tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79795962114137144352011-11-27T16:50:19.691-08:00Poetry from the soul. If i believed in them. o.Ogothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-64853000410355127762011-02-16T06:33:00.000-08:002011-02-16T06:33:21.052-08:002011-02-16T06:33:21.052-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">The drifting songstress of malevolent dreams<br /> High diving into that abyssal nap<br /> I tear down a river into our streams<br /> Twitching and turning, I lose the map<br /> <br /> <br /> I am lost now, lonely<br /> Death embed my flesh<br /> I saw her in the forest, If only <br /> A skull with flaming eyes begin to <span style="font-size: small;">thresh</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: small;">I slowly lose myself, my feet sink</span><br /> <span style="font-size: small;"> I will be one with the forest, forever</span><br /> <span style="font-size: small;">I am frozen solid in a blink</span><br /> <span style="font-size: small;">Unable to move I become frozen in time, through my </span><span style="font-size: small;">endeavor</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: small;">I am one with the trees</span><br /> <span style="font-size: small;">Even if, That's not what everyone sees</span><br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-6485300041035512776?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xn2gHl-tdT7YYeZxCqP1_ge7-_E/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xn2gHl-tdT7YYeZxCqP1_ge7-_E/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xn2gHl-tdT7YYeZxCqP1_ge7-_E/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xn2gHl-tdT7YYeZxCqP1_ge7-_E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/XMEZZKDHpoQ" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2011/02/forest-of-no-return.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-60510679388859908932010-11-08T23:27:00.000-08:002010-11-08T23:27:54.590-08:002010-11-08T23:27:54.590-08:00I dyed my hair pink<br /> I died in the kitchen sink<br /> I screamed like a devil<br /> I Just beat the final level<br /> <br /> <div style="color: blue;">I really love living on this world&nbsp;</div><div style="color: blue;">where i can learn to love hating&nbsp;</div><div style="color: blue;">everything&nbsp;</div><div style="color: blue;">but still feeling innocent by</div><div style="color: blue;"> butchering all those hateful cry babies</div><div style="color: blue;">who die trying to come to terms with my</div><span style="color: blue;">horrific death on the inside</span><br /> <br /> We didnt care what happend next<br /> The goths of the world weeped<br /> He didnt even have sex<br /> I forgot what he seeped<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-6051067938885990893?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/z4xD-FH631ivDgMfnuoau-s9aKE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/z4xD-FH631ivDgMfnuoau-s9aKE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/z4xD-FH631ivDgMfnuoau-s9aKE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/z4xD-FH631ivDgMfnuoau-s9aKE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/MlguM96cH9I" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2010/11/death-of-goth.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-55831053051919653652010-09-18T09:48:00.000-07:002010-09-18T09:49:01.544-07:002010-09-18T09:49:01.544-07:00Do you ever stare at the sky<br /> Starting to wonder<br /> Knowing that someday, you will die<br /> Screaming inside you crave to plunder<br /> <br /> All those bad things you crave to forget<br /> Cry a river until you are broken<br /> That body you threw into that ocean, you sweat <br /> Then speak until you have spoken<br /> <br /> Your time is up<br /> You will die<br /> Your crimes; there aren't enough<br /> You wont be coming back, so say "good bye"<br /> <br /> <br /> Take that knife<br /> End your life<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-5583105305191965365?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v0ZtW5WXSGSoMqpkqugl3fRRxEE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v0ZtW5WXSGSoMqpkqugl3fRRxEE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v0ZtW5WXSGSoMqpkqugl3fRRxEE/1/da"><img 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these greedy corperation bought<br /> <br /> I held the world by its thread<br /> Releasing it before all free thought was dead<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-7914954965224418348?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZNqnsorPobnY5DawdT4CJyuabhs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZNqnsorPobnY5DawdT4CJyuabhs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZNqnsorPobnY5DawdT4CJyuabhs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZNqnsorPobnY5DawdT4CJyuabhs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/x5TKZsH-AeA" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2010/05/death-of-free-thinking.