Chris Is Definitely Topher Em

You know me.

  • I’m so Restless, I detest this feeling
  • It’s been robbing, Stealing my sanity
  • Without my consent, Retaliating in Revenge
  • Relentless and Unhinged
  • It’s an Evil, Terrible Entity
  • growing, coming out from within me
  • I’ve changed for better or worst
  • and I’ll never come back for her
  • So I welcome this fall from grace
  • and I hope I may rest in Peace
  • But I know I’ll be going to a Devilish Place
  • Just like the demon I became back in the day
  • I lay here Broken,
  • So build me back up again
  • Just to Burn me Down
  • and Spread my ashes in the wind.
  • There will be no return with intent
  • You know me, I’m not the kind
  • To think back, rewind, feel bad all the time
  • So try to forget, maybe not forgive my mind.

-Christopher Em


Amnesty, the Remedy

Ups in the Morning, Downers at night

I mixed them up… I’m not feeling right.

Shut It, Stop the Mourning, Let it fade out

Drown it all out with Discerning behavior

I’m southbound, under the ground

within the depths of fire around

indistinct laughter, I blinked and it was all over

With a smile plastered on my face, its all over

The Devil and I have so much in common

The Devil and Her, Have the same Eyes

The Devil in Me, The Devil in Me

Reveling in a bloody mess,

But there is Still but a Difference

I can Change, within an instant

or maybe thats just exageration

I’m barely breathing, Desperation takes hold

and within the silence and lack of entropy

Exasperation withholds the remedy

That beautiful redemption

an empty pocket of amnesty

-Christopher Em


Mister, Mister..

I don’t eat, I don’t sleep…

I must be a machine,

or possibly insane

I don’t know, what do you say?

Why do I feel this way? Oh so in sane

Like the tracks fell off the train

Like a bullet going to greet my brain

this cycle has a chain,

and its pulling me down with all it’s weight

I don’t know how much more I can take

But I’ll hold on until my bones break

or my mind does the same…

but now I’m just contradicting,

rephrasing and reiterating…

I can’t help it, my brain is reconfiguring

And theres all new things I’ve been discovering

carved out from the depths behind

starving for attention all the time

but never noticed in the light

Mr. Razor and I

My closest friend, we talk everything through

Dragging it out of me, it comes pouring

Because of this Razor I’ve been employing

Life is dark, but still subtly enjoying…

When all Feeling fades

Blood, Sex, and Pain pave the way

When my veins run dry and haltered

I’ll Introduce Mr. Razor to my Revolver

-Christopher Em


with eyes wide open

With eyes wide open

I took the most important

Your bloody, still-beating organ

Like a thief in night, Leaving you starry eyed

I’d say I gave this my best

But we both lost our all-in bets

I’d say, “Toast to the end!”

But not before I get my Revenge.

I called this from the beginning

Those late night calls, so revealing

I forgot rule Number 1, I forgot again…

Don’t let any Feelings sink in.

So, With Eyes Wide Open

I took the most Important

Your Bloody, Still-Beating Organ

Like a Thief in the Night, Like I treated you right.

-Christopher Em


    Bedtime story

    • Its like I keep falling over the edge
    • But I keep climbing back up again
    • and crawling to your legs, 
    • just to ruin my own second chance.
    • And I keep Fighting for romance
    • but I know it’ll stay the same, time and time again
    • I Wish I could be a bed time story,
    • but my book ends bloody and gory.
    • I’ve been shot down, I’ve been cut up
    • When I’m on my own and fucked up
    • I Honestly couldn’t care less
    • Fuck the edge, I’ll jump off without regret.
    • But I’ve changed, and I’ve been tamed
    • For what? I’m not too sure this time…
    • The greater good? I wish I could.
    • or maybe I’m just a Liar, a Monster in Disguise
    • Just waiting around the corner to take your life,
    • Spending all my Time, all my mind 
    • just to turn your world inside out and upside-down
    • Like a psychopathic liar, Like a Heretic on Fire.
    • But Honestly, I don’t know much more than you.
    • Immodestly, I would say “Forget the Past, I’m different,”
    • and with it, would come a grin of devilish content.
    • But I won’t lie, I won’t Hide, I’ll stand in the open, even if you want revenge.

