I hear you in my ears
As deaf as a political man,
And I see the outer gears,
You’re about to hurt Anne,

You believe a kettle drum is in order,
But you care not for the hoarder,
And within you a fallen rise,
And I cleanse my room of your lies,

Your heart burns with our compassion,
Your fascist fashion,
Fighting to the end in our forgotten passion,
And I despise your fascist fashion, (x2)

You believe that I am almighty,
And you’re the only to resist,
I am the spirit of the mighty,
And you’re the resistance,

I am the defense,
And I love the fence,
But I do not like the love
In the pure white dove,

Your heart burns with our compassion,
Your fascist fashion,
Fighting to the end in our forgotten passion,
And I despise your fascist fashion (x2)…

Imagination is A Killer

I am searing with the pains of broken sins,
I have not seen yet the fate or next of kin
For I have been gone for far too long,
Somewhere that I don’t belong,

Protection taking over with a breathe of fantasy,
Imagination of a whole different degree
Under the image of a fan’s disease
With life under a hidden crease,

With dead memories in my name…
Dead fingers crossing my shame…
With dead memories in my name…
Dead fingers crossing my shame…

You have to know your own uses
You have to stiffen your own pride,
And don’t listen to the rest; I’m untamed,
And you can’t kill me; you’re unnamed,

I’m just so f**king accidental,
I’m just a martyr that’s suicidal
And an angel that’s homicidal,
Yet I’m non of the above,

So show me your childish arrogance,
And what about that leprosy lie?
So much lies, too much hypocrisy,
It should go six feet under,

With dead memories in my name…
Dead fingers crossing my shame…
With dead memories in my name…
Dead fingers crossing my shame… (x2)

(Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha,)

You’ll never kill the beast inside,
You’ll never destroy what’s outside,
Bear what you’ve got on the side
With nothing else but suicide…

Never Let Me Fall


Sometimes our conclusions aren’t great
Often filled with torture and hate
And you’ve always been the one to grate
Causing me to close my ears and wait,

With all your screaming and whining
I’ve been watching and crying
Writhing in pain until I stop and die
And yet you keep up your lie,

You make me fall to the floor
Keeping me away from the door
Inside my very core
I’m burning with the poor,

Yet it’s so easy to run
To never turn
Running away from my very home
To somewhere where I’m not welcome,

With all of my helplessness inside
And yet I’ve got more in the inside
Than I would on the outside
So please hear me out on the side,

I can’t feel the way I did before
With you and that lazy horse
I’m still running that course
I still can’t feel the way I did before,

You make me fall to the floor
Keeping me away from the door
Inside my very core
I’m burning with the poor, (X2)

Congratulations
You are now my ultimate fear
And I do not want to be here
And I wish to not hear
You as you were near,

You make me fall to the floor
Keeping me away from the door
Inside my very core
I’m burning with the poor… (fading)

Sighing of the Sun

I don’t know how I got this way,
But I despise it
And under the doorstep I decay
And my I sit and wait,

And I lay with deep regret
I am sifting through the past
And I may be able to forget,
I’ll be able to throw all away,

You told me not to break,
And yet you were encouraging me
So I have may have been weak
And doom I now shall wreak,

Blood sweating through tears
Unfortunately may I have been foolish,
My life draining beyond crystal years
And a half full bottle of gears,

A year left of misery,
A sigh of despair,
I have much in the treasury
A price for repair,

I have been forced to watch the falling moon,
And to hear the squeal of the coming monsoon
And upon the final loon
Shall be the end of our fierce rule,

A year left of misery,
A sigh of despair,
I have much in the treasury
A price for repair…

Single Moon

These battles you always choose
End with me to lose
Already I felt like I’ve needed the noose
To show those who isn’t loose,

You have caused me to fall
Deep into the endless hall
Where a single hole
Is in the middle of my skull,

I’ve fallen yet can’t give up
I’ve been crying yet can’t give up
Screaming at nothing but can’t give up
And on the final day I’ve given up

On the pages of the burned book
A picture of his prized hook
And written in blood;
“Forever more on the fallen look”

With this nearly completed exploration
Is the truth behind burned extermination
And the sweat from our determination
But I’ve been crushed under your domination

I’ve fallen yet can’t give up
I’ve been crying yet can’t give up
Screaming at nothing but can’t give up
And on the final day I’ve given up (x2)

So please let go of my hand
Let me sift through the sand
Wouldn’t life be grand
If I had been able to stand?

Sweet Night Labor

Within our Self-Righteous calls
Lays the care takers of the forgotten halls
And in the cracking walls
Is the caterwauling of forgotten souls,

With the ladies and gentlemen chattering
You can hear the rain pattering
Beyond the windows is the clattering
And the men have many lacerations,

It’s the Last Day’s Countdown
With the million dollar showdown,
A whole loot of million dollars/
It’ll have you begging for more callers,

And yet you say you’ve won
But yet you don’t have that one
Which I seek is under the gun
So leave me alone son,

With you going around screaming;
“Sweet night labor!”
I’m going around asking for a gleaming;
“Sweet night labor!”

