O Českupaulg
In death Floating along the wisp of life. Feeling lost in heavens great strife. My love is finally broken in shards. The hatred that begins with you ends With news of angst from stars and bars. I read your palms time after time. None of it can make any sense. Joking and poking with a mime. Often you gave in to your tense Meaning when Venus was Aline with mars. Getting no where with this simple song. My anger is burnt up with your desire. The angel in black has burned with fire. Laughing with its evil, grinning bong. My shroud is grass, the coffin is now.
Night of our moon This world is a game of do or die We refuse to see the tears as the children, they cry We don't even stop to ask ourselves why It's not that we're mean, we simply know not how to be so kind And the moon rises over the rye Eerily kissing the twilight goodbye the moon rising over the rye Blue skies are for the eagles wings and sometimes, when the moon is up,the wind only seems to sing of how, come dawn, the skies are free it's beauty is shared by you and me And the moon's disappearing into a blue sky granting the eagles the freedom to fly the moon disappearing into our blue sky We have all had our share of sorrow and pain Without this, may I ask you, would you really be sane and though it is sad to see our loved ones leave you'd be blind not to see how through darkness the moon's light does weave And as we look to the moon we're in tears as we remember good times and past years looking to the moonlight in tears We have made it through the day, the moon is now in sight Come now children, you've all been wronged and you know this in the night You ponder of how in the day the wrong could seem so right You ignorance betrayed you, and did you really think there could be a shadow not cast by light And the moon comes to us in the night through darkness comes hope with its pale silver light the moon is with you in the night Now it may just be me, but man,it seems, is overrated But to you I'm a child, and so the poet has overstated As you turn away from the truth, you cast your own shadow of doubt And as you are engulfed in its darkness, your denial it echoed in shout And as we watch the shadows dance on an eerie moonlit night No longer ignorant, but innocent, no longer wrong nor right Our lives had seemed so hollow, here their only an illusion The wind is calling out my name. End of poem, my last conclusion
Follow The Map I'll run away when I'm 17 My future, I've already seen I see you and some grief Lets grow old on the western coast You is what I've always needed most These times have got the best of you CHORUS: I've grown so cold Goodbye to pain, goodbye to love I've lost all the feeling This sea-salt air has overtaken my soul Let it overtake you too I've won all the wars that I need And kept promises that I could keep So this time, I have to leave I'm dreaming, I can't fall asleep My minds on fire I lay restless, and tired Have you ever imagined a new life It's your choice, you have a second time I hope you think more then just twice CHORUS x 2 All of this is left unreal Written down as a failure I feel I made my move, I went in for the kill I'm left bloody, and wide-open My tears are leaving my eyes out of focus We could live life the way we want Goodbye, I'm sorry I've been so blunt CHORUS x 2 I'll run away when I'm 17 I'll leave you when I'm 17 CHORUS x 1
Purple Terminology & Rainbow Clouds Light winged smoke, the one to blame, Creeping out from my minds clear flame. Silvery surface of my imagination, Fading to black, from all accusation. I lay upon the midnights shadowy skirts, Watching black moonbeams with the stars emberresed. Heavenly leisure, waiting over the top, But I keep falling, I cant seem to stop. Purple terminology filling me instead, Of red or yellow flowers buds, opening their heads. Great waves from an ocean so blue, I heed not this, buts its monsters, always true. Whats left, in this world thats fake? Just I, rusting with the mistakes. Rainbow clouds of sweet lullaby, Take me now, I'm ready to die.
Tragic Ending The light at the end of went out too soon This kid wasn't meant to fall to his doom Today the school is mourning his death Crying in the halls, not able to rest These kids really loved him He wasn't meant to die so soon Six more months until his graduation An empty chair, and hearts left with questions Tears and memory's in behalf of his blessings This schools never going to be the same He came so fast and left too soon These kids really loved him Standing in the halls they reminisce All the good things about him they'll always miss He's the only kid in school who spun a binder on his finger Carried a boom box when skiing down the hill Something I think about to this day still Yet I can't seem to understand what was going through his head I came to school, finding out this kid he was dead A tragic ending to an unfinished story
Without even knowing there are eyes on every face so why do yours make my heart race why does your smile light up my day and then take all my pain away what's more why have those eyes I prize never once looked into mine every day I talk to you but still you haven't got a clue just how much love I feel for you I want to do what you do for me to share your pleasures and your pain and wipe away your wounds with ease I want to feel your tender touch and hear your whispers in the dark that turn all of my fears to dust all alone here lying in bed thoughts of you pop in my head fantasies of love so true but I'll never get what I want from you realization tears me apart tears slip down my cheeks without even knowing, you broke my heart
Sing~a~Song~ of~Sixpence sing a song of sixpence a bottle full of rye four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie. When the pie was opened the birds began to sing; Who put that pastry on, we could'nt see a thing! The King was in the counting house Counting out his money; The Queen was in the parlour, Looking at him kind of funny! The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes; where the king spends his cash, she's the one who knows! ali-p 2003
Leather Lace i once saw a face, it was so beautiful, it began to drown my soul, quicker as she stood in leather lace, and time began to unfold, I could hear the melody starting to pull, so i grasped her mystical flow, towards the heart, which began to beat, did not know her, nor knew where to start, when or how could we meet, deep started to call on deep, and in my heart and soul began for her to weep, i need an explanation, for such a moment, but as soon as i was told, i found out she was heaven sent! I can't understand the concept, emotions in a rage, but why writing tears on this last page, she may not understand and she may not care, but truly she is more than the crystal clear, morning of fog and light, truly god sent beauty to my sight, for this is the day i met grace, and yes she stood in leather lace!
Vulnerable I feel so insecure, But confident and so sure, Knowing that you love me,but also realizing, That with one word you could break my heart, And with one movement you could shatter my soul, And with one thought you could destroy my dreams, I've never felt this way before, Don't know if its healthy, Or rotten to the core, All I know is that as Abby would say, "Your the key on my key-chain, and the rose on my bush," So please don't kick down the door, Or let the flowers wilt to the floor, because I Love You more than you could ever know, And I never want to let you go.