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-19273248318971780972010-05-06T01:03:00.000-07:002010-05-06T01:06:34.545-07:002010-05-06T01:06:34.545-07:00The darkness looms over<br /> I am standing above in a cloud of smoke<br /> That blinding bloodied clover<br /> In a pit of zombies I choke<br /> <br /> Creepily walking forward I stare<br /> A lust instance looming on <br /> The body parts lay about; if you began to care<br /> The evil deeds of your first spawn<br /> <br /> The feast you lay for us<br /> So much pointless dieing<br /> The grotesque mess you fuss<br /> My hands are dirty; for so many are lying<br /> <br /> <br /> I stood among the darkest fear<br /> The evil men you misunderstood; were clear<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-1927324831897178097?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7tI9em9yF9NY4w5F0ZmRigLImoU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7tI9em9yF9NY4w5F0ZmRigLImoU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7tI9em9yF9NY4w5F0ZmRigLImoU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7tI9em9yF9NY4w5F0ZmRigLImoU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/2IyGzGh1SV4" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-much-pointless-dieing.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-44085589759819153402010-03-14T21:03:00.001-07:002010-03-14T21:03:01.916-07:002010-03-14T21:03:01.916-07:00A great man ascended<br /> With a smile he stood<br /> A great human being; never offended<br /> Someone who would allways help if he could<br /> <br /> My grandfather he was<br /> Someone you could always count on<br /> His life was never on pause<br /> Working day and night till dawn<br /> <br /> He loved us all with a big heart<br /> Connected he talked with an open mind<br /> With humor that was always smart<br /> His thoughts forever kind<br /> <br /> He was the man, who fought so bravely<br /> Even if his last few years were gravely<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-4408558975981915340?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pEmfNtteV8HiqJVyf2h8P4hPZ78/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pEmfNtteV8HiqJVyf2h8P4hPZ78/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pEmfNtteV8HiqJVyf2h8P4hPZ78/1/da"><img 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white;">wishful</span> thinking is hurting me</span><br /> Coming with the shadows of the past<br /> <div style="color: black;"><span style="background-color: white;">I stand above the <span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">demigod</span> you believ<span style="background-color: black;"></span>e thee to be</span> </div><br /> If I could kill you all, I would<br /> <span style="color: lime;">The <span style="color: white;">bodies</span> would begin to pile</span><br /> This mess I would start, if I could<br /> <div style="color: lime;">I hid away in the <span style="color: white;">deepest</span> crevice with my guile</div><div style="color: #8e7cc3;"><br /> </div><div style="color: #8e7cc3;">I am a god</div><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Even if you find that Odd</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-7905683511672065154?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RkyRTEfEDEPIpm_2VqkrD6WtzYY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RkyRTEfEDEPIpm_2VqkrD6WtzYY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RkyRTEfEDEPIpm_2VqkrD6WtzYY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RkyRTEfEDEPIpm_2VqkrD6WtzYY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/eaL_8CllSpM" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2010/03/schizophrenic-god-delusion.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-56029895841437973452010-02-17T05:58:00.000-08:002010-02-17T05:59:51.641-08:002010-02-17T05:59:51.641-08:00<div style="color: #e06666;">This front I carry makes me look stern and cold</div><div style="color: #cc0000;">But, I am nothing like that</div><div style="color: #e06666;">I am not wicked, if that's what you been told </div><div style="color: #cc0000;">I am more cunning like a cat</div><div style="color: #e06666;"><br /> </div><div style="color: #e06666;">I am stunningly content with my happiness</div><div style="color: #cc0000;">As you thought to your self, he must hate us all</div><div style="color: #cc0000;"><div style="color: #e06666;">Even if it was my sappiness</div>I have these emotions that make me bawl</div><div style="color: #cc0000;"></div><div style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> <div style="color: #e06666;">This human weakness, makes me sick</div></div><div style="color: #cc0000;">A standardized evil it seems</div><div style="color: #e06666;">I am less hollow then thick</div><div style="color: #cc0000;">If only i was what i am in my dreams</div><div style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </div><div style="color: #990000;">I am human being</div><div style="color: #990000;">Even if I am with a bloody knife you are seeing </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-5602989584143797345?