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Sedative Kiss
Coffee's ready
Off to the end of the day
Be back when you're feeling more alone
You didn't leave me with any fear
You haven't known any fear
You didn't have to go
 
The smoke filled hallway
Hides your indifference
I know you would rather not be so goddamn blank
You're a sphinx
A tease
A goddess with the luxury of time
Time's on your clock
You're a madman waiting for his heart to incend
I can definitely empathize
Your heart is full of cynical wine
You'll bleed it out eventually
Tipsy on your own poker-faced beauty
Beautiful cyanide
I ache at your apathy
Phoenix on call
Kamikazee in the queue
Let me lead you astray
Pain is worth a damn
When you've got nothing at all...
 
"Sedative Kiss
Coffee's ready
Off to the end of the day
Be back when you're feeling more alone
You didn't leave me with any fear
You haven't known any fear
You didn't have to go"


That is great.
Especially because it is something I am having trouble doing--
being concise and letting the reader have a lot of interpretation....

I like it
 
Beautiful cyanide
I ache at your apathy
Phoenix on call
Kamikazee in the queue
Let me lead you astray
Pain is worth a damn
When you've got nothing at all...

Brilliant work, I just love "Beautiful cyanide" those two words sum up the feelings and outlook of a person, amazing
 
The first raindrop falls
That's our cue
Moving with the swagger
Of a storm
No clarity today
I want to see hell
And I want you to go with me
We're both burning through the horizon
Nothing to lose
That's all we've got
I'm daring God to show me different
I'm cursing his name as the water engulfs me
Petulant in my begging for a moment of his time
My life has been one big tantrum
I'm convinced this is a bad idea
I'm having the time of my life
Wasted on fire
I want to see hell
At least its a destination
We're both familiar with..
 
Take a walk
Down my rainsoaked apathy
My darling
My Sweet
My insecurity
You've never looked so lovely
You wear your indifference
Like nails from a cross
You're a victim
A patsy
Yet you've never looked so lovely
Cheers, love, to the flinching of a new world
Cheers, to God's disregard
I love you
I know it means nothing
Cheers, someone's bound to notice
Eventually....
 
When the rain just won't quit
And the river reaches your feet
When the sun takes a dive
And eternal night sets in
When your eyes stop making sense
And see only in absolutes
When you feel that God is near
But you're not so eager still

Dry for a week now
The most expensive clarity
I've ever paid for
The lucid brown eyes
That used to haunt me at night
Now haunt me throughout the day
I miss me missing you
God it gave me gravity
 
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Very good writing Edge Vox. I especially like:

"When your eyes stop making sense
And see only in absolutes"

Thanks for posting.....I'm a little World-weary right about now and reading your work helps clear my thinking.

carol
wizard2c
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The bittersweet street lights herald my arrival
As I embark on yet another random way to burn my youth
I can always taste the resentment on the lips of my peers
Why am I the only one who can still be born again
I feel like I'm daring God to do his worst
Honor thy father
It's about time you started to give a damn..
 
Amphetamine smoke rings
4 am theology lessons
We couldn't leave well enough alone
Haven't talked to you in a year
I'm pretty sure you're getting by
There's a black crucifix staring me down
The only noise is a glass of whiskey
Struggling down my throat
There's no real moral here
The lesson is just getting by
The booze isn't filling me up anymore
The smoke isn't keeping me high
It's the most beautiful crash
Twisted intent and heartsick shrapnel
I'm wired and all too aware that I don't have you
You've been a very gracious victim
It's been educational
My life is over
Alas the sun is rising
The tide retreats
Tomorrow's another day
But not without leaving a mark
On you and me..
 
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Very good Edge Vox.......you should put some music to it....I wish I could get to do some work on my keyboard but there is so much to do and time is running faster than usual.

carol
wizard2c
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Summer swelter dying out
As Fall acquiesces it's grey throne once again
Clouds move in panic stricken circles
Above what seems to be a is a very confused world
Monolithic icons of ineptitude and monotony
Tower over the proletariat rubble of what used to be greatness
The storms and river certainly had their way with us again
A frightened child's hand trembles and holds on to the ledge of what seems like an extremly anonymous precipice
Hold on sweet child
Hold on, for I pray the storm clouds can't bare the sun forever
I can't fathom how much you've lost here
The silver naivette of the veterans who long for simpler times
Where were you when the world went mad?
When the sky started falling
When did the blue blooded machine run out of answers
The tide rises
Levees break
And our sons and daughters are lost to us
Our brothers and sisters hurt more than Jesus did
What good is your poisoned truth to our barren mothers
Our beautiful mothers who were raped of their pearls
I only hope to be there when you meet your maker
Watch you try to answer for letting them slip away
I ache knowing the sea swallowed so much more than brick and nails
Oh beautiful mothers know that the stars die beautifully as well
And we cry for them too
Bury your loved ones
Pick up your scars
And come on home...
 
