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She reads to me by the 
soft glow of candlelight 
speaking of angels and demons
Instilled at such an early age
with these gifts of fright
all these divine gifts of reason
I lie awake as the ghost 
it still walks through the halls,
and it moves all around me
Echoing warnings 
burned into me as a child
that the sinner will pay with his life
Sheltered in filth
the windows they all bleed black
to hide such dementia
Inside of my mind 
or the mind that I seem to lack
no one pays close attention
I lie awake and I think of the simpler times 
before insanity found me
With a desire to unearth the dead in the night 
making me feel so alive
And now a part of me feels complete 
when I butcher these bodies
Trophies of skin they fall at my feet
all decaying and rotting
Sick pleasures fulfilled to me every time 
I bring home a new slave
Mother said lost souls should all be saved
except from a madman and his empty graves
Screams to me by the top of her lungs in my dreams
like I'm no more than a devil
As this hatred grows I sorely feel a need
that starts here with my shovel
Prying open the lid I can still see her face 
etched in my eyes here forever
I'll take you to my depths, and there I will desecrate
it's got to be now or be never
And now a part of me feels complete, 
when I butcher these bodies
Trophies of skin they fall at my feet
all decaying and rotting
Sick pleasures fulfilled to me every time
I bring home a new slave
Mother said lost souls should all be saved
except from a madman and his empty graves
It's got to be now, now or never
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"I chose an eternity of this
Like falling angels
The world disappeared
Laughing into the fire
Is it always like this?"













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I tell you everything
And I hope that you won't tell on me
And I'd give you anything
And I know that you won't tell on me
Pee-girl gets the belt
It only makes me cry
And all your milk is sour
And I can only cry
And I can only cower
And I can only cry
You have all the power
I've got a blister from
Touching everything I see
The abyss opens up
It steals everything from me
Pee-girl gets the belt
The old milk makes me mind
Your milk is so sick
Your milk has a dye
Your milk is so sick
Your milk has a dick
Burn the witch, the witch is dead
Burn the witch, burn the witch
Just bring me back her head
Pee-girl gets the belt
The old milk makes me mind
Your milk is so mean
Your milk turns to mine
Your milk turns to cream
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Once there was boy who had vibrant glow
but as it goes, someone took it from him.
One day through the rain I heard him meekly moan,
he said
"Will you wrap your arms around me,
as I'm falling?"

Remember when we were all so beautiful?
Never Again
But since then we've lost our glow.

They said it hurt their eyes but he would never know,
that they were filled with regret as their own dissipated.
He said,
"I now feel more desperately alone
even though they wrapped their arms around me,
as I'd fallen."



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""Miss Demeanor"- a mistake,
A "Miss Hap"
Oh, I implore you
It's no Miss-tery I don't wanna know you
But Miss America, I can't ignore you!

You can't wipe out all our progress
With your little cotton ball
Slice and dice your face to perfection
Slip up a word and down you fall

Teeth are caped and lip-o-sucked
Hair is set and nose is contoured
Tummy's tucked and boobs are lifted
Uncross your legs your pantyhose shifted

Am I smiling enough?
Am I smiling too much?
Am I tucked in and buckled
Do my tits touch?
Hi how are you?
How high are you?
Less teeth and more tits
It's never enough

You'll never be good enough!

You got less teeth and more tits
What a bunch of hypocrites
Trying to change the world
Bonded tooth smile
Traveled so many miles
How you gonna change the world?

Yeah, I wanna see something else
Yeah, I wanna see something else!

You put the extra in ordinary
You add the minus to the plus size
You put the blues into my brown eyes
You put the turd into Saturday

You can't wipe out all our progress
With your little cotton ball
Slice and dice your ass to perfection
Slip up a word and down you fall

Am I smiling enough?
Am I smiling too much?
Am I tucked in and buckled
Do my tits touch?
Hi how are you?
How high are you?
Less teeth and more tits
It's never enough

You'll never be good enough!

You got less teeth and more tits
What a bunch of hypocrites
Trying to change the world
Bonded tooth smile
Traveled so many miles
What you gonna do now?

Something different and meaningful
That makes that smile not seem so evil
When that crown falls off your head
Will you still feel better off dead, girl?

I wanna see something else
Why won't you show me something else?
I want so much to see something else
Why won't you show me something else?"
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"Don't deny that sick feeling in your stomach
you can't run from it
Let it guide you into high view
then move beyond the summit
From peeks to valleys
speed through alleys
If it's done quick
you'll have time to find the caves
where days are never sunlit

Discover scriptures made
by a society of blind men
who suggest the best directions
where you most likely will find them
Dead set on checkmates
Embracing a chess set
When bedspreads get wet
they're left with the scent of death threats

In 7 seconds I'll become undone
I'm breaking through
If you're around by the time I reach number one
I'm taking you
You're not the traveling type?
Then hide your baggage better
Before you die a normal death
and write the average letter
about your internal furnace
and how life's a sexually transmitted disease
that you contracted through her kiss

When a boy writes off the world
it's done with sloppy misspelled words
if a girl writes off the world
it's done in cursive

I'm searching for a cure
This is a sickness
Can you hear me, love?