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rLtKe_yDYgqRNK6OSEDIw24ACjU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rLtKe_yDYgqRNK6OSEDIw24ACjU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rLtKe_yDYgqRNK6OSEDIw24ACjU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rLtKe_yDYgqRNK6OSEDIw24ACjU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/8O6_O-8QLxw" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2010/02/humanize-machine.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-56668839876235315492010-02-14T16:50:00.000-08:002010-02-14T16:57:52.236-08:002010-02-14T16:57:52.236-08:00I am a bug<br /> <div style="color: #ea9999;">I am the unknown</div>Unknown to copious piles of drug <br /> <div style="color: #ea9999;">This desperate struggle to be alone</div><br /> I am the vampire to the faithful night<br /> <div style="color: #ea9999;">I am the shadow, the shroud</div>When you see me, you I will really fright&nbsp; <br /> <div style="color: #ea9999;">Your stomach a storm cloud</div><br /> I am the midnight sun<br /> <div style="color: #ea9999;">A eulogy to the twilight</div>That empty staircase, you will see what i have done<br /> <div style="color: #ea9999;">The dieing end of the skylight</div><br /> <div style="background-color: black; color: magenta;">You see I left that dismemberment in a safe place</div><div style="color: magenta;">Those fools will never find this disgrace</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-5666883987623531549?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FrE2UNwUa6UApW5fN6NVj_jAPTI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FrE2UNwUa6UApW5fN6NVj_jAPTI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FrE2UNwUa6UApW5fN6NVj_jAPTI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FrE2UNwUa6UApW5fN6NVj_jAPTI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/kp61PwwYXgc" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2010/02/eulogy-to-twilight.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-64391659318583726342010-01-11T16:26:00.000-08:002010-01-11T16:35:13.718-08:002010-01-11T16:35:13.718-08:00<div style="color: cyan;">Sometimes...I stew in my own despair<br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">When life is boring <br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">Saying I don't really care<br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">A nihilistic pretense goes on soaring<br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;"><br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">I am the darkness left alone<br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">We are our greatest fear<br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">I am the biological machine with his faith blown<br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">If only we did not break that two sided mirror<br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;"><br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">Death of the well known <br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">The atoms of my greatest foe<br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">Lifeless corpses groan<br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">My gun blasts grow<br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;"><br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">The horde screams and the kills began to a slow<br /> </div><div style="color: cyan;">The people dieing everyday, the people you will never know<br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-6439165931858372634?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m_lJYLFk70rgawsD2XtMZ4Ad7RI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m_lJYLFk70rgawsD2XtMZ4Ad7RI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m_lJYLFk70rgawsD2XtMZ4Ad7RI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m_lJYLFk70rgawsD2XtMZ4Ad7RI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/e6Oe7AEsCd0" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2010/01/despair.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-26559575389268446202009-12-19T06:36:00.000-08:002009-12-19T06:36:26.230-08:002009-12-19T06:36:26.230-08:00The pounding of the universe is ever so loud<br /> To bad timings we are sucked in<br /> The ever booming of the crowd<br /> Unrequited quietness; our skin<br /> <br /> <br /> The eccho of a billion voices<br /> A never still beat<br /> Of what has become our choices<br /> If only could i drown out the speakers; if I could cheat<br /> <br /> <br /> I wish to be deaf; to the roar<br /> Consuming the disgusting noise<br /> The moans of a million whores<br /> What i wish would give me a ton of joys<br /> <br /> The booming laughter of my insanity<br /> I am a ghost in common places; losing my sanity<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-2655957538926844620?