Puzzle

If life were a puzzle
and made up of pieces
mine would be bent
and full of creases
1 would be hope
3 would be dreams
6 would be faith
though it's not what it seems
5 would be trust
2 would be crying
8 are desire
7 are lying
9 would be fights
10 would be hate
3 would be fear
that I'm second-rate
1 self-esteem
4 would be art
12 are the people
that pull me apart
14 are my girl
9 are depression
some are all black
some are confession
the rest is all pain
the hurt I've recieved
the many times
I've been decieved
tricked trapped
hit and abused
every day
I've been misused
my life in pieces
missing and broke
think of my past
and I start to choke
nothing to do
nowhere to go
under a cloud
covered in snow
healing all this
does it make you proud
would you rush to build it
show it to a crowd
I didn't think so
it's not what you'd like
knowing my pain
would you make this hike
this is not just a puzzle
someone would put together
it shows you just why
I'm under the weather.
                      - Corruption's Blood

Unknown

Have you ever had that feeling
where something inside of you dies
the pain rushes in
from everybody's lies
I know that quite well
when I feel my heart break
the joy disappears
and I feel me start to shake
I guess it's not gone
the anger that I burned
I just hid it away
something that I learned
I was made to bear this
all pain and misery
fueled by hate
trapped in slavery
make him laugh
or make her moan
emptiness is so much worse
cause every day its grown
getting tired of all this
people wonder why I'm so twisted
but that's cause unlike all you
the good in my life ain't listed
so I'm running out of time
tired of what I got
piss off everyone
praying I get shot
ain't worried no more
nothing left that's right
want to release what's inside
induce my form of night
tired of the underdog
time I fought back
 no more pain from earth
I go on the attack
turn to what I was
a soldier like none other
no hope no pain just hate
gave up on my mother
failed by my family
as I failed them too
long with all my friends
like old worn out glue
can't hold on no more
I let the hate consume
so let me be a monster
or push me to my doom.
                      - Corruption's Blood

My Drawing

If I were to draw
the pain you put me through
this is exactly
what I would go and do
I'd probably start with a man
as happy as can be
this would represent
someone who was like me
next I draw a tiny cut
from him falling down
turning his smile half a circle
into a tiny frown
then I'd draw him getting hit
beaten up and bruised
and make it look real bad
to show how he has been misused
next I'd draw his legs
ripped off along with his arm
all of this happening
purely to cause him harm
matted down and bloody
later I'd draw his chest
dying from knife wounds
that spread from east to west
then I'd draw his heart
lying next to his head
the first ripped from his chest
the second full of dread
finally drawing his body
burning in a fire
and watch the bright orange flames
rise ever so much higher
all that would be left is dust
that wind would blow away
starting over my picture
and leaving me to say
that if I were to draw
the pain you put me through
I wouldn't have to draw a thing
all because of you.
                    - Corruption's Blood

Please

Please cut me open
and remove what's called my heart
because with all the damage done
it's bound to break apart
pick it up and take it
throw the thing away
steal away the feelings
that hurt me everyday
leave the rest alone
drop me in the sea
it's not like it matters
my soul is lost to me
so let my body rot
until it's me no more
leave whatever's left
to drift upon the shore
and while I lay there dead
I'll be so full of life
for when all is gone
there will be no pain nor strife.
                       - Corruption's Blood

What If ?

What if I died
right here and now
I just fell to the ground
and was stuck there somehow
would you scream
would you cry
would you ask the doctor why
or would you laugh
and smile
while i was bleedingon the tile
would you want me back
or go on the attack
smash in my head
to ensure that I was dead
would you flinch
would you blink
what would you start to think
would you be depressed
would you be sad
or would you rejoice
and be glad
would you just move on
or would you stay for me
come on tell me
which would it be?
          - Corruption's Blood