Free or Not? Shackles of a broken love, loosen and drop from my soul Give me the freedom I've yearned for to fully make me whole Allow me to search within myself with the ability to find A love that doesn't hurt my heart nor destroy my mind I want to be free, just me, myself and I I want to be free, and let not time pass me by For so long I have accepted a cloudiness in my space No more shall endure such pain, for this I shall erase The time has come for me to make a new change in my life Questions and answers being sought, appears before my eyes I want to be free, just me, myself and I I want to be free, and live a joyful peaceful life. I choose to embrace peace and happiness within my inner soul Thanking you for strengthening me and loosening up this hold Sometimes it may take time for a broken love to heal But, only if I keep the faith, will a true love be revealed It's being free to love me, to love myself and I Time to me is of the essence and it will not pass me by
Complicated I want to give you everything Its you I want to hold But how can I do this When right now I feel so cold I wonder if I’m wasting my time On something that may not be When all I want to show you Is the whole me I could tell you a million times Just how great life could be If only you can change your ways For a survival of you and me I could walk away right now And always wonder why My tears would be just like the snow Frozen when I cry Danyon L. Youngs 2-11-02
Just Say Goodbye I can feel it slipping away- the love we once shared. Maybe it was just a dream or an illusion to make myself happy Maybe you really hate me- maybe you were just being polite. So much crap- no more all gone Intense emotion faded.... into the abyss. Soul mates, gone. All eyes on me-never end walking slowly away.
The Great White Wish (The Word Of Jesus): "God is a murderer" I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures, I'd only love you for you're buried treasures. I can see death when we are all feel so high, I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon, I feel like I only hate you on a full moon. I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you, You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew. (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. (Bridge) This is what I do, Something inside of you. This is what I feel, It's okay to kill. This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought.
Why am I still waiting? I sit on my bed staring at the clock, Where are you? It then strikes half past two, when will you call? three o'clock and you still haven't called, Why am I still waiting? I've sat here since one pm or earlier, I'm sick of these games you play. Tampering with my trust in you and making me feel not wanted, I'm done with this. But if I'm sick of all this then why do I stick around? I love you. You finally call at pm and I'm ready to let you go, But I want to know where you were. So where were you while I waited around for you? You then say you just forgot. I think about it all while I listen to Numb by Linkin Park Which reminds me a little of us. A month passes and I hear from you yet again, You want my heart to belong to you once more. Stupid me let's myself fall back in love with you I know it won't last forever. I now feel for someone other than you and it is not fair. So I say goodbye once again. A couple weeks later, all I think about is you, Please let me try one more time. That is all I ask, Just one date.
Parting Ways (The Day The Music Died) The last note still ringing in his ears, the night’s events still swirling around in his head, he walks out of the door into the warm evening air. The entire atmosphere is one of joyous sadness. Emotions course through the air, giving it some sort of charge. The next morning shall be the last exchange of the drink of the fruit of passion, and yet the solemn first for him. Later tomorrow he knows, they all know, that they must part ways. They must all leave their oasis of comfort and security to dive again into the vast sea of reality, of conformity. Yet still they cherish it, hold on to it. Even in the last moments of such a magical night, they open their minds, their hearts, open their souls to each other and learn to love that which is there in what others have exposed. The chants of “…MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE” truly resound in not only everyone’s thoughts but in their utmost desires. Late that night, lying in that same old bed for the last time, gazing up at the concrete ceiling. Finally, his thoughts allowed to sit and slowly filter out. Shock, insubordinate yet knowingly unjust anger. A few muttered words from the other side of the room, a brief agreement of opinions. Then silence. The hazy recollection of events over the past three weeks, the bittersweet insanity which so marked each and every day. The mistakes made, the friendships formed, the battles lost and won. And as all of this starts to settle down into a gentle murmur, he drifts off into sleep. The next morning, torn from the warm embrace of his frail sheets, down to the circle, sips from the glass, toasts to a fallen comrade. Soon enough the group all progressed to go through their daily routines one final time. They returned to what they knew was the inevitable. They were there, it was time to be rounded up and brought back to their respective lives. Tears were shed, last goodbyes, every single one of them joined as one united being, as one entity separate from their single selves. Each and every one of them will never leave the spot they were when they knew it was time they had to leave. Those who knew they could never return let fall the rains of their misery. Their true love for something so intangible yet so true and so real ripped apart their true selves and lovingly joined their true selves back together in an instant. But, as inevitabilities go, by midday it was empty and silent. Once could almost feel on the air all that had occurred there so few hours ago. That evening, He finally lay in bed before sleep. All were dispersed from that place they cherished so dear, back in the true world but thinking of naught but what they had left behind. And all at once, without warning, from places near and far came the sound of 300 voices: “This will be the day that I die…”
Left Untouched Not talking is tearing me apart your friendship held such a special part of my heart Everything was going alright that was until the other night Maybe it never should have be spoken of Just left in the dark as a hidden love Being more than friends could make this end A helping hand you will not lend Your feelings are so unclear to me Others have said but i will let it be All i want is to hear it from you Set me straight and tell me true
Always Gone Chest enclosed heart about to explode please don't leave again you've already left I know it's not the way I think of it but I can't help but think of it that way I know you care about me so why are you so far? Why does my heart want you so knowing you are too soon to leave knowing I will be left with tears and memories once lived now gone. Through the darkness of it all it was worth it you are worth the pain of seeing you leave because at least I got to see you Why does my heart whisper your name into the wind, when all it does is travel the other way? Why do you torture me so with words of brilliance only to be left behind with the hands of time?
Purple Terminology & Rainbow Clouds Light winged smoke, the one to blame, Creeping out from my minds clear flame. Silvery surface of my imagination, Fading to black, from all accusation. I lay upon the midnights shadowy skirts, Watching black moonbeams with the stars emberresed. Heavenly leisure, waiting over the top, But I keep falling, I cant seem to stop. Purple terminology filling me instead, Of red or yellow flowers buds, opening their heads. Great waves from an ocean so blue, I heed not this, buts its monsters, always true. Whats left, in this world thats fake? Just I, rusting with the mistakes. Rainbow clouds of sweet lullaby, Take me now, I'm ready to die.