    -Christopher Em


      Games.

      • Are you trying to make me jealous?
      • Why can’t you play fair?
      • You’re holding hands with other fellas 
      • ‘Cause you’re head is full of air.
      • So, Why not just Harvest my Organs?
      • I can’t handle this, It’s me or Him!
      • I’m here in Dire Need, Contemplating Prior Needs
      • I’m about to set fire to Everyone and Me.
      • Well, then, Now I know…
      • You were Faking about it all.
      • Well, then, I guess it’s “goodbye”
      • For tonight, and the rest of our lives.
      • So, Whore, Don’t you like games anymore?
      • Can’t handle this shit? You Motherfucking Bitch.
      • Begging on your knees, Bleeding is a Relief.
      • Get on your fucking knees, Men have Needs.

      -Christopher Em


      Behind the scenes.

      • Lost my Mind and I
      • Branded your hateful words on my hands and
      • you left me stranded,
      • where are your faithful words now?
      • I’ve been marked, I’ve been scarred
      • I’ve been shot in the arm
      • And gone much too far 
      • To remember where we once were
      • As if the world revolved around
      • Just me and myself like
      • my life is a playground
      • Taken for granted, I left the scene single handed.

      - Christopher Em


      morbid

      Natural disaster on my mind,

      a great word, of she who’s defined

      waiting for my head to explode

      blood stains on my clothes

      before we close down tonight

      I’d throw it all away

      before the end curtain calls

      I’ll cut out my heart once and for all.

      and before we’re summoned unto

      release me, myself, and I

      before tonight runs dry and morning shines

      I’ll take back whats rightfully mine

      I know you won’t mind just like me

      I know your mind just like mine

      I know your heart’s beating pace

      and that we’re both clinically insane

      institutions, in and out of the mainframe

      Broke your heart and mine too

      my bloody slate, washed by the rain

      But I won’t be clean, or dreaming

      So I cut her up.. revealing.

      whats right fully mine.

      -Christopher Em


      My favorite burden

      • You’re my favorite burden
      • Suburban girl filled with disturbing
      • thoughts, just like the rest of us
      • relationship filled with lust
      • You were calm since birth
      • Now, We’re coming down and you’re about to burst
      • I’ll turn my back onto the earth
      • As long as my face stands toward yours
      • So angry, So Pathetic, So Lethargic
      • So fuck them, The Hierarchic
      • He won’t know, They won’t know,
      • She doesn’t care, where we go.
      • And so, In love and Lunacy
      • I’ll keep you with me..
      • In my heart,
      • You make it easier when life gets hard.

      -Christopher Em


        Publicity.

        Say “cheers” to the sky, Take a shot

        and Blow smoke in her eyes, Or maybe not

        as The twilight drags into Lazy Day

        Re-dose and end it all the same.

        Some Beers, Some Fights, and Human Rights

        Talk about nothing and sound just fine

        Sing up to the stars, and Drink down and far.

        Bring me back again, I’m feeling a fight at the bar.

        Take me on, I’m in the mood; Take me on, I’m tasting blood

        Something Dangerous, I’m Feeling Cancerous

        Adventurous and Never Generous

        Theres no one to fend for us.

        Say “cheers” to the sky, Remember tonight

        Take 1, Take 2, Take 5 or 10

        Coat my lungs with black, start drinking again

        a toast goes out to this sinking feeling.

        So I’ll Drink Down these Feelings far

        I’m going to town, Stealing hearts.

        Psychopathic, Thats me, handing out autographs to see

        Publicity did this to me.

        - Christopher Em


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