Almost lost you
Almost lost you brother
Where was your head
Where were your eyes
What the fuck were you thinking
I've never given a shit about me
As long as no one else gets hurt
If something happened to you
I don't know what I'd do
I don't know what I'd say
I don't know how I'd be able to come back from that
And I don't think it'd matter..
 
I just spent half an hour on this thread reading all your writing EdgeVox. I'm not even halfway done with reading them all either...


but your writing is incredible. you so say much in so little words. keep it up :up:
 
I'm not in awe of your writing ability but so much raw emotion is powerful to say the least but as we know life goes on, we all must pass, words are merely a tool with which we use to communicate and praise is often trite and does little to sate your true desire for recognition not of what you write but of the person you are.

“EdgeVox” if you're still out there, I'd be intrigued to see what you can write these days.

And that is all I can say.
 
There I go making a spectacle of myself
Again
You've had too much wine so you laugh at first
Its not til you squeeze my hand that I realize how angry you really are
God bless you sweetie
Always keeping me in check
Conservative kisses set afire by twilight and Jesus' blood
I love you for keeping me around
That's when I realized that I wasn't sure what I brought to the table
Besides righteous indignation brought on by alcohol laden fireworks
They pale in comparison to the ones in your eyes
The ones in your embarassing purity
you do nothing but shame by allowing us to participate in the most mundane pleasantries
With you
My God, the lights in your eyes
My faith
My compass
My Northern Star
What can I hope to take from this life
Without you to light my way
How can I hope to ever find God
Without you to light my way
My gasoline heart
My amphetamine muse
My whiskey soaked love
My skies went grey a long long time ago..
 
On my fourth beer
I remembered your face
Steel plated anonymity
Incredulous nostalgic sex
Too difficult to ascertain what it was that made you wanna leave
Grey skies surround my self loathing
I love the smoke I inhale
Because I know its killing me
Its not cowardice
Its a very conscious decision
To fuck off
Hair of the dog again and again
Whiskey laden self diagnosis
Taxi ride home's a disaster
I'm too drunk to remember the name of the hotel
Another tunnel
The night's swallowed again
And the driver asks me to put out my cigarette
I humor him by throwing it in the front seat
Then things got really interesting
Don't ever let anyone tell you different
Mexico City is a bad place to get thrown out of a cab at 3:30 in the morning
Imagine my disappointment upon regaining consciousness in my hotel
"Damn
I guess I'm alive"
ALIVE
What does that mean anyway
It's 2:20 pm
Five hours or so of bullshit monotony
Til the goddamn sun retreats
Then the night can swallow me whole all over again...
 
Listless raindrops ease down my window
Desperately seeking solid ground to stand
Anything to give respite from gravity's inevitability
Yeah yeah another goddamned metaphor
I had my first good night's sleep last night
Can't even remember since when
I closed my eyes and the usual restless fireworks were blurred
Wonderful blurriness
Now my day's AND nights are chemically induced
My heart can take it
It's survived worse..
 
One in the morning
Stumbling through your second thoughts
I wouldn't presume to know what to do with me either
I tried to warn you
I tried to protect you
I'm a bastard through gritted teeth
How can you and I be okay
When I'm not okay with myself
Baby I'm wired
And I can't bring myself down to your arms tonight
Its that split second before the crash
That wishful thinking before swimming through the looking glass
In a dream we'd be together without the world crumbling on us
At the bottom of this hourglass of broken promises
You looked at me and smiled
I try to be clever knowing the end's in plainsight
I can't help it
Darling I'm wired
And I can't bring myself down to your arms tonight
Smokes, pills and liquid fire
I can't get enough
I can't get enough
Your razorsharp tart laugh
Unbelievably benevolent smile
And god bless that shit attitude
I love it
Oh and I'm a bastard too
But you knew that..
 
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