Confusing Confusion So many choices, don't know where to go North; South; East; West, being pulled in all directions Work or study can not decide love and hate, to live or die cross or stay, come or go confusing the paths , but down which road? Left or right, up and down sing a song or smile or frown speak of feelings, keep them inside embrace death or coward and hide show my face or wear the mask eat the food or the trash so many choices without a clue of the decisions I'm to do. stay with you, come or go wait beside, behind or below questions problems which to solve the fun, cruel, maybe non at all so many choices, going insane or already was, ahh! the pain so many choices, what to do i do not know, I HAVE NOT A CLUE!!!!!!
Tangerine Reflection Exoskeletal waste peeled off in sickening stretches of torn bone marrow ripping. T O S aside as S rubbish. E D Rummage through file cabinets of trials,habits,love and all the other trivial things we can't breath without. Sticky soul penetrated by a roaming finger. Lingering aftertaste. Smash the case and open up my mind or don't. Who cares either way? Pulp sculpted into a car wreck victim's heart,beating in a soggy pile. Terrains of orange like the straining morning trying to invade the horizon again. Adjust the tint knob. Life is green. And always moreso on the other side of discovery. Rubbery shrapnel. Apples to oranges is the equation of my existence. Armor annihilated and discarded. Amour,why?These flakes span our parted ways my melting dove.
A Suicide Bombing An unimaginably loud explosion, Is followed by broken glass, And the screams of women and children, Who are caught up in the blast. They are caught up in a conflict, It is catching up with all their lives, It hasn’t asked for what it’s taken, And it won’t apologise. The people open their eyes, Or at least all those who can, They don’t want to see the damage, Dealt by the bombers hand. They survey all the bleeding, They hear the cries of pain, They struggle to comprehend this, And they start to feel the strain. A half a dozen are dead, Fathers, mothers and sons, And no one can answer the question: In all this loss, just who has won? What would drive a person To board a bus with this in his head? The survivors don’t know the reason, Anyone who does is probably dead.
After the Storm It was a warm fall night, And scattered around the ground were leaves, As the wind blew the empty tree's gently in the breeze. Whispers could be heard as wolves were howling steadily. The moon was bright, the shadows were mysterious. The laughter's slowly diminished as the fog rolled in. The land grew dark, the shadows not as sharp, But the waves kept moving peacefully -in and out.- The tide was high, the moon was full but slightly hidden in this merely fog that had moved on shore. Clouds slowly part as the stars can be seen, lighting the colours of the forest. As our boat entered the harbour's lights, we knew we were finally home; safe and sound! Our journey has come to an end on this warm fall night, so we thought...
I..i jus..iuno i dont know anymore wasn't this suppose to be home? parents and their kids have issues from yelling to hitting to leaving to drugs well thats my life always yelling, being hit, always leaving, on drugs to much its not going to change my life isn't worth much anymore it never was actually... i told my dad he's a fucking prick his reaction... he threw a glass ashtray at me thats ok though; being on all sorts of pills no pain what so ever my dad will get it back all the stuff he's put me through his time will come i will not say though it will just happen for now im packing up and going home once again but it wont change much just wont have to put up with dad everything else will be the same
Hope in life I had hope I should of known it was lie I knew it wouldn't last I knew someone was lying to me I knew it why did I believe you why did I believe her I believed cause I have dreams I have hopes but why have hope hope is pointless hope will only cause me to break more so I give up hope I will leave this hope of find loving I will leave all hope behind I will slowly die for hope was all that I had in life hope... is a dream
Leather Lace i once saw a face, it was so beautiful, it began to drown my soul, quicker as she stood in leather lace, and time began to unfold, I could hear the melody starting to pull, so i grasped her mystical flow, towards the heart, which began to beat, did not know her, nor knew where to start, when or how could we meet, deep started to call on deep, and in my heart and soul began for her to weep, i need an explanation, for such a moment, but as soon as i was told, i found out she was heaven sent! I can't understand the concept, emotions in a rage, but why writing tears on this last page, she may not understand and she may not care, but truly she is more than the crystal clear, morning of fog and light, truly god sent beauty to my sight, for this is the day i met grace, and yes she stood in leather lace!
Fading a few unwanted words meant more then pain itself we were falling all together thought talking might help i guess i was wrong it only made it worst the tears finally came and we both just burst a couple days that were unbearable thought - how could i go on those few hours we hadn't spoke seemed like way to long just when i thought we were over that we'd finally reached the end we both thought it over and we still were best of friends you promised no more fading i promised to put you as one but as a week or two went past the hiding from each other again begun you don't tell me anything all i ever hear are those three words as though everything will be okay as long as they are heard i don't tell you either fear it won't be kept safe that something else will begin and all the love will turn to hate i want to know whats wrong just tell me and prove yourself true and i promise if there's anything i need i will always turn to you no more hiding anything no more creating pain always there for each other to keep each other sane always will i love you i never want to see you fade just as long as you promise never to throw what we have away not over some guy or something you think is love because together thats what we have thats what our friendships' of you were the one who was there before the greatest friend in the world i love you always and forever always ~ your baby girl ~*)()(baby girl)()(*~
Never Broken My heart is in your hands. What will you do with it? I give it freely; I've not had it broken before. I may not deserve it, but I hope we end together. We may not make it, but we have to try, right? How could we sacrifice what we have, something so beautiful. These are the things dreams are made of, that which we have, Things sometimes never achieved. We have. You tell me you're mine, if I ever want you. How could you even doubt it? I never have. You say you're independent - so am I. You don't want to be tied down too early. I'll help you fly. You say you don't want to spend eternity without me. What kind of God would do that to us? Not any God of mine. Time wasted on meaningless pastimes, without you. So many things I want you to see, to be with me through. I can't wait for the day I never leave you, together. The day we become one, in God's eyes, forever. Love does not begin to say it all.
