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xXIgnorance-Is-BlissxXI remember a time when fears were nothing but fears,
And nightmares were something you always woke up from.
I remember when my dreams had yet to be unfulfilled,
And my hopes still not smashed.
I remember a time when tears were spoiled,
And laughter was something built on innocence.
I remember when my problems were petty,
And my anger still unjust.
Knowledge may be a treasure,
But ignorance is still bliss.
For while ignorance is what makes the mind prejudiced,
Knowledge is the one responsible for turning it bitter.
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[Narration:]
"So potent was the star under which I was born
That I have done no one in the world has done
Nor can ever do"
Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum
All Saints Day, the taint of rain
Blood and mud and thunder all the same
To those who close their ranks to Gille's men
Bricqueville, Prelati and De Sille
Creatures of the dark creeping up and down the countryside
Brittle angels out to pasture once again
Torture garden rules of thumb apply
To sacred flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic this erotica
Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur
So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom
That the superstitions grew
Wise to the wolves that surprised their children
Gagged in sacks and dragged back to
Tiffauges
It's roads now home to a beautiful stranger
Lifting her veil
Spinning her lies
Tender eyes, never-ending danger
It grows
A rose that chose death for it's bedmuck
Prickles in wait
Thanking her spies
Trickling thighs her only hiccup
And though she walks the forest trails
She's far from innocent or frail
She leads them down the path where darkness dwells
That night is rife with celebration
The tower sings
Where so much foul illumination
Strikes a lighthouse for the things
That slither and slather at the border of the pentagram
Mid sour dreams
A beauty pageant for the gathering damned
Of slaughtered lambs and tortured screams
Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum
Torture garden rules of thumb apply
To sacred flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic this erotica
Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur
So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom
In this castle of loup-garou
When moonstruck veins, inflamed, deranged on
A parcel of victims now tied to
Tiffauges
Engorged on the hordes of the anorexic
Cherubim forced
Naked and blind
A holocaust mind designed their exit
A libertine so grim
Sometimes tore them limb from limb
Slitting their throats
Pissing on graves
Jesus saved but the devil made him
Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum
That ranting helped..
Crying, no less.
It was a terrible night.
There was nothing I could do to change that.
I went to bed around 5, woke up a 6,
And texted Ang, like I always do.
(She's likes to make sure I lived though the night)
That's when this day went to Hell.
Like everything is my ******** fault?!
Which, god forbid, It is!!
Big ******** shocker, that I have problems!
I'm getting to the point that I'm going to start
To not give a s**t about it.
Then, when she ends up killing herself,
It's not my fault,
like james's was.
Why can't I just be normal?!
And have normal ******** friends?!
But no, My friends have to threaten suicide over self injury..
It's not like its that big of a deal..
I haven't got the will to keep this up.
My mom said that me killing myself would se selfish.
But you know, leaving her little girls for five ******** years with a child molester
was selfish too, mother.
******** my life.
Like it matters anymore?
I don't see that many reasons to be living this life
Like I am anymore.
Who knows, Maybe I'll get locked up again.
The 5th is my 1 year stay out of inpaitent.
******** Ryah!
You haven't gotten better at all!
You've gotten worse it anything!!
I can just hide it better.
I don't know how much longer I can take this...
I only hope if I can't take it,
I can actually take it all the way this time,
and not half way.
Whatever though.
Just ranting to make me feel better...
Torn by your insights, ripped apart by reality
If I had only know
I'd never hear your voice again
I'd memorize each thing you ever said
And all those lonely nights
I could think of them once more
And keep your words alive inside my head
If I had only known
I'd never hear your voice again
But always live for today...
Cause you never know what
tomorrow can bring,
Or what it can take away...
if only a couple of days ago
you told me everyone could fly..