Ghost

You do not see me
I'm a ghost
suffer in pain
now a blood host
I walk alone
as no one cares
lost in pain
the curse he bears
it tears my back
rips my arm
cuts my skin
to cause me harm
and why you ask
do I walk this way
because with others
there's more to pay
I'm meant to have no one
and perish by myself
betrayal and judgement
slowly drain my health
I'm tired ofhaving nothing
no one here to help
sinking in the water
surrounded by kelp
I guess it's time to go
my time is running out
you all abandoned me
it makes me want to shout
yet if it helps at all
as I'm about to die
I forgive you all
but I can't tell you why.
                 - Corruption's Blood

Short Rhyme 2

Look into my eyes
they say you see the soul
but deep inside I'm hollow
like a grand black hole
with nothing left inside
my body will break and crack
as the ones I love
hurt me for what I lack
I'm gone from the known world
not even half of what I was
ruined by the heart
and the damage that it does.
                        - Corruption's Blood

Miracle

It's a frickin' miracle
that I'm around today
but I 'spose it makes sense
as nothing goes my way
for so many years
I've only wished to die
but I can't get the blessing
and so I'm waiting as I try
cause one day I'm gonna pass
but I don't wanna wait
I destroy all that I touch
and fill myself with hate
I tried suffocation
before I have OD'ed
I sliced my wrists
till I started to bleed
I tried poisoning
from a bridge I tried to leap
asked God to kil me
tried dying in my sleep
some say I have a purpose
and that's why I can't pass on
but I really don't care
I just want to be gone
ever since I was 8
I've been reaching for death
it's a frickin' miracle
that I still draw breath.
                    - Corruption's Blood

Why

Why is life so dark for me
why am I alone
wandering and hollow
dying on my own
look round the world
and feel that I'm lonely
but I'm built to take the pain
like the mission is my only
everyone has friends
somewhere they have one
but my bridges are all burned
I decided I am done
I'm locked in my own head
it's where I'm to belong
I kept every secret
while they betrayed me all along
now i walk a ghost
a cloud of pure depression
trust to me is dead
it's a mental recession
I'll be an iron bank
for all the things I hide
but no one can get in
to where I may reside
so I'll just take my blade
and hide the hurt within
people say I'm crazy
for tearing up my skin
but if you had nothing else
and had no where to go
then you'd stand where I do
and let your blood flow.
                 - Corruption's Blood

Writer's Block

I don't know what to write about
quite the prediciment
I feel like I have writer's block
I guess that's what I meant
I have so much to think about
but it's more like things I'd draw
cause I don't know how to show in words
the things that my mind saw
and I know this don't make any sense
but what else can I do
if I have nothing to tell
and no new secrets for you
so I don't know I guess I am
not the poet I should be
but I just wrote half a page
'bout writer's block and me.
                         - Corruption's Blood

Domain

Welcome back to this domain
that you all call my mind
let me move these thickened veils
so we can see what's behind
NO! not that door little one
this one must stay locked
there's reasons that this sign says
"Forever MUST BE blocked"
oh fine if you insist
then we will go in it
but we must hurry
and only for a little bit
look at this monstrosity
the beast inside his head
the stench of rotting corpses
the blood of all the dead
there's literally no life here
everything is gone
but wait I hear a scuttle
OH NO! what's going on!
the door slams shut and you are trapped
there is no where to hide
they need more warning signs
but hey at least I tried
and as you scream I simply ask
that you please don't tip your cup
for though your out of time
I hate to clean up.
                       - Corruption's Blood

Broken

I guess one day it finally clicks
the monster you've become
while you think of the past
you feel so foolish and dumb
like one who's playing chess
as they finally take the queen
only falling to checkmate
for what they hadn't seen
I built myself an empire
of subjects that I guard
keeping up their spirits
whenever times got hard
not noticing the hole
I built as my grave
the more outcast I felt
the stranger I'd behave
soon I looked beneath me
as the one most loyal stood
she turned to my face
and I knew it wasn't good
"I don't want you in my life" she screams
or so that's what I heard
so I did what I had to
to release her as a bird
and now it comes to looking
at the empire that I had spoken
with just me standing in the middle
all alone and broken.
                           - Corruption's Blood