Two for the Price of one! Today only sales a slice of heaven with a free movie rental per three card purchase exceptions everywhere to everyday prices always the drive for money and sex and more money the two things that never come free always a price attached gift with purchase free WITH 6 UPC's green trees are hard to grow big constantly plucked by these undieing consumer driven souls who say and believe to give is NEVER better than to receive knowing in their minds whats under that bow but not the store sweat shops didn't you know your new tee shirt yeah the green one that goes so well with your khaki pants it was hand sewn by a six year old doesn't matter you say because they got paid minus the taxes room and board 500 dollars a month sucked into a plastic card and unknown recites you don't know where the money goes where it stops no body knows landlord to crack dealer to HIS father to buy YOUR great aunts CHRIST-mas gift never ending circle of life driven by money FOR money after all" someone has to pay the Shaffer who buys the cookies who pays the utilities who buys a plunger who goes to McDonald's only to sue ask for more money for making him fat no more McDonald's fault than yours but the cycle continues who buys grandma's gift which is inherited by the cats who eat it away but there's plenty more where that came from but where did it come from does anyone know the curse of money flow dimes Regan dimes marching through the street calling our souls the TRUE pipers song of green greed is that enough 4 point what Mr.Gates? swimming in ones starving children let them starve lonely monks with pea plants all green in the end natures cycle man's mistake
One Way My face dry and burnt from the afternoon sun, Facing toward forever. Behind me, a world of pain and anguish, One step forward, a solution. They yell from below, But their voices are trivial. They didn't care then, They don't care now. Slowly breathing, There's no turning back. I let myself fly, The wind on my side, And soar from the peak of despair. Falling into an endless ocean of darkness, Into the pain, that no one bothered to notice. Ripping the air, Like a knife plunged deep, A blur out the window, To those who would cynically glance. A waste of skin, A waste of time, A waste of life. Blessed, Sweet, Pavement...
Message Upon a mailbox I did stumble And all that I wished Was to leave a message Perfect, like they were. This is what I left: I want to leave a message Something Beautiful And touching Yet witty And humorous Intelligent But not pretentious... I guess this will work I love you. That is all.
Message Upon a mailbox I did stumble And all that I wished Was to leave a message Perfect, like they were. This is what I left: I want to leave a message Something Beautiful And touching Yet witty And humorous Intelligent But not pretentious... I guess this will work I love you. That is all.
Leather Lace i once saw a face, it was so beautiful, it began to drown my soul, quicker as she stood in leather lace, and time began to unfold, I could hear the melody starting to pull, so i grasped her mystical flow, towards the heart, which began to beat, did not know her, nor knew where to start, when or how could we meet, deep started to call on deep, and in my heart and soul began for her to weep, i need an explanation, for such a moment, but as soon as i was told, i found out she was heaven sent! I can't understand the concept, emotions in a rage, but why writing tears on this last page, she may not understand and she may not care, but truly she is more than the crystal clear, morning of fog and light, truly god sent beauty to my sight, for this is the day i met grace, and yes she stood in leather lace!
Suicide Why did I do this, Why did I lie, Why did I chose that I wanted to die? I picked up that knife, And slit up and down, The blood rushing out, my life ending fast was a definite doubt, I swallowed those pills, I knew the many people that kills, The taste sour in my mouth, My breath now was going south, Slower and slower I began to breath, Why did he have to leave, I lay on the floor, Trying to reach the door, My screams no one heard, Not even a single word, I begged to God, Don't let me do this, Don't let me die, Then for no reason, I began to wonder why, I remembered his face, Oh I want to leave this place, I crawled out the door, Blood rushing out more and more, The trail followed me into the kitchen, I opened a drawer, Then everything I used to fear, Became so clear, As I held that gun to my head, I knew in a minute Id be dead, BOOM... Standing over my body I began to realize, That Im not the only person people will try to victimize, Why did I do this, Why did I lie, Why did I chose, That I wanted to die?
The Great White Wish (The Word Of Jesus): "God is a murderer" I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures, I'd only love you for you're buried treasures. I can see death when we are all feel so high, I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon, I feel like I only hate you on a full moon. I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you, You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew. (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. (Bridge) This is what I do, Something inside of you. This is what I feel, It's okay to kill. This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought.
Feeling insecure, are we? we stay within the confines of our bodies and the concrete; we communicate with simple greetings while we hurry on to more important things ...classes, appointments, critical meetings... Hello there. (do you see my face?) (don’t be alarmed dear, it isn’t really mine, this is only stage make-up... and I put it on sometimes, when I want to hide or pretend to be anyone but me... You understand, don’t you?) Hello there. (do you hear my words?) (I fancy them passionate purple and red, but you disagree claiming they’re deceitful green. and when they float from my mouth dear, you’ll find they buzz around your ear, until they decide it is safe to crawl in. next, the decision is your's alone will you chew on them for the time being savoring what they have to offer, will you find them true and better than all that saccharin shit you’ve been eating up till now? will you be finicky, as you usually are, will you go in unwillingly, and find they are rotten will you spit them on the sidewalk and run quickly away? will you mold my words... like jell-o...or play-doh ...or kids with mashed potatoes... and then, when your new sculpture is complete ...a masterpiece in its own right... will you hand it back to me ...well, by then, it's not the same ...words switched, meaning’s changed) Hello there. (do you see me stroll away? ...and I seem confident inside these confines... it’s as though self and sidewalk have no effect on me)
Third Strike So I ran around in the dark (a mistake) With blind eyes, and a blind mind (a choice) I've ran out of words (a crime) Let me end this now (so I can die) I've broken down (ran out of time) Ruined everything again (my life) Why can't I go? Why can't I go? CHORUS: Blistering fire tears my insides To a crisp, I find myself go blind Help me now, I need your kiss so bad Look, now I've succumbed to be sad Tear drops burn my wounds I always figured I'd end up last, I'd lose And this time I'll be smart Won't be misled, won't be brought down Walk my way over the snow covered hills Find a life that suites me well So long, we'll meet again sometime before hell CHORUS x 2 REPEAT 1 with parentheses first CHORUS x 1
If you could if you could read some ones mind do you every wounder what you'll find maybe a mind full of hopes an wonderful dreams or of thoughts of death an an not so good things would you use it to your advantage to make people see the damage or the warmness of there heart an not the darkness in every part if you could read my mine do you wounder what you would find wrote between the lines??
