Amid Adversities

As years gone by, I've had this on my mind; (I'm) to tell you the story where all of this began

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

I was born under lights of a flickering blunder, dignified by subliminal slumber Scarred by irreverent truths about what these walls have witnessed Magnified by the fact that all covered up the tools I was raised to praise In time the illusion cracked, I discovered, in here I am not safe Terrified by oppressive behavior, too afraid to become any braver Retained from my rights to receive respective treatment (That's why I am incomplete) Malevolent proof of another dispute, bruised by permeating view Undone, unsung, unwilling to come and change this only world I knew But still there was not one, not two, but three who tried to save my soul Holepunched the mind and made me take it until my thoughts wore cold Terrified by oppressive behavior, too afraid to become any braver Retained from my rights to receive respective treatment (That's why I am incomplete) Anesthetized by violent demeanor, accompanied with depressive propension This youth was crushed before it began to fulfill its intuition (These words are my woes) So now you know, the words that are my woes Stand by to hear the dreams in stillborn-woven disguise Rewound the line, twenty years in time The point where innocence decided to leave the eyes

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Some time ago a boy became a man Unable to take heed on all the reprimands Unequipped to see the consequences of his deeds But justified his acts telling wrath empowers sickly needs This travesty is sickening me Confined to your decay akin to virulent disdain Bewildering is this agony The scars from my sleep are still running deep Within adversity, nothing is right Living in agony, losing the sanity without a fight No anomaly amid adversities Unveiled to deities providing contorted reason to breach the pleas This travesty is sickening me Confined to your decay akin to virulent disdain Bewildering is this agony The scars from my sleep are still running deep Within the misery, nothing is right Living in agony, losing the sanity without a fight Sleep now my child, time will break your mind Make your sons blind to reveries of this kind Within the misery, nothing is right Living in agony, losing the sanity without a fight

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

A childlike conception of world Innocence wrapped in a heartful of gold Tailored to serve the values of life With just enough love to get by But the demons weaken strength from him Obliterates the will to resist giving in From a sanguine heart of forgotten child Seeking solace from his own world inside With a hope to find someone to love To flatline without (any) fear of the above Ascend through puppets amid their fears Wipe the desolation from sanguine tears But the demons weaken strength from him Obliterates the will to resist giving in From a sanguine heart of forgotten child Seeking solace from his own world inside Hope will carve a wound upon one another Until convinced that there is something to bother for And there's a will to make this right Turn the tables when the time is ripe Ever waiting for the waiting to end To revive the urge in me to amend But the demons weaken strength from him Obliterates the will to resist giving in From a sanguine heart of forgotten child Seeking solace from his own world inside Hope will carve a wound upon one another Until convinced that there is nothing to bother for

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Let me tell you 'bout a kid who never got to grow up without feeling himself unworthy and vain Instead he was disapproved for where his desires led him feeling safe and secure You refused to listen, to support to comprehend Rendered my endeavors foolish and inane Thank you father that I never had the chance to please your true will about what you wanted me to be Now that you can't control my deeds, will you bend in anxiety or cope with what I stand for? You refused to listen, to support to comprehend Rendered my endeavors foolish and inane Take your time dealing with what I have become Don't take pride: I did this all without your love Please do forgive me for what I never wanted to say straight to your face without feeling myself ungrateful for the things you gave me: scars that never heal - I despise your life to all extents You refused to listen, to support or comprehend I'll never stop holding you in utter contempt Take your time dealing with what I have become Know this line: I did this purely out of spite

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

In the place we spent our youthful years We were being neglected, even rejected Caught between our most profound fears Held confined in resentment, withdrawn from contentment Mother help me, don't avert your eyes; Save me from this horrid sewage of lies For the lack of our paternal guide; The son who deflected pain introverted Mothers, blinded, they were forced to abide Their creations of madness renewing the sadness Generations (of) re-enacting their ways Mothers cry ashamed of what they have made The cast of the play ranges, but the script never changes We stand alone in our bloodlines with no one to trust - let alone confine (We have waited our sons to become) You were waiting your sons to become (We have saved our words to no one) You were saving our words to none (Hoping to never turn just like one of them) Swearing to never become his kind (The Fathers who never have inherited true men) The one who gave us life and left us blind I curse you by this rhyme In this hell I'm still blind I curse you by this rhyme In this hell I'm still blind But I will find my own time Through my line, beyond that gate Mother, I am sure that you never intended to do me any harm Mother, I'll cure with the help of love you gave within your arms

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

There's no moral to justify the tyranny you put us through How the hell did this conclusion appear coming out of the blue? There's nothing you could do or say to make it go away I don't care of your life in denial, it just doesn't work that way For sure, no more - adhering your tainted whims Reach out, collect - the pieces of my fractured limbs I am stronger than ever to enter this world anew Where I redefine my identity with something pure You don't have to wear a pride, a smile or joy inside Just know there's nothing to do, I'm forged this way for the lifetime ... to come For sure, no more - adhering your tainted whims Reach out, collect - the pieces of my fractured limbs (Released from oppressive behavior, not afraid to become any braver) (Regained all my rights to receive respective treatment) That's why I will be complete I'm not afraid anymore It's changed now for sure I discovered my own cure: All it took was departure fifty-eight 58 - The place of oppression 58 - And perpetual neglection 58 - Leaving with the stack I'll never go back "So this is what hell is I would've never believed it The fire, the brimstone, the torture. Ah, there is no need for torture, Cause hell .. is other people" (Jean-Paul Sartre, "No Exit") But still, there I went to enter the brand new world With no armaments to fight the injustice against myself You made sure that I never had the defensive mechanisms To oppose my adversaries in this travesty of a world we live in For sure, no more - adhering your tainted whims Reach out, collect - the pieces of my fractured limbs 58 - The place of oppression 58 - And perpetual neglection 58 - Leaving with the stack I'll never go back ... to breach my integrity

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025