LungHush

Poem 1:Split personalities
I have three parts, each that make me whole…
each part growing, like the little chicken foal…
My Friendly sides name is witness.
He cannot fight, he is somewhat holy, and can only bless.
his words are of glee, and shining penatence…
but he is not, the strongest part of me…

I have three sectors, to the name Derek Fayl.
Each diffrent from the last, each one knowing how its Frail…
My protector is LungHush, his name just might seem mad.
He is my philosipher, and he is immune to feeling sad.
His words will stong your heart and hush your air,
with his verbal strength, he will let you know how much he chose to care…

The darkest part of what i am, is one angery part of me.
My attacker, my assassin, with reason he’s named Travesty…
he comes off remorseless, A soul that never can be tamed!
never by his own, but his clothes, are always blood stained!
And if you even Try, to make him ease up with laughter…
He’ll just feel less regrets, as he kills you faster…

Poem2:Cruel Design
i am a romantic
designed to devastate
what i wish to carry on,
i inadvertently decimate
i am an empath,
made to find frailty
lost inplace with my design
ruining serenity…
i am a phlosipher
putting power behind each verse
with all of this colliding
being my everlasting curse
there are poeple out there
needing to make friends
i hope that they avoid me
or i’ll remind them of what anguish sends…
if you cannot figure out,
why it is WRONG that this is mine,
sit back and i’ll explain to you,
about my cruel design…

my bleeding heart has several wounds,
cousing haunting yells
FORCING chilling cries
pacing within me,
all thats shatters is my shell
as another friendship dies
my lungs breath the air of a slayer
of relationships and lives…
and my words make me HATE myself
for the affliction they entice…
my thoughts alone
fuel how i kill
as i watch everyone run from me
cradeling there emotional bloodspills
on its own my stride
can raize a life
as i aggressively hunt for prey
with my serraded verbal knife…

but this is not the worst of me
my design is deeper
so far all this pain is verbal suffering

im worse when acting arbatraraly
my design is so much darker
when i lash out physicly

my hands, are not symbolic, for love.
i find joy, in crushing mourning dove.
i break, destroy, devastate.
i inflict dissassemble, uncreate,
and it hurts more, each time i maime..
hurting me more, with each life i claim..
stalk target, eviscerate
shedding my tears as i humilliate.
shedding their blood as i eliminate.
crying out, as i erase,
unlike others… i have no place.
stealthful slash assassinate.
now do you see!?
is it now known!?
in the garden you are standing in
only travesty has grown!
my eyes scan you,
and what there telling me…
is that your simple, fragile, and weak…
this makes me need to cause you agony…
i am a romantic,
designed to devastate,
i wish nothing to carry on,
that way i dont obliterate.
i am an empath
and should NOT find frailties,
i should see emotions,
not corruption in everything!
i am a philosipher,
the intellegence thrashes my mind…
wiping me from existsance
making me… like the emotions i cant find.
i am full disruption, designed to seal fate.
cut, chill, lacerate,
swipe bash, annhilate
and murder till my end.
so save yourself desapair,
or i will break you.
either way… im to dark to care…
so if you wish to keep your heartbeart
and dont want your life to end…
then i give you one chance now,
to GET THE HELL AWAY ME MY FRIEND!
one day i’ll be delivered,
right into my fate,
at the end of my, unstable path,
when im allowed to fade…
and im the source of vengance,
on my writhing trail
for reasons unkown to me
i force everything to fail…
since your your not afraid to walk with me
i’ll let you keep your breathing,
and let you feel your pulse,
before crushing you with subtlety.
on second thought… no…
i hate pain, and it hurts to have to let it go!
i watch you exanginate,
im exilerated by the blood’s flow.
and if one day i can change…
i only hope, that i, will never know…

Poem 3 Loss

I miss the people that were there.
i miss the times that we all shared.
i miss the memories of us before.
and i wish they had not been ripped and torn…

My only true friends that i still need,
knowing its real!…never greed…
i know good things must come to end,
for thats the warning i did not heed
now all thats left is darkness,
these are the shadows, i refuse to feed…

the last time i saw them,
i saw thier soundless cry.
and then teh gloomy rain,
it made our sorrows amplify.
i just wish our time could live!
and that i never let our memory die!!!

so i fight remorcelessly,
though i know i cannot win!
its a solumn hope i have,
to wish our paths could cross again…
……………………………………………………
i wish the memories of us before,
were still alive, not ripped or torn.
i miss all we came to share.
i miss our times, replaced by burdens to bare…
and now i dearly miss my friends!!!…..
the people that were there…

Poem 4

I feel something in my mind, that i have never felt before.
I have this emotion in my heart, that i once thought died when born.
This feeling of Tranquility, Emotions of my harmony…
Things that i thought no longer could exist, through out this worlds agony…
My sister is now close to me. i have lessons learned.
i have new friends that came to me, and its been a while since i was burned.
i have writen a thousand words, each poem with a heart stopping line.
Breath taking, gut wrenching, Mind enveloping in with time…
I always have a lesson, that i wish to teach.
Because i know i have learned, about my afflictive reach…
I feel something in my mind, that was not here before.
i feel emotions in my heart, am i worth healing for?…

Poem 5
To the unruly religious ones

There are billions of people on this planet i call home.
Earth is a fountain where we all share missery and pain.
people harbinge suffering, and tormenting ways.
and they all fall asleep, at the end of there day.
so i am the shunned naucternal, i live in the night.
your sunshine brings out LIES!, ones im not unwilling to FIGHT!
My nights bring serenity, and Tranquil peace of mind!
look around in my domain, untarnished by your time!
You Say that im the bad guy, you scream to your heavens to smite me!
im the sender of real penatance, for you cannot cast the first stone, fake mercy!
I would not be surprised if your heavens swallowed you in whole!
WHY do you hate me for my believes!? why is condemning me as your ally your last goal!

I would not press your luck!
I am quick to breath!
Dont outlast my Presence with your SHAME!
i will NOT, be sent, to death… the thoughts you now concieve!
i will NOT, BE SENT TO DEATH!
I WILL NOT BE SENT TO DEATH!!

I wont be the one to cry on your next solumn night!
You LIE AND decide to kill what you hate, when IM THE ONE to set things right!
I will look down on YOU and YOU can bleed for ME!
i might live in shadows but YOU live with solumnity!
i acknowledge darkness, you send it to hell!
Come i DARE YOU to MY domain, LEAVE YOUR HOLY SHELL!!
Spritz me with you water, Squeeze me with your Grasp!
but i warn you im enraged…you will suffer for my past…

There are a billion people, on this planet i deem home.
So why am i foresaken, as i allow whole human nature here to grow?…