5 Fingers and Palm- by: unknown forgotten

My hand
Packed full of blood
It's cooling to freezing temperatures
Yet I stare at it as it was an ornimate

My hand
Packed full of blood
Boiling to extreme temperatures
Right along with my left one

My hand
Packed full of blood
Numb and sensless
I've been sleeping on my arm wrong

My hand
Packed full of blood
Numb and senseless
I'm dieing
I will be no more

CTRLALTDELETE- by: unknown forgotten

The withering catastrophe of a cocoon that shrivels up without a butterfly
Also compared to a snail stepped on unknown, with destruction denied
The blood of fellow men you fight to maintain
The blood of men unknown you strive to take
Just because strangers aren't family
Just because you've never sat and had coffee
Just because you never passed by each other
Means you can blatantly slaughter one another.

Gray Aria- by: unknown forgotten

I stand before the counsel
They want to trade my heavy lungs for un-forged steel
I'm gasping air, begging for forgiveness
Yet the harps don't sing near
Rather the harpoons are loaded ready to dive into my flesh
The rusty spears loaded I expect only the worst

The vote is taken and I am not worth it
So is the demise,
When 100 years later I will be Canonized
Declared a Saint for my efforts only then realized

Drink the blood off my sacrificial stone,
But it will only make you ill
The doctors, oh so many, will proclaim I shouldn't have died

I'm no Jesus, I pray I am not
Yet devout souls, all but lost, will cry at my loss
Shame be to them
So tender yet so wrong

My life ended
For no other reason but God's.

Vengeance Shoes- by: unknown forgotten

And after the after effects of the afterburner
That one pilot light that simmers deep down in my heart
Has wicked so many explosions I must say
"How glorious is life,
And living with a ghost."
Those big wheels that keep on turning
Too wide to fall over independently
Rolling down maintained dirt roads
Splashing gravel to the ditch beside the road
Digging deep into my body which rests lifeless below
I will taste the food you taste, metaphysically
Or die dead trying
Crimson shores of dead fish flooding the shore
Rubbing and rashing my naked skin
What a ditch, what a ditch to be left in

I woke up the morning after
Fingers numb and frozen over
They later were removed
I crawled to the road mosquito bitten
I asked for assistance by a passerby'r
And to hell with it, they stole my overcoat

Everyone will see the wrath of my comeback
When I put on my vengeance shoes
Tomorrow after my sight has come back
I will put on my vengeance shoes

When I get lost
I go back to what I know