A Quiet World

Make no mistake, this is just a desire for unity born of loss For an antithesis to the fragmentation of character by modern life This is nothing more but a limitless need Which has to be provided for Were holistic by design This everlasting unrest built into our marrow There will not be resurgence of empathy only illusions of solidarity A mere dire set of values set outside our egotistic view Centered onto our finitude of life out of an inert anxiety Without an iota of meaning We're forging bonds that do not belong Within the margin of error Inherent to all of man So I see compassion die in the eyes of those around me As insanity turns to reason and reason turns to fear It all comes to a close as we relinquish all of our values Leaving us in isolation, craving to break out, immolating our idle souls Hence we're keeping ourselves company with acts of moral affectation Atomistic by design we do not relate to others All are suffering from an anomie of emotion soon to peak in divergence Mutual benefit driving us to compromise, only feigning our interest We're trying to keep in touch by hypocrisy, failing miserably Without an iota of meaning We’re forging bonds that do not belong Within the margin of error Inherent to all of man So I see compassion die in the eyes of those around me As insanity turns to reason and reason turns to fear And so were frying to patch up what little is left of integrity Yet again failing so miserably Without an iota of meaning We’re forging bonds that do not belong Within the margin of error Inherent to all of man So I see compassion die in the eyes of those around us As insanity turns to reason and reason turns to fear

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

To be alive is to be awake And I’ve barely opened my eyes Now torn from existence at the yore of my day So many stories left to tell I erupted into life against all odds Yet the thirst for it I could not quench My desires they brought me out here To do nothing more but to witness... the end So scatter my ashes across the wildest of oceans For I was to see it all Having been born with zero temperance No, I did not let myself be forced into submission Always with hungry heart and open mind But I would do it yet again, yeah And go out with a grin on my face My friends carry me to the pyre This bonfire lit only for me I have come to terms with the world To be able to see the curtains fall Celebrate the infinite passion By which this fate was set in motion Once kindled by discontent And my feet start moving on their own So scatter my ashes throughout the lushest of forests For I was to see it all Having been born with zero temperance So scatter my ashes atop the highest of mountains For I was to see it all Having been born with zero temperance

Of what magnitude is this complexion of life? Lying awake at the mercy of our train of thought So we cover up our vices And in a lack for grit try to outlive this weakness Take these words and make sense of them if you will Cause I am just too tired to care any longer Yet I can feel that there is just no end to this In the circle of self-deception As we spend our waking years with a restless search for a higher meaning I defy, for I can't take all these empty words and empty gestures anymore What fortitude is there to be found in giving up? Nothing leads us to a change in scope There is no change of motivation And so we anxiously welcome our demise As we spend our waking years with a restless search for a higher meaning I defy, for I can’t take all these empty words and empty gestures anymore No, but I will not be subject to these desires For there cannot be only darker times ahead As we spend our waking years with a restless search for a higher meaning I defy, for I can’t take all these empty words and empty gestures anymore Hence we realize life has ran past our aspirations Still fostering our fear of loss, still fostering all of our dreams

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

So in the scarlet of morning skies In the shimmering of the pond's ice And in the puddles on the sunken road We wait for someone truthful to despise Something wild opened its eyes So in the trunks of trees In the shadows of the leaves And in the bottom of the well In the twilight of the eves Something evanescent began to breathe We keep perdition at bay For it forces our hand in anger Whispering death to all living things So in the murmur of the river In the coming of each cold shiver And with the fall of a single drop of rain We wait for someone who shall our spirit deliver Only to see it wither So at the foot of greenish hill In the hollows of the abandoned mill And in the gust over wavy grass In each stroke of the quill I begin to find my vivacious will We keep perdition at bay For it forces our hand in anger Whispering death to all living things Experience the throes of passion As he is the adversary who seeks virtue in determination Henceforth I serve thee no more Soon to depart from this life Whispering death to all living things

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Snow falling on shore pines, the world all covered in white So peaceful so serene, the foothills are lying right before me Frozen breath burning on my cheeks While I behold the wintry landscape Stretching out as far as the eye can see All the sounds are muted, only a crane's call drawing near Inhaling forts of frosty air. footprints are all I leave behind Standing alone against the elements under the dancing lights This flight shall teach me my place in the universe For in awe and wonder we all must thrive Survival a matter of instinct, every movement now essential To challenge the dreadful cold in these parts Bewilderment within me starts to arise I can feel the numbness creeping into my fingers The freezing grip of winter tightens Still striding upward clouds are all I leave below I tread past blue ponds and steaming rivers The mountain will wait for me, the mountain will wait for me! Standing alone against the elements under the dancing lights This flight shall teach me my place in the universe For in awe and wonder we all must thrive Sinking deeper the strength leaves my limbs So I lay myself down to rest At what seems like the top of the world To watch the moon set upon the farthest reach

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

In the beginning there was a simple deed to be done To expand this narrow idea of a world My past self now nothing but a memory Looking ahead I see a face gleaming in content During a brief moment, suspended in white light In my mortal fear I created this shadow my likeness Fueling me, haunting me, propelling me forward And so I shaped a goal to achieve in a single stroke of a brush Painting a complete picture of my future This specter now and then following me, trailing me behind I’m chasing a mirage glimmering in the distance Thinking about all the intersections crossed All those that are yet to come I detrude myself yet another time Only to take the next step Did I take a wrong turn? Do I fall short in the end? Did I take a wrong turn? Do I fall short in the end? During a brief moment, suspended in white light In my mortal fear I created this shadow my likeness Fueling me, haunting me, propelling me forward Driving me to desperate measures My likeness won’t let me rest The shadow again is closing in on me The momentum shifts in favor of greater meaning Something genuine forms into the purpose I need to live During a brief moment, suspended in white light In my mortal fear I created this shadow my likeness Fueling me, haunting me, propelling me forward In the beginning there was a simple deed to be done To expand this narrow idea of a world During a brief moment, suspended in white light In my mortal fear I created this shadow my likeness Fueling me, haunting me, propelling me forward Something genuine forms into the purpose I need to live