Why I Do It Some things we do and we wonder why We wish we could say why we did it If you think about it you already know You just don't want to admit it You climb so high and wish to come down When you're down you wish you were up The worst feeling you could imagine Wait till your down and you want back up Pray to forget your life one more minute It's all you need to get through the day Kill yourself inside when you think Wanting to be there all day You're there and you wonder why Why is this what you want You're down and it kills you inside And you realize it's all you want Let me forget you, let me forget everything I know its killing me, everything is I hurt myself one way or the other Right now, it doesn't matter what it is
I..i jus..iuno i dont know anymore wasn't this suppose to be home? parents and their kids have issues from yelling to hitting to leaving to drugs well thats my life always yelling, being hit, always leaving, on drugs to much its not going to change my life isn't worth much anymore it never was actually... i told my dad he's a fucking prick his reaction... he threw a glass ashtray at me thats ok though; being on all sorts of pills no pain what so ever my dad will get it back all the stuff he's put me through his time will come i will not say though it will just happen for now im packing up and going home once again but it wont change much just wont have to put up with dad everything else will be the same
Cold Moon blue seclusion illuminating the midnight forest every breath sending a cloud of cold crystals it is all the best looking at the cold blue moon wondering..... Will I die soon? Is this the last thing of beauty I see? And something tells me no To keep living my life Because.... There is another full moon Around the corner
Leather Lace i once saw a face, it was so beautiful, it began to drown my soul, quicker as she stood in leather lace, and time began to unfold, I could hear the melody starting to pull, so i grasped her mystical flow, towards the heart, which began to beat, did not know her, nor knew where to start, when or how could we meet, deep started to call on deep, and in my heart and soul began for her to weep, i need an explanation, for such a moment, but as soon as i was told, i found out she was heaven sent! I can't understand the concept, emotions in a rage, but why writing tears on this last page, she may not understand and she may not care, but truly she is more than the crystal clear, morning of fog and light, truly god sent beauty to my sight, for this is the day i met grace, and yes she stood in leather lace!
Tangerine Reflection Exoskeletal waste peeled off in sickening stretches of torn bone marrow ripping. T O S aside as S rubbish. E D Rummage through file cabinets of trials,habits,love and all the other trivial things we can't breath without. Sticky soul penetrated by a roaming finger. Lingering aftertaste. Smash the case and open up my mind or don't. Who cares either way? Pulp sculpted into a car wreck victim's heart,beating in a soggy pile. Terrains of orange like the straining morning trying to invade the horizon again. Adjust the tint knob. Life is green. And always moreso on the other side of discovery. Rubbery shrapnel. Apples to oranges is the equation of my existence. Armor annihilated and discarded. Amour,why?These flakes span our parted ways my melting dove.
Vulnerable I feel so insecure, But confident and so sure, Knowing that you love me,but also realizing, That with one word you could break my heart, And with one movement you could shatter my soul, And with one thought you could destroy my dreams, I've never felt this way before, Don't know if its healthy, Or rotten to the core, All I know is that as Abby would say, "Your the key on my key-chain, and the rose on my bush," So please don't kick down the door, Or let the flowers wilt to the floor, because I Love You more than you could ever know, And I never want to let you go.
The Great White Wish (The Word Of Jesus): "God is a murderer" I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures, I'd only love you for you're buried treasures. I can see death when we are all feel so high, I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon, I feel like I only hate you on a full moon. I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you, You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew. (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. (Bridge) This is what I do, Something inside of you. This is what I feel, It's okay to kill. This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought.
Never Broken My heart is in your hands. What will you do with it? I give it freely; I've not had it broken before. I may not deserve it, but I hope we end together. We may not make it, but we have to try, right? How could we sacrifice what we have, something so beautiful. These are the things dreams are made of, that which we have, Things sometimes never achieved. We have. You tell me you're mine, if I ever want you. How could you even doubt it? I never have. You say you're independent - so am I. You don't want to be tied down too early. I'll help you fly. You say you don't want to spend eternity without me. What kind of God would do that to us? Not any God of mine. Time wasted on meaningless pastimes, without you. So many things I want you to see, to be with me through. I can't wait for the day I never leave you, together. The day we become one, in God's eyes, forever. Love does not begin to say it all.
Why I Do It Some things we do and we wonder why We wish we could say why we did it If you think about it you already know You just don't want to admit it You climb so high and wish to come down When you're down you wish you were up The worst feeling you could imagine Wait till your down and you want back up Pray to forget your life one more minute It's all you need to get through the day Kill yourself inside when you think Wanting to be there all day You're there and you wonder why Why is this what you want You're down and it kills you inside And you realize it's all you want Let me forget you, let me forget everything I know its killing me, everything is I hurt myself one way or the other Right now, it doesn't matter what it is
A Suicide Bombing An unimaginably loud explosion, Is followed by broken glass, And the screams of women and children, Who are caught up in the blast. They are caught up in a conflict, It is catching up with all their lives, It hasn’t asked for what it’s taken, And it won’t apologise. The people open their eyes, Or at least all those who can, They don’t want to see the damage, Dealt by the bombers hand. They survey all the bleeding, They hear the cries of pain, They struggle to comprehend this, And they start to feel the strain. A half a dozen are dead, Fathers, mothers and sons, And no one can answer the question: In all this loss, just who has won? What would drive a person To board a bus with this in his head? The survivors don’t know the reason, Anyone who does is probably dead.
