I am an raw nerve, jerking a dead limb.
I am an exposed wire, sparking in a busted machine.
I am a wolf who howls to a black moon
I serve no purpose other then to exist and to consume.
I am the mute leading the blind to speak with the deaf.
Deep with in me is a trapped dragon who spits fire and consumes the darkness. He whispers to me of breaking bone and tight sinew. He wants to cook my broken body, glazed in fat and grizzle on the very fire of my raging blaze of a soul.
I am an empty shell, hollowed of a man.
I am a haunted building left to rot.
I am the pumping heart dried of all lifes blood and choking like a fish out of water.
I am a shade of memory in your mind that cannot be seen, yet never forgotten
I am the nothing you fear.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
ENDGAME
The people who are fake with their side mouthed quips
They post and tweet such mundane shit
and just like too much sugar in a tooth, my brain it rots
i find my rage it just boils to the top
but i must maintain this simple lie
that snapping you in two would just satisfy
a true and dark filled need, to destroy such hypocrisy
Cant i just have this one fantasy
I'm really not such a bad guy
but I just cant stand the lie
that you and me are of the same species
when up close your more like human feces
ENDGAME
Flash and glamour nothings real
when was the last time you were honest about what you feel
tear down others to build up your stand
look down your nose it's your master plan
such theatrics when the tables turn
always the victim as you spin the words
web of lies just to see it burn
When will you ever learn
I'm really not such a bad guy
but I just cant stand the lie
that you and me are of the same species
when up close your more like human feces
ENDGAME
If the world tomorrow burned and crashed
out of the wreckage a new one rose from the ash
it is my hope that we would lose
everything that is about you
The problem is that you breed and breed
spilling your filth on live news feeds
contaminating my water supply
cant breath the air that filled with your lies.
I'm really not such a bad guy
but I just cant stand the lie
that you and me are of the same species
when up close your more like human feces
ENDGAME
(Would you please just go extinct.)
ENDGAME
ENDGAME
ENDGAME
Sunday, June 17, 2012
True Gods
I now know the ruler of this kingdom
They ask I leave his name unsaid
But I stand true to face my fears
And give salute to the king of the dead.
No ruler there in heaven
I have no time for hell
These are only children playthings
In this tragedy I tell
For Death is a true God
And his companion is Life
lover and mortal enemies
the balance hangs upon a knife
I have been graced by Mistress Life
And Lord Death shall follow she
We will meet face to face without fear
for I hold the trump card. Immortality
They ask I leave his name unsaid
But I stand true to face my fears
And give salute to the king of the dead.
No ruler there in heaven
I have no time for hell
These are only children playthings
In this tragedy I tell
For Death is a true God
And his companion is Life
lover and mortal enemies
the balance hangs upon a knife
I have been graced by Mistress Life
And Lord Death shall follow she
We will meet face to face without fear
for I hold the trump card. Immortality
FRAIL STRENGTH
These bodies of frailty strike a pose
As the mind sleeps in liquid bliss
The blade glitters of distant lights
A rarity i would truly miss
A short hurtful gasp
and released is all will power
The crimson blood flows
from your toppled ivory tower
in this passive aggressive
oxymoron labeled life
it's thrill or be killed
but it's you who holds the knife
your ignorance of suffering
is a blindfold for the blind
while denial is the razor blade
that cuts this ironic mind
As the mind sleeps in liquid bliss
The blade glitters of distant lights
A rarity i would truly miss
A short hurtful gasp
and released is all will power
The crimson blood flows
from your toppled ivory tower
in this passive aggressive
oxymoron labeled life
it's thrill or be killed
but it's you who holds the knife
your ignorance of suffering
is a blindfold for the blind
while denial is the razor blade
that cuts this ironic mind
Telegram
Hello to you back in the real world.
This is your favorite fallen star sending word,
of my failed attempt at normal life
and how my efforts seemed so damn absurd.
STOP!
The tears have dried and the wails have ceased.
My resentment has reached a new plateau.
But my feelings for you have risen,
Why did you have to forget me so?
STOP!
So I let my subconsciousness slip into the dark.
A straight jacket my only hug,
My shadow my only friend,
Buried deep in the hole i have dug.
STOP!
So goodbye to you in the real world,
This fallen star has burned out.
I am locked away in my rejection,
For you have befallen me with but a shout.
STOP! Please?
This is your favorite fallen star sending word,
of my failed attempt at normal life
and how my efforts seemed so damn absurd.
STOP!
The tears have dried and the wails have ceased.
My resentment has reached a new plateau.
But my feelings for you have risen,
Why did you have to forget me so?
STOP!
So I let my subconsciousness slip into the dark.
A straight jacket my only hug,
My shadow my only friend,
Buried deep in the hole i have dug.
STOP!
So goodbye to you in the real world,
This fallen star has burned out.
I am locked away in my rejection,
For you have befallen me with but a shout.
STOP! Please?
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Theater Of Flesh
Delicate paper lips call gently to me only to burn in the fire
How dare they look me straight in the face and call me a liar
I'll shake the pillars of heaven and turn god's face away
Even the devil has to bow to one such as me on this day
For i am the one true king of fools, a prince among clowns
The fairest of damsels come to see me crash and go down
This is a one time true event, a gala of my simple shame
The line it goes for miles to have a piece this cheap fame
A hushed silence over headstones, in the spot light a broken man
No curtain call on this spirit of vengeance, hatred my only plan
No encore of delegations only the roar of the masses in my fold
The lambs of slaughter ask not for glory, but of forgiveness so bold
By, Shannon A. Rhoten
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Savage Heart
Don't stop whispering in my ear
You soothe the savage beast
You give off rhythmic heart beats
This thumping, bumping in my brain
My blood boils and i think of oils
Spread on a body of water known as you
You keep me afloat in a sea of despair
Forever we dance on air
Like love birds in flight
people give their lives to see such sights
Yet you give to me freely in dreams
Of whip cream clouds and fallen angels
Is it a sin to think of you so much
Yet i defy the Gods for just one touch
Of whispering skin and plucking heart strings
Oh but how it stings, these birds and bees
You drop me to my knees my graceful deity
With your playful teasing and smiles
So i'll just rest here for awhile
Wrapped within your warm embrace
But here, again my heart begins to race
And it all starts with that
Whispering in my ear.
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