Ikigai

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The sun was stolen from me Time had no place Words stuck at the foot of my door Lost in the woods when I close my eyes Trees standing tall, thin The gentle breeze that crosses my face As the sparkle falls to the ground I found solace amongst those trees I was not alone, words flew by my ears The echoes of many Echoes of many who are free There is a feeling inside Scraping and tearing Ripping in through my side Setting ablaze to my own frame Not concerned with feeling pain There is a feeling inside It’s burning, it’s tearing I’ve done everything to hide The sun was stolen from me Time had no place Words stuck at the foot of my door Lost in the woods when I close my eyes Trees standing tall, thin I’ve left a trail, leading to me I know it’s nothing you want to see

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Frozen with fear The ground starts to shake Standing so nervous How long does this take? Walking for hours Leaves cracking from the weight above Regret is sinking in Fires at night Hands tight on the blade Remember this version Won’t come back the same Walking for hours Leaves cracking from the weight above Regret is sinking in Bones are trembling with every step Eyes closing, unsure if they will open again Any sense of pity must be cast aside Force the last breath from their body Fear must not reside Pain, something to hide Kill Kill Kill Kill Thrust towards the abdomen of this man Seeing so many with fear on their face Unsure if home will be gazed upon again Overwhelming light that bled into our eyes Stitching back the memories Rain bringing out the fragrance of the earth Frozen with fear The ground starts to shake Standing so nervous How long does this take? Walking for hours Leaves cracking from the weight above Regret is sinking in A decorative display of flesh Viciously stabbing his chest It's not for honor; Their lives will mean something through my blade I won’t stop twisting until I see the light fade from their eyes The red on the ground, is it the sun? Could the blood on my hands be washed from my tears? No, so I rub the guilt into my own eyes Torn of his flesh, he begs again Seething between my fingers No mercy, only skin They bow down in a grace so betraying Of their own will to live A funeral march led by the apathy of man Oblivion, I will bring you with me Only if you promise not to take me with you

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Distraught, deadly and uncomfortable Drowning in the masses An internal fight that causes doubts to what I really am Eyes wandering down to my feet in absolute repugnance Entering rooms with constant discomfort It’s infinite Truth cannot be spoken for reality To bring upon the wrath of our society’s pleas To submit to their will, and lie to myself Subjected to this torture from everyone else Truth cannot be spoken for reality To bring upon the wrath of our society’s pleas To submit to their will, and lie to myself Subjected to this torture from everyone else It feels like a battle that I cannot win Imagining the steel as it pierces my skin Listening in on conversations from an empty room Hearing all the ones you love spreading lies as “truth” Methods of electrocution to create a normal you Truth cannot be spoken for reality To bring upon the wrath of our society’s pleas To submit to their will, and lie to myself Subjected to this torture from everyone else Is this me? Yes me Not you Not you Truth cannot be spoken for reality To bring upon the wrath of our society’s pleas To submit to their will, and lie to myself Subjected to this torture from everyone else

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Constantly crashing The air smells like plastic Lost in the mattress I promise to crack this Constantly crashing The air smells like plastic Lost in the mattress I promise to crack this The craving gets sweeter I start to get weaker Flames burn from below As time starts to show Unsure of my fate Does a casket await? Or a box in the cold With my thoughts all alone There’s a rush I can not describe There's no qualms if I do die I find comfort in the sprint towards the last slumber Comfort in pain Destroying Bodily functions Hunger is gone So is my taste Clawing my face I’m starting to trace Needing assistance expelling my waste This is a cry for help I need someone else Someone to carry me home Someone to carry me home Someone to carry me home Someone to carry me home Just one more chance Just one more chance Just one more chance Just one more chance

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

A mother wails in pain as the child is born 18 years or more, time to settle the score A mother wails in pain as the child is born 18 years or more, time to settle the score Each time she dilates A growing list she creates Each time she dilates A growing list she creates Dig away at layers covering my fragile heart Start at my feet and scrape up to my shins Leaving the residual to barely scar As the years went by you became a ghost Disappointing, disappearing when I needed you the most “Now, it begins Fresh skin to maim When I’m finished with you, you will not be the same Please, cry harder It makes me stronger Knowing the power I’ll hold over you You’re not to question You’re to nod yes Don’t worry honey, I am trying my best Slowly you will learn I’m not concerned I am control” Dig away at layers covering my fragile heart Start at my feet and scrape up to my shins Leaving residual to barely scar As the years went by you became a ghost Disappointing, disappearing when I needed you the most Painted In your disguise Perfection Caressing my eyes Painted In your disguise Caressing my eyes “Now that I have you, right where I want you Spirit’s now broken Mental exhaustion The seventh of the second The day that you wrote this I need you alone It’s time to come home “Now that I have you, right where I want you Spirit’s now broken Mental exhaustion The seventh of the second The day that you wrote this I need you alone It’s time to come home. “

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

As ice cracks on the ground beneath I hear nature around me weep We’ve cut into her fragile womb With every step With every step, they break Unplanned warfare A fight so unfair So self aware No need to share Needlessly ripping roots from soil Tossing life in and let it boil This mother sobs This mother sobs into cold hands Unplanned warfare A fight so unfair So self aware No need to share Destruction caused from ignorance Death comes from indifference They’re crushing, they’re ruthless Untold numbers of deceased by hands of primitive beings Asphyxiate, disintegrate Helplessly watching her opus mangled Helplessly watching her opus mangled

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Woke up from this endless nightmare To find lacerations side by side This repetitious feeling will take a life Two decades have past How long will this last? Shattered glass across the floor For only seven years A lifetime this seems to last Frozen, surrounded by blood soaked glass The sun does not shine in this horrid place Trembling with tears All smiles are erased Stigma runs ramped First laughter, then crying This tiny blue cylinder will numb all five of your senses Soon to be distraught and co-dependent Only given 15 minutes to speak to the ones outside the walls Three cycles of the sun and moon have passed Finally feeling the touch of grass Two decades have passed How long will this last? Is it, all inside? Woke up from this endless nightmare This endless nightmare My mind is not my own Inside I am not alone Inside, inside, inside I am not alone Imbalanced by nature To no fault of my own The sun on the horizon Is a battle I’ve won Staring at the blood soaked walls Is it all inside? Staring at the blood soaked walls Staring at the blood soaked walls

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

I have found my reason for being, but it's too late The thunder of my heart beats Urgently caressing my arm A disgusting stench that stuck As lightning laced the sky Terror spreads through my bones A symphony of souls A symphony, a symphony of souls Tasting the rot, that fills the air Lips stained with blood, hands filled with hair No solace in the knowledge I have gathered The handle points towards my flesh Finally finding what I’ve been seeking, eternal rest Every soldier slaughtered Was a man, a father Look towards the sun Symphony Symphony of souls Symphony Symphony of souls I see the sun, one last time I finally have the words The trees are gone I am no longer lost I have found my reason for being, but it's too late I have found my reason for being, but it's too late

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025