Digital Livining

Stuck in the sprawl
Can't move or draw
It's gray in here
Bright out there
Plugged in like a dying cosmonaut
...Gasping for air
Or at the very least
A high powered assault riffle

- Inside a digital stupor breeds a RiOt

Holographic Projections on the Plain of Existence

In the mist of this reality
I dream
Fully aware of what the light can do to me
I see
Darkness is calling me
waking me from deep sleep
My eyes are never fully open
I close them to avoid the dead things
They still call me
Crawling on me
If this is an illusion
Why is the fire gaining on me

- Words whispered by a ghost who lay dying before me

Josalisa RiOt

I'm A Secret Ghoul

I'm a secret ghoul
You all think I'm normal
But I'm not
I drink the blood of the ignorant
The ones who time forgot
I'm a secret ghoul
You all think I'm beautiful
But I'm not
I boil the minds of the innocent
In a cauldron witches pot
I've got the coldest touch
I'm a secret ghoul
I want to drown you in a swimming pool
Because I know the things you know not
And for that I hate you
I'm a secret ghoul
Empty and tragically beautiful
- Josalisa RiOt

In The Pocket Of A Samurai

I wrote my dreams on sarcophagus
Painted visions with the stars
Treaveled far away to Mars
You see this grief is ours
I've covered myself in hysteria
Driven mad by an area
Stir crazy in a tight space
I have demons to face
Consorting with Angels who fell down
They cut off my wings
And I lie
Telling them I still don't know how to fly
A bit of me died long ago
From the land of quiet geniuses
I suffer in the darkness
Mocked by empty screens and blank pages
I've been a real emcee for like ages
Never speaking to you
I'm at a life long funeral
Sadness
Madness
Gladness
Confusion
Fear
Greed
Need
Doubt
These are my sins
Destined to battle
Until my destiny is carried out

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Eulogy of Misery

I wonder how miserable can I get
Will I be so pissed that I actually explode
Or will I just continue to exist in this
Questioning my existence every moment
Really wondering if I am truly alive
Or just a digital replica of a human
Or am I the only one alive in the land of the dead
I am a gravedigger in an emotional cemetery
So buried alive
Feeding the hungry with the tears from my closed eyes
- Josalisa RiOt

Dancing with my death in the most beautiful crypt

A moment in time

When the guy you love looks at you and just starts to cry. It's like the whole world is a rainstorm and you have no need for an umbrella. Like the whole world is put on pause for a minute, and no one exist but the two of you. And Salvador Dali, Vincent Van Gogh, Franz Kafka, all poets. And you remember you can say anything to this person, and they truly understand. Like you can have a conversation that last a million years but it will never get boring. You remember love isn't passion, but compassion. And to me that's what the whole world needs right now.

Among the living

In my imagination it is not safe to go out there. Among the living, and unforgiving. Yet I travel with a smile wondering how long you all will carry on. Through the bullshit. Tossing dirt on my shallow grave. In the name of some dying creature deep down inside. I may be a monster from outer-space. Clinging to some future time and place. Closing my eyes to the sun. A sort of neo-digital dharma bum.