Promised Land

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Beating with life you promised life, security, happiness. Unfortunate son cornered, cowering in the pit of circling panes of glass that surround and reveal the ever present "It". "It" is my move, my every look, interpreting gestures, informing other what's undercover and lurking beneath my mask of this year's featured model. Is this too much? Close your eyes. Care to look inside? I am I! What may appear might easily be explained, but given the situation of info saturation, what you feel can never go away. Steering perception? I am! Inviting contradiction? I am! It's my insistence you keep your distance from the glare behind my stare. So this is the way the game is played. You can leave now... but I think you'll stay. I am I!

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Waiting for the feeling to subside, Paranoid, I melt into myself. They say I'm to reach inside and find the broken part of my machinery. Psychoanalyze the chapters on the path to my darkest day. Searching for the answers, all I see is damage through the haze. Picking up the pieces of my life with no direction for re-assembly. The one that lays beside me is sharing scars of my broken yesterdays. Will tomorrow find me hypnotized? Crying? Mother Mary in control, domineering stranglehold sowing destructive seeds for the scavengers to feed. Driving the nail into my head, memory flows like a river. With the one that lays beside me I'm healing scars from my childhood memories. Tomorrow finally found me. I'm hypnotized. I'm trying... to understand the chapters of the path from my darkest day. Searching for the answers but there's DAMAGE!

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

Little girl sits in the corner, locked in a stare. Arms waving madly at something that sadly isn't there. Dressed in the day's best by a nurse who's nowhere to be found. What does she see? Maybe she's looking at me... Old man is strapped to the seat of his chair, wearing a gown. Shouting and cursing at someone who clearly isn't around. Father Time has twisted his mind. The staff says, "He's not well!" To whom does he speak? Maybe he's speaking to me... So we keep these people inside these walls, from society. Their forgotten lives safe from the crowd, they can't leave. You've left them there with me. So we keep these people behind these walls, from society. Their forgotten lives safe from the crowd, they can't leave. Through the doors come people like me, good-bye to them. They see a picture few of us see. They can't leave. You've left them there with me.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

Watching the sand fall, listening for the knock upon my door, and waiting... for Promised Land. Standing neck deep in life, my ring of brass lay rusting on the floor. Is this all? Because it's not what I expected. Somewhere along the way friends I once held close fled the fast lane. I didn't notice, I just had to make it. Head down, nose in the grindstone; the kiss of life placed on my brow kept sliddin' to the ground and now it's buried six feet under. Preaching from the floor again the same old sad song, "Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite son." Where did it all go wrong? What's the use in even holding on? Here's to love, hate... and promises. Almost called it today. Turned to face "The Void" numb with the suffering and the question, "Why am I...?" So many times I've tried and failed to gather my courage, reach again for that nail. Life's been like dragging feet through sand, and never finding... Promised Land. Preaching from the floor again the same old sad song, "Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite song." Where did it all go wrong? I feel like I'm dying. Here's to love, to hate, to promises and Promised Land lies.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

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Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

Sitting all alone, inside, today Jane. The other girls are home, we're playing a new game. The voice is very, very close, you like it that way, and we're feeling rather warm inside. Are you smiling or afraid? You can have it either way. Lady Jane your eyes are wide today, and the world is looking very strange, you must proclaim! It's quite a scary, scary ride we take, Lady Jane. Yesterday seemed very dark, but now it's bright, your clouds have gone away. Sensory perception peaking at this time, electric waves of sound are filling Janie's mind today calling out to Janie as you drift away, "Don't be afraid, they're only your illusion anyway." Lady Jane your eyes are wide today. and we're sure you won't forget the things you've seen today!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

There's hunger in Africa, and anger on assembly lines. At the touch of a button I'm miles away. I want no connection, just information, and I'm gone. I feel so helpless, so I turn my gaze to another place. My global mind reaches out for the truth. Why try holding back the wave? You'll only drown in the changes. You've got to learn to let go. Just let go and experience the flight. Try to see from a different side.. If balance is the key maybe we'll see a future understanding, then we won't feel so helpless, an turn away and hide from the change. My global mind searches for something new. My global mind zeros in on news. Time and rules are changing. Attention span is quickening. Welcome to the Information Age. I feel so helpless, so I turn my gaze to another place. My global mind searches for something new. My global mind zeros in on news. My global mind reaches out for the truth. My global mind zeros in on you. It's searching everywhere, across the mountains, across the oceans, across every man made line. No boundary gonna keep it from you.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Behind my eyes I keep my truth from you. No one enters this secret place, the barrier only I embrace. Time is fleeing now they say, Take time to look inside and face... the change. Dig down deep to find the man I thought I was. A dog on a treadmill panting, the master pulls the leash, laughing. Now I can't remember why I needed to run, needed to try so hard. One more time around is all I ask for now, a star to seek by, wind to take me home again. "Work hard in life boy, there's paradise in the end." Year after year we struggle to gain the happiness our parents never claimed. They told us all we had to do was do what we're told, buy what was sold, "Invest in gold, and never get old." One more time around is all I ask for now, a star to steer by, wind to take me home again.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

When I fell from grace I never realized how deep the flood was around me. A man whose life was toil was like a kettle left to boil, and the water left scars on me. I know now who I am. If only for a while, I recognize the changes. I feel like I did before the magic wore thin and the "baptism of stains" began. They used to say I was nowhere, man, heading down was my destiny. But yesterday, I swear, that was someone else not me. Here I stand at the crossroads edge, afraid to reach out for eternity, One step, when I look down, I see someone else not me. Looking back and I see someone else. All my life they said I was going down, but I'm still standing, stronger, proud. And today I know there's so much more I can be. From where I stand at the crossroads edge, there's a path leading out to sea. And from somewhere deep in my mind, sirens sing out loud songs of doubt as only they know how. But one glance back reminds, and I see, someone else not me. I keep looking back at someone else... me?

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025