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/X9g92U_FIfkZi6BpMUV7THCUB8w/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/X9g92U_FIfkZi6BpMUV7THCUB8w/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/X9g92U_FIfkZi6BpMUV7THCUB8w/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/X9g92U_FIfkZi6BpMUV7THCUB8w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/62meNBOe24Q" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/12/unrequited-quietness.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-83434527267263656802009-11-24T09:53:00.000-08:002009-11-24T09:59:08.326-08:002009-11-24T09:59:08.326-08:00These blind folds we where<br /> Walking in a desert; forever lost<br /> The shroud is moved out of the blare<br /> You look for the truth; whatever the cost<br /> <br /> You see what there purely are and become blind<br /> Gasping for breath you fall<br /> The clues everywhere; seeing only a sign<br /> In a maze of a million lies and a thousand truthful calls<br /> <br /> Seeping into a dark place<br /> "You can see"<br /> Wondering if it will displace<br /> You hide at the sadistic glee<br /> <br /> The truth is always an unknown<br /> When you find it; you wish you hadn't<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-8343452726726365680?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/c3l4p5qZvX4kpqA2cLjSSqhBF3Q/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/c3l4p5qZvX4kpqA2cLjSSqhBF3Q/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/c3l4p5qZvX4kpqA2cLjSSqhBF3Q/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/c3l4p5qZvX4kpqA2cLjSSqhBF3Q/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/pELqCbBMTwA" height="1" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-1064072686246536333?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2GDRsue4yzKVV0mCKqcN0Pl72T0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2GDRsue4yzKVV0mCKqcN0Pl72T0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2GDRsue4yzKVV0mCKqcN0Pl72T0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2GDRsue4yzKVV0mCKqcN0Pl72T0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/eu3Ds-lxNPY" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/nevermore.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-86987975383284641472009-11-05T18:56:00.000-08:002009-11-05T18:58:31.188-08:002009-11-05T18:58:31.188-08:00<div style="color: lime;">The strand of a small seed travels on<br /> </div><div style="color: lime;">The sickly corpses walk toward<br /> </div><div style="color: lime;">Time passes, till a dawn<br /> </div><div style="color: lime;">Some sick one bored<br /> </div><div style="color: lime;"><br /> </div><div style="color: lime;">The parasites travel through there plane<br /> </div><div style="color: lime;">Driving those insane<br /> </div><div style="color: lime;"><br /> </div><div style="color: lime;">The fluids fly high<br /> </div><div style="color: lime;">Those people die<br /> </div><div style="color: lime;"><br /> </div><div style="color: lime;">People die every day<br /> </div><div style="color: lime;">Even in the sunny days of may<br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-8698797538328464147?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yGs915LdPqZlbZCPf6JNilT8PXU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yGs915LdPqZlbZCPf6JNilT8PXU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yGs915LdPqZlbZCPf6JNilT8PXU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yGs915LdPqZlbZCPf6JNilT8PXU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/U8Kd9pGgfXc" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/death-is-sunshine-and-rainbows.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-24283894388431235262009-11-04T23:35:00.002-08:002009-11-04T23:35:32.424-08:002009-11-04T23:35:32.424-08:00I felt your warmth<br /> If i would of died i would of died happy<br /> I wanted to follow you<br /> I felt like a nerd<br /> I wanted to tackle you to the ground<br /> I wanted to scream out my heart<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-2428389438843123526?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/paM1b1GgMfQCWUaBBlDtQci9UDI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/paM1b1GgMfQCWUaBBlDtQci9UDI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/paM1b1GgMfQCWUaBBlDtQci9UDI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/paM1b1GgMfQCWUaBBlDtQci9UDI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/1KZlubPYO8c" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/warmth_04.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-76877963017499011142009-11-04T23:35:00.000-08:002009-11-04T23:35:04.279-08:002009-11-04T23:35:04.279-08:00I am calm.<br /> I feel flutters with in my stomach.<br /> I go off the handle.<br /> I see you and my heart beats so loudly i think you hear it.