Third Strike So I ran around in the dark (a mistake) With blind eyes, and a blind mind (a choice) I've ran out of words (a crime) Let me end this now (so I can die) I've broken down (ran out of time) Ruined everything again (my life) Why can't I go? Why can't I go? CHORUS: Blistering fire tears my insides To a crisp, I find myself go blind Help me now, I need your kiss so bad Look, now I've succumbed to be sad Tear drops burn my wounds I always figured I'd end up last, I'd lose And this time I'll be smart Won't be misled, won't be brought down Walk my way over the snow covered hills Find a life that suites me well So long, we'll meet again sometime before hell CHORUS x 2 REPEAT 1 with parentheses first CHORUS x 1
Soul Mates I could stand here and challenge fate With no one else but you Is it all worth the wait Or will you just hurt me too I’ve learned to stand behind Everything you’ve said Just when everyone said I should listen to them instead You have put me on a pedestal I’ll always call you king You tell me I’m your angel Let me fix your broken wing I need to be complete I need to take my chance If our souls are meant to meet Lets give them the chance to dance Danyon L. Youngs 2-11-02
Homosexual Adoption Its not really a poem...but a issue i wanted to write and talk about so...ya'll let me know what you think. Grammer and other spellings might be a little off.... Imagine if you can, yourself sitting there waiting in a foster home waiting for someone to adopt you… You’ve hoped and dreamed of getting out of that place all your life. The one chance you get, he or she turns out to be homosexual, and so your dreams are shattered of having the life you’ve always wanted. Who says that homosexuals can’t raise children to be the best they can be. Most people have the same in the home, specially in the State of Texas, in that I mean, there is either a father raising their kid(s) by himself, and a mother raising her kid(s) by herself. Many studies have proven that,studies done do to demonstrate that children raised in a homosexual home are no more likely to be homosexual than a child raised in a heterosexual home. “ –by Andy A child turning homosexual has no barring on if their parent is or is not in the same sex process/relationship, it has to do with the emotional development of each child, in and outside of the home. Comments from kids, who are bisexual, lesbians, and gay all said the same thing “It had nothing to do with my parents, matter fact they are straight, and would probably flip if they knew I was a “homosexual” a friend of mines told me about her conditions of being adopted, and how her mother turned out to be a bisexual. "My mom's my best friend, and her girlfriend and I go shopping as if she’s my age....its so much fun to hang around them. I get the knowledge of being around homosexuals, besides how they act in a group of straight friends, and around people who are gay and lesbians, and even bi.” Many people don’t find a problem with it. Rosie O’Donnell has children who are adopted but it was before she announced herself as being a Lesbian, and once she did she had many problems with try to adopt more children after that. She has the capital and the will and the determination to raise such amount of children, why keep a child away from her? The better off the parent and his or her personality the parent(s)/guardian(s) has of getting that child. Trying to stop one person while granting the right to another person is unfair and unconstitutional. Each person has the right to, Life Liberty and Pursuit of Happiness, and if that means adopting a child then so be it, whether or not they be homosexual, or heterosexual. They still have the right to have a child. You wouldn’t say this person holds these amendments, while these few or so hold these. Its immoral, and again unconstitutional
All Alone All alone By Charles Marks Sitting all alone, Thinking of you Praying and hoping you get better Wishing I could be there too help u feel better Thinking of you all day and night Wishing i was there too help u feel Better But You were Unsure about that What can I do too show your Parents I am Not a bad guy That I am only a guy with huge heart looking after you You Know that So what can we do too show that too them I’m running out of Ideals I hate seeing you being ill It's not fun, Plus I can't see you So get better Hun Love ya your Hun Charles
If you could if you could read some ones mind do you every wounder what you'll find maybe a mind full of hopes an wonderful dreams or of thoughts of death an an not so good things would you use it to your advantage to make people see the damage or the warmness of there heart an not the darkness in every part if you could read my mine do you wounder what you would find wrote between the lines??
*Angel* Show me where everything is hidden When there's no place left to hide Do you feel like life's a one way trip And your only there for the ride When will the pain all go away When can I let free again When will the pain all go away When can I truly love again What is it that you are trying to show me Am I missing all the clues An angel who wants to be happy and free But right now is just feeling the blues Can’t I just be happy again No more worries anymore Can’t I just love again Instead of always shutting the door Let the angel spread her wings And soar through life free Without letting her worry About where the end may be This angel is going to love again Something she thought she’d never do There is nothing that this angel won’t do Just to always be in love with you Danyon L. Youngs 2-11-02
Wishes To Late I wish that you could hold me in your arms. Hold me close to you where I can escape from the pain. I wish that you could comfort me and make me feel at ease. I wish that you were here now. You did this to me. Why won’t you fix it? I wish you would fix it. I wish you would mend my broken heart. Just put the pieces back together. I wish I knew what you’re thinking. How you’re feeling. I wish you were here to talk to me. To give me advice and listen. I wish I could pour my heart out to you. I wish I could cry on you shoulder and not have to fight the tears back. Knowing that you won’t attempt to dry them at all. That you would let them all slip from my soul until I drowned. I wish that you could make me stop crying or at least try. I wish you never made me cry in the first place. I wish that I could feel your heart beating. Your head resting on mine. Your arms tightly holding onto me as if you never want me to leave. I wish I could have that feeling back one more time. Just one more time with you to show you how I feel. To have that feeling that words can’t even come close to describing. I think I love you but it is too late. You’re gone and now I want you more than ever. I wish you were mine to hold. I wish that you knew.
Don't snow me it's every fear that you dared to ignore in a shiny black mercedes and walking up to your door but if you don't like me anymore then why am i here i can see millions of voices behind your every sneer bury me underground i will not make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone in the end. it’s every hand that you declined there's nothing left to do when i am stuck in mine dropping a heart when it beats out of time i need my indifference just to survive bury me underground i won't make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone, in the end. do what it wants and bend till you break my apathetic face is starting to ache smiling at the walls proved too much to take so we took to digging holes instead bury me underground i won't make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone, in the end.