I kick the dirt for what it's worth
listening to the birds chirp
the same cryptic speech
the breeze speaks
and sea repeats
Recognizing the cycles
with every passing day
Writing full demands in the sand
'til the crashing waves wash it away

I watch what I say now but I hate it
Trying to make my mark
afraid of the dark nature of vague statements
that plague vacant parking lots
where shopping carts go uncollected
That sick feeling in my stomach
starts to leave my heart and soul infected

I won't accept it
Do my best to reject patterns 'til it hurts
Every second making bad turns for the worse
She's getting further away
I can feel it in the way my bones ache
The ocean sealed it's lips
now the waves won't break
The secrets it won't say
has got us trying to break codes in churches
and lately I've been hating its soul purpose

When a boy writes off the world
it's done with sloppy misspelled words
If a girl writes off the world
it's done in cursive

I'm searching for a cure
This is a sickness
Can you hear me, love?

Now I look for air pockets to pick
Walk with a stick
Start picking locks with it
Opening up heart-shaped lockets with little arguments
Tawdry trinkets start to split and contradict
those who say one thing but think the opposite

I bit the dust
Tongue kissing documents in a smoke stack
Faith is harder to swallow than pride
turning our throats black
I want my home back
I know that's not an available option
It's the way that I'm walking
in between a cradle and coffin
that just makes me pace myself.
If half the battle's done right
the other half won't take my health
while jacking my shadow's sunlight
to crack it open and find
the space between my breaths are desolate
Life is just a lie with an "f" in it
and death is definite
But after I scratched the surface
I never saw the calm before the storm act so nervous

When a boy writes off the world
it's done with sloppy misspelled words
If a girl writes off the world
it's done in cursive

I'm searching for her
Can you hear me, love?"
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Had a dream last night that I was helping out on a movie set.  I had just showed up kinda last minute at the request of a friend, 'cause they needed more people, and it's usually a good time, when you have time for it, 'cause it takes forever.  Everything was good, I saw people I hadn't seen in a while.  No one really seemed to know what the movie was about though. 

Next thing I knew, it was 110% awkward because the movie was either a porno, or they were filming a totally raunchy sex scene.  We were all uncomfortable and kinda freaked out.  After that, I didn't actually go back on the filming set, I just started doing stuff in other areas, so I didn't actually see any more of the filming.  At one point I was doing some stuff for the costume / FX / wardrobe departments.  They had me following actors and extras around making them sign some stuff.  Most of these people were dressed up as various mutants and looked like The Elephant Man and stuff, so I dunno what the hell kinda movie it was shaping up to be.  Either a really bad horror movie, or the best porno ever.

There was a lot of drama at some point over some dude trying to either steal something, or really being an actual mutant of some kind.  Not sure which. 
The dream was really long and involved, but I can't remember anything else besides the occasional impression or image.
___

Went to Jack-in-the-Box this morning.  I ordered a sandwich thing cause it looked fairly simple (turkey) and not deep fried or loaded with goo.  Didn't order anything else.  Pulled up to the window, and the dude hands me an extra large soda.  I think it was meant for the folks behind me.  I almost said something, then I remembered all the times I've been through a JitB drive-thru only to get home and be missing some fries, or a sandwich, or tacos / eggrolls / whatever.  Been ripped off so many times at drive throughs that I just took the GD soda (I don't usually even drink soda) with a smirk.  Ended up with a huge... I *think* it's a diet coke?  Maybe pepsi?  Honestly not sure what the difference is between those, since they're both disgusting (the real ones too, not just the diet ones).  But I feel like a winner, and that's the important part.
___

Cultural Exchange Program:




















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Had a dream last night that I was helping out on a movie set.  I had just showed up kinda last minute at the request of a friend, 'cause they needed more people, and it's usually a good time, when you have time for it, 'cause it takes forever.  Everything was good, I saw people I hadn't seen in a while.  No one really seemed to know what the movie was about though. 

Next thing I knew, it was 110% awkward because the movie was either a porno, or they were filming a totally raunchy sex scene.  We were all uncomfortable and kinda freaked out.  After that, I didn't actually go back on the filming set, I just started doing stuff in other areas, so I didn't actually see any more of the filming.  At one point I was doing some stuff for the costume / FX / wardrobe departments.  They had me following actors and extras around making them sign some stuff.  Most of these people were dressed up as various mutants and looked like The Elephant Man and stuff, so I dunno what the hell kinda movie it was shaping up to be.  Either a really bad horror movie, or the best porno ever.

There was a lot of drama at some point over some dude trying to either steal something, or really being an actual mutant of some kind.  Not sure which. 
The dream was really long and involved, but I can't remember anything else besides the occasional impression or image.
___

Went to Jack-in-the-Box this morning.  I ordered a sandwich thing cause it looked fairly simple (turkey) and not deep fried or loaded with goo.  Didn't order anything else.  Pulled up to the window, and the dude hands me an extra large soda.  I think it was meant for the folks behind me.  I almost said something, then I remembered all the times I've been through a JitB drive-thru only to get home and be missing some fries, or a sandwich, or tacos / eggrolls / whatever.  Been ripped off so many times at drive throughs that I just took the GD soda (I don't usually even drink soda) with a smirk.  Ended up with a huge... I *think* it's a diet coke?  Maybe pepsi?  Honestly not sure what the difference is between those, since they're both disgusting (the real ones too, not just the diet ones).  But I feel like a winner, and that's the important part.
___

Cultural Exchange Program:




















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Hard to believe that this album is 22 years old now.
Still amazing.



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Hard to believe that this album is 22 years old now.
Still amazing.



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Today we have an entry very near & dear to my heart, because this is my favourite band.




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Today we have an entry very near & dear to my heart, because this is my favourite band.




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