<br /> I squirm and jump around like a fool.<br /> I beat myself up later.<br /> I freak out some more.<br /> I hate this feeling i want to rip out my heart.<br /> I feel like i am going to have a heart attack.<br /> You barley move and i act like a monkey.<br /> You are a beauty of unmeasurable proportions.<br /> I turn into a train wreck after math.<br /> I turn into a solid source of energy.<br /> I have no chance.<br /> I am a fool<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-7687796301749901114?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XrYaSGQhs3c0sRVUVyPf0ZDtFp4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XrYaSGQhs3c0sRVUVyPf0ZDtFp4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XrYaSGQhs3c0sRVUVyPf0ZDtFp4/1/da"><img 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href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DRZmxEbL9nU1CRa8dfLAfrOkkOI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DRZmxEbL9nU1CRa8dfLAfrOkkOI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DRZmxEbL9nU1CRa8dfLAfrOkkOI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DRZmxEbL9nU1CRa8dfLAfrOkkOI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/63z3cXCIEMQ" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/hurtbeat.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-19732840824977986942009-11-04T23:33:00.001-08:002009-11-04T23:33:23.857-08:002009-11-04T23:33:23.857-08:00I see that black winged angel<br /> Her eyes endless spheres of beauty<br /> The feathers float as I fall<br /> <br /> Her hair lightly colored with tints of dandy<br /> The smile makes my head explode into candy<br /> <br /> She is that blacked wing angel; staring back at me<br /> Am I that freak who dreams of following her to the ends of the sea<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-1973284082497798694?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mfv_9r81_AiH_oGtdhz8Wbao-LE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mfv_9r81_AiH_oGtdhz8Wbao-LE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mfv_9r81_AiH_oGtdhz8Wbao-LE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mfv_9r81_AiH_oGtdhz8Wbao-LE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/G7ZCA3qkdgY" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-winged-angel.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-36973048543105547912009-11-04T23:31:00.003-08:002009-11-04T23:32:09.350-08:002009-11-04T23:32:09.350-08:00Light and fast<br /> Young and pretty<br /> Not something that will last<br /> Something so petty<br /> <br /> Majestic death<br /> Wings broken<br /> Almost on meth<br /> Blood tooken<br /> <br /> Never to fly again<br /> Dead dreams of the summer's past.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-3697304854310554791?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yltoOQb-tCVz8LukIDIM_Ej54Aw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yltoOQb-tCVz8LukIDIM_Ej54Aw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yltoOQb-tCVz8LukIDIM_Ej54Aw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yltoOQb-tCVz8LukIDIM_Ej54Aw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/sWciHI5Zj9g" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/dead-dreams-of-summers-past.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-43500947357535714002009-11-04T23:31:00.001-08:002009-11-04T23:31:04.105-08:002009-11-04T23:31:04.105-08:00Fright about i scream<br /> I grow deaf to my heart<br /> The continuing of the stream<br /> Destroying everything smart<br /> <br /> I die<br /> Endlessly bound to the mirror<br /> I cry<br /> I lose all fear<br /> <br /> Heart torn out<br /> Blood splattered gut<br /> Dragging on about<br /> Killing all the smut<br /> I face the wound<br /> I am doomed<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-4350094735753571400?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EZaFDvP5u6ArLZwxasatpdh_GEA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EZaFDvP5u6ArLZwxasatpdh_GEA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EZaFDvP5u6ArLZwxasatpdh_GEA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EZaFDvP5u6ArLZwxasatpdh_GEA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/nQI5P_B1guA" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/doomed.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-64782295031646647802009-11-04T23:29:00.001-08:002009-11-04T23:29:48.129-08:002009-11-04T23:29:48.129-08:00I stand alone in a Maze<br /> I stretch and breath in a daze.<br /> We are shells of our selves.<br /> Dead and walking to the tune of pointlessness.<br /> I am the logical beast called man.<br /> I am what it means to live and not care.<br /> <br /> The robot with the television head stares.<br /> The spinning vortex of dead dreams.<br /> My mind is lost to the repetitive tasks of these things.<br /> That feeling of what it seems to die.<br /> These pointless things do not matter.