Why I Do It Some things we do and we wonder why We wish we could say why we did it If you think about it you already know You just don't want to admit it You climb so high and wish to come down When you're down you wish you were up The worst feeling you could imagine Wait till your down and you want back up Pray to forget your life one more minute It's all you need to get through the day Kill yourself inside when you think Wanting to be there all day You're there and you wonder why Why is this what you want You're down and it kills you inside And you realize it's all you want Let me forget you, let me forget everything I know its killing me, everything is I hurt myself one way or the other Right now, it doesn't matter what it is
Vulnerable I feel so insecure, But confident and so sure, Knowing that you love me,but also realizing, That with one word you could break my heart, And with one movement you could shatter my soul, And with one thought you could destroy my dreams, I've never felt this way before, Don't know if its healthy, Or rotten to the core, All I know is that as Abby would say, "Your the key on my key-chain, and the rose on my bush," So please don't kick down the door, Or let the flowers wilt to the floor, because I Love You more than you could ever know, And I never want to let you go.
Bar Wench Lovely young lasses With empty beer glasses Serving throughout the bar. Their sashay of asses Deftly avoiding the masses. Young men thinking they'll get far. A mind on chemistry classes, Inert and noble gasses, This one has a full jar. With a hair flip she sasses, Another man she passes, Her dreams upon a farther star.
Night of our moon This world is a game of do or die We refuse to see the tears as the children, they cry We don't even stop to ask ourselves why It's not that we're mean, we simply know not how to be so kind And the moon rises over the rye Eerily kissing the twilight goodbye the moon rising over the rye Blue skies are for the eagles wings and sometimes, when the moon is up,the wind only seems to sing of how, come dawn, the skies are free it's beauty is shared by you and me And the moon's disappearing into a blue sky granting the eagles the freedom to fly the moon disappearing into our blue sky We have all had our share of sorrow and pain Without this, may I ask you, would you really be sane and though it is sad to see our loved ones leave you'd be blind not to see how through darkness the moon's light does weave And as we look to the moon we're in tears as we remember good times and past years looking to the moonlight in tears We have made it through the day, the moon is now in sight Come now children, you've all been wronged and you know this in the night You ponder of how in the day the wrong could seem so right You ignorance betrayed you, and did you really think there could be a shadow not cast by light And the moon comes to us in the night through darkness comes hope with its pale silver light the moon is with you in the night Now it may just be me, but man,it seems, is overrated But to you I'm a child, and so the poet has overstated As you turn away from the truth, you cast your own shadow of doubt And as you are engulfed in its darkness, your denial it echoed in shout And as we watch the shadows dance on an eerie moonlit night No longer ignorant, but innocent, no longer wrong nor right Our lives had seemed so hollow, here their only an illusion The wind is calling out my name. End of poem, my last conclusion
Bullshit and Black I'm about to give up on people. Them and all their bullshit. I want to crawl back in my hole. Where the solitude is peaceful. I'd be better off without them. They wouldn't be able to hurt me. I want a darkness to surround me. I'll soak up all it's wonders. I don't exist to them. I'm just a figment of their imaginations. I exist only in my head. Only here I am safe. They constantly ignore me. Though I try to be their friend. I want the darkness to take me. Here, I can't be hurt. I want to give up on people. All the heartache they cause. I want to live in my mind. Alone, dark, and safe is all I want.
My Own Broken Mirror It’s my perfect distortion My face mirrored, and split by emotion Toyed with and tainted as I move From one to another, I fit to the grooves Of the loose ends of sharpness that gather to unite To be perfectly fitted And renewed to the mirrored spite Unnoticeably broken But brittle and rough Stand from afar, and admire the muffs Help with the pane Move to uncertainty Lure the cheery light And cure my fearful fright. It’s my perfect distortion That I recognize so well But help me see What the others see but tell. Are the pieces lost? Slipped through the cracks? Fallen through to the dangerous high acts? I’ll never know of my pieces that are missing. Mold the old to fit the space Kiss the glass, even of bad taste Forever, but never made To be new Just molded and distorted To create a familiar you Of mirrored light, broken, But Forever Bright. Please stay with the brittle pane Until the sun goes down And pain fades And new lights of distorted beauty Reign again
*Angel* Show me where everything is hidden When there's no place left to hide Do you feel like life's a one way trip And your only there for the ride When will the pain all go away When can I let free again When will the pain all go away When can I truly love again What is it that you are trying to show me Am I missing all the clues An angel who wants to be happy and free But right now is just feeling the blues Can’t I just be happy again No more worries anymore Can’t I just love again Instead of always shutting the door Let the angel spread her wings And soar through life free Without letting her worry About where the end may be This angel is going to love again Something she thought she’d never do There is nothing that this angel won’t do Just to always be in love with you Danyon L. Youngs 2-11-02
Tangerine Reflection Exoskeletal waste peeled off in sickening stretches of torn bone marrow ripping. T O S aside as S rubbish. E D Rummage through file cabinets of trials,habits,love and all the other trivial things we can't breath without. Sticky soul penetrated by a roaming finger. Lingering aftertaste. Smash the case and open up my mind or don't. Who cares either way? Pulp sculpted into a car wreck victim's heart,beating in a soggy pile. Terrains of orange like the straining morning trying to invade the horizon again. Adjust the tint knob. Life is green. And always moreso on the other side of discovery. Rubbery shrapnel. Apples to oranges is the equation of my existence. Armor annihilated and discarded. Amour,why?These flakes span our parted ways my melting dove.
I am I am a poet writing of my pain I am a girl living a life of shame I am he one who you made insane I am a person wanting to know more I am the one who you showed the door I am the one who you will never know I am the one who'll let you go Because i am the one who will end the show
Always Gone Chest enclosed heart about to explode please don't leave again you've already left I know it's not the way I think of it but I can't help but think of it that way I know you care about me so why are you so far? Why does my heart want you so knowing you are too soon to leave knowing I will be left with tears and memories once lived now gone. Through the darkness of it all it was worth it you are worth the pain of seeing you leave because at least I got to see you Why does my heart whisper your name into the wind, when all it does is travel the other way? Why do you torture me so with words of brilliance only to be left behind with the hands of time?