Oh our sweet revenge
Will never get to the final stage
With your deep rampage
Is the final end of the cage,

Oh yeah with all the banging
Hell yeah with our regrets
Screaming with the hanging
And swearing at the rejects,

With you going around screaming;
“Sweet night labor!”
I’m going around asking for a gleaming;
“Sweet night labor!” (x2)

When We Fly?

Why do you make me stoop so low
Making me look so impersonal
Yet you don’t look so irrational
You’re about to make this mess national,

Oh with your dead profanity
Is lost in collateral sanity
With a bit of my calamity
Could end the start of Humanity,

When we start to fly
Do we always die?
Or are we in a repeating lie
Which leaves me to cry?

And they are all hoards
With our words so coarse
Which has us running the course
In the edges of the forgotten swords,

Always forgotten in the collateral
Damage which is completely lateral
On which side we shatter
With our insane chatter,

When we start to fly
Do we always die?
Or are we in a repeating lie
Which leaves me to cry? (x2)

With all the death we wreak
We don’t spare the weak
You attempt to sneak
Away as we cross the bloody creek,

When we start to fly
Do we always die?
Or are we in a repeating lie
Which leaves me to cry? (fades)

*eyes bug out*

Lol, that's some nice poetry you have there! I love them all, but the last is my favorite!

Haha, thanks. ^.^

Sickness


Where is this sickness,
It’s so dry and cold,
It’s like I’ve been told to watch,
A desert of f***** hate,

Where is the cover now,
Where are your reasons now?
I believe that they’re gone,
Now all worn out,

My throat is completely dry
Yet I can still keep the hate alive,
There’s nothing left but affliction,
Hate seeping into all their wounds,

Shun out all the rest,
Shun out all the s****,
Shun out the losers,
Shun out all the politics,

This is our sickness,
The council of suffering,
They shall not let you pass
Without a proper indecision,

Watch with the insertions,
Watch everything strive then die,
Watch everything around me fall,
Watch me fall from the top to the ground,

This is a brutal sickness,
I have yet to find myself alive,
So guide me my lord,
Help me from this sickness,

Please, I beg of all you,
Please show me this world of peace
So we all shall strive to the top,
Let me plant the flag of our adore,

Where are all my reasons now?
They are all in the devotion of love,
They are all fighting our sickness,
Where we won’t be devoured into the abyss,

Stare into the abyss,
Stare into the abyss,
Stare into the abyss,
Stare into the abyss,

Hold my hand as we fall to the ground,
Rejects of the rising sickness,
Unknowing of any wrongs that have occurred,
Forever more faithful to the rights…

A War Story

This world is too worthless,
Everything around me is so cold
With everyone staring so deathly,
A mirror in front of one and all,

And all I wanted was something peaceful,
But received something just so dark,
So evil yet just so beautiful,
Now I have the world against me,

Now with all my empty parts,
I watch the prosthetic limbs fly by,
Without a little regret
I can see my future pass before me,

And we all leave for a better cause,
warriors in a desert camouflage,
Puppets of a horrible cause,
Whipping our rifles at the innocent,

Explosions and flying limbs I see,
Ripping at my sanity and staining elder years,
I have to watch in horror as we die
To wake in the hospital blind and deaf…

…Now.
Why are we all being killed?
Why are we the enemies of a nation?
Why are we the ones to die for one?

With nothing more than a will to keep me alive,
I am to hold my rifle to my chest,
Whispering to my dying buddy,
Blood running down my hands and on his wounds,

Oh,
With so much misery and hate,
I am to stare at the walls of the holder,
Face to a camera
As I’m defaced to the enemy public,

And we all leave for a better cause,
warriors in a desert camouflage,
Puppets of a horrible cause,
Whipping our rifles at the innocent (x2),

Everywhere I turn,
Everywhere I stare I can see them all,
The ghosts of the dead forever more to haunt me,
Staining my elder years…

WE ARE UNNAMED

All my heroes are dead -
They all died in my head,
I am left with cramps and my eyes turned red -
Is this all that I can dread?
My life is destroyed and my family is deployed,
How many times have I rehearsed,
How many times have I sighed and dispersed?
Can I not be conversed?
Today follows the chaotic fatality -
Today is when I have faced calamity,
Fighting off the forces that shatter reality,
I shall never be held with Liability,
I cut my arms to watch myself bleed -
It’s not healthy but it just feels so good,
Don’t let me follow but take the lead -
My senses are no longer Shrewd,
Face a factor in which is not real,
It’s all that we can do -
I sometimes just feel like I’m so surreal,
Do you feel this way too?
I can see it all now,
I can feel the way you watch over me,
You stare and you wish me dead,
I’ll take you out - I swear, I care,

Today follows the chaotic fatality -
Today is when I have faced calamity,
Fighting off the forces that shatter reality,
I shall never be held with Liability.