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-6478229503164664780?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mLtEOCoatGOb0-EiXQrksMASOok/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mLtEOCoatGOb0-EiXQrksMASOok/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mLtEOCoatGOb0-EiXQrksMASOok/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mLtEOCoatGOb0-EiXQrksMASOok/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/LbK7TQOUORs" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/maze.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-18631809997174232362009-11-04T21:16:00.001-08:002009-11-04T21:16:45.185-08:002009-11-04T21:16:45.185-08:00<div id="poemShow"> <div class="readText"> <p class="blogSubject">With your hair so fair</p><p>Your eyes saying no lies</p><p>Only you can doubt your ears; living like mirriors</p><p>Your lips; taking gentle sips</p><p>Like your voice; always moist</p> </div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-1863180999717423236?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/15AtMWpddUAV-jV2vHq-1gqq7XI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/15AtMWpddUAV-jV2vHq-1gqq7XI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/15AtMWpddUAV-jV2vHq-1gqq7XI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/15AtMWpddUAV-jV2vHq-1gqq7XI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/1neNZROGRmM" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/lovely.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-40824543664113614042009-11-04T21:15:00.002-08:002009-11-04T21:16:17.500-08:002009-11-04T21:16:17.500-08:00<p>I was down</p><p>into the ground</p><p>In a frown</p><p>Killing a clown</p><p>I stood their<br /></p><p>I thought you didn't care</p><p>I think we can never be a pair</p><p>you made me smile </p><p>I laughed and thought </p><p>I no longer want to break that ceiling tile</p><p>I jumped with joy </p><p>as if i was a little boy</p><p>I am your toy</p><p>won't you please stay a while?</p>because you always seem to make me smile!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-4082454366411361404?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JpEp4AueXmwmqBfl2Qjnu619ZWA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JpEp4AueXmwmqBfl2Qjnu619ZWA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JpEp4AueXmwmqBfl2Qjnu619ZWA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JpEp4AueXmwmqBfl2Qjnu619ZWA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/FmsLLANWMnU" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-make-me-smile.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-68157051409697255132009-11-04T21:15:00.001-08:002009-11-04T21:15:37.867-08:002009-11-04T21:15:37.867-08:00<div id="poemShow"> <div class="readText"> <p class="blogSubject">Just let me die</p><p>I'll jump.. Yes I well</p><p>Just let me fry</p><p>Nothing I need to dwell</p><p>Please kill me</p><p>Can you see?</p><p>It hurt's to much to bare....</p> </div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-6815705140969725513?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Y8XfxFlaGovVFkG0Vm3UTmRbYLI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Y8XfxFlaGovVFkG0Vm3UTmRbYLI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Y8XfxFlaGovVFkG0Vm3UTmRbYLI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Y8XfxFlaGovVFkG0Vm3UTmRbYLI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/VG66m7Blc_I" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/kill-me.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979596211413714435.post-4875470936047410812009-11-04T21:14:00.000-08:002009-11-04T21:15:21.822-08:002009-11-04T21:15:21.822-08:00<div style="font-family: arial;" id="poemShow"><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="readText"><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: left;">Why do you continue to play that game</p><p style="text-align: left;">don't you known it's driven me insane</p><p style="text-align: left;">When I think; it's you who cloud's my mind</p><p style="text-align: left;">Making me truly blind</p><p style="text-align: left;">Knowing you are to kind</p><p style="text-align: left;">Still thinking of you I daze</p><p style="text-align: left;">Forgetting my internal rage</p> </div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7979596211413714435-487547093604741081?l=g0thj0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yg0DWDaMoFEgzsQoPiXCNxgwFQc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yg0DWDaMoFEgzsQoPiXCNxgwFQc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yg0DWDaMoFEgzsQoPiXCNxgwFQc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yg0DWDaMoFEgzsQoPiXCNxgwFQc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Gothjon/~4/FQCChTjKTF4" height="1" width="1"/>gothjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04153898236564998486noreply@blogger.com0http://g0thj0n.blogspot.com/2009/11/forgetting-my-internal-rage.html