A Suicide Bombing An unimaginably loud explosion, Is followed by broken glass, And the screams of women and children, Who are caught up in the blast. They are caught up in a conflict, It is catching up with all their lives, It hasn’t asked for what it’s taken, And it won’t apologise. The people open their eyes, Or at least all those who can, They don’t want to see the damage, Dealt by the bombers hand. They survey all the bleeding, They hear the cries of pain, They struggle to comprehend this, And they start to feel the strain. A half a dozen are dead, Fathers, mothers and sons, And no one can answer the question: In all this loss, just who has won? What would drive a person To board a bus with this in his head? The survivors don’t know the reason, Anyone who does is probably dead.
After the Storm It was a warm fall night, And scattered around the ground were leaves, As the wind blew the empty tree's gently in the breeze. Whispers could be heard as wolves were howling steadily. The moon was bright, the shadows were mysterious. The laughter's slowly diminished as the fog rolled in. The land grew dark, the shadows not as sharp, But the waves kept moving peacefully -in and out.- The tide was high, the moon was full but slightly hidden in this merely fog that had moved on shore. Clouds slowly part as the stars can be seen, lighting the colours of the forest. As our boat entered the harbour's lights, we knew we were finally home; safe and sound! Our journey has come to an end on this warm fall night, so we thought...
How to Die part 1 everyone seems to walk away in pairs hands on my head i pull at my hair i'm so good at pretending i'm high only one girl noticed me cry First you must know how fucked you really are Second you must not have any friends Third you must realize how fake the "compassionate" are Fourth you must shut your heart closed cos there is hope in love i don't feel like pretending to be happy anymore cos i know i am the guy no girl is for a necktie never felt so good...
Hope in life I had hope I should of known it was lie I knew it wouldn't last I knew someone was lying to me I knew it why did I believe you why did I believe her I believed cause I have dreams I have hopes but why have hope hope is pointless hope will only cause me to break more so I give up hope I will leave this hope of find loving I will leave all hope behind I will slowly die for hope was all that I had in life hope... is a dream
The Game Why can't you just leave me alone Just stay out of my life, it's too hard w/ you here I have somebody else now Somebody I can actually hold near Do I want you back? Why ask a question you already know I still love you with everything I have I don't think I will ever be able to let you go Sometimes I can't hold back the memories of you Remembering what you do makes me cry I'd give anything to have you here Forgetting your face makes me want to die I've never had anything as good as you But with all good comes bad I will never have anyone love me like you I wish we still had what we had You want me back and you make it sound so easy Break up with him and it'll be like it used to be? If only I knew you could make your words come true I'd do anything if you could just make me see Don't hurt me anymore, I can't do it It's not as easy as it sounds, you're killing me I'm going to hurt regardless Just leave me alone, and let things be I'll love you forever, you know I will If only I knew your love was the same One more tear over you will leave me dry If only I were up for the game
Left Untouched Not talking is tearing me apart your friendship held such a special part of my heart Everything was going alright that was until the other night Maybe it never should have be spoken of Just left in the dark as a hidden love Being more than friends could make this end A helping hand you will not lend Your feelings are so unclear to me Others have said but i will let it be All i want is to hear it from you Set me straight and tell me true
Vulnerable I feel so insecure, But confident and so sure, Knowing that you love me,but also realizing, That with one word you could break my heart, And with one movement you could shatter my soul, And with one thought you could destroy my dreams, I've never felt this way before, Don't know if its healthy, Or rotten to the core, All I know is that as Abby would say, "Your the key on my key-chain, and the rose on my bush," So please don't kick down the door, Or let the flowers wilt to the floor, because I Love You more than you could ever know, And I never want to let you go.
Werd It Up Werd yo I'll let the mic go And sew up my pants Because theres a hole And I have ugly feet But I can rap to a beat Ticky ticky sticky meat Wikki wikki my name it earine it is no lie You go against me and your goin to die I'll kick you up and kick you down When I'm done we'll see the clown I'll throw you this little tune And then I'll lick this baboon Peace Wikki wikki
All Alone All alone By Charles Marks Sitting all alone, Thinking of you Praying and hoping you get better Wishing I could be there too help u feel better Thinking of you all day and night Wishing i was there too help u feel Better But You were Unsure about that What can I do too show your Parents I am Not a bad guy That I am only a guy with huge heart looking after you You Know that So what can we do too show that too them I’m running out of Ideals I hate seeing you being ill It's not fun, Plus I can't see you So get better Hun Love ya your Hun Charles
Parting Ways (The Day The Music Died) The last note still ringing in his ears, the night’s events still swirling around in his head, he walks out of the door into the warm evening air. The entire atmosphere is one of joyous sadness. Emotions course through the air, giving it some sort of charge. The next morning shall be the last exchange of the drink of the fruit of passion, and yet the solemn first for him. Later tomorrow he knows, they all know, that they must part ways. They must all leave their oasis of comfort and security to dive again into the vast sea of reality, of conformity. Yet still they cherish it, hold on to it. Even in the last moments of such a magical night, they open their minds, their hearts, open their souls to each other and learn to love that which is there in what others have exposed. The chants of “…MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE” truly resound in not only everyone’s thoughts but in their utmost desires. Late that night, lying in that same old bed for the last time, gazing up at the concrete ceiling. Finally, his thoughts allowed to sit and slowly filter out. Shock, insubordinate yet knowingly unjust anger. A few muttered words from the other side of the room, a brief agreement of opinions. Then silence. The hazy recollection of events over the past three weeks, the bittersweet insanity which so marked each and every day. The mistakes made, the friendships formed, the battles lost and won. And as all of this starts to settle down into a gentle murmur, he drifts off into sleep. The next morning, torn from the warm embrace of his frail sheets, down to the circle, sips from the glass, toasts to a fallen comrade. Soon enough the group all progressed to go through their daily routines one final time. They returned to what they knew was the inevitable. They were there, it was time to be rounded up and brought back to their respective lives. Tears were shed, last goodbyes, every single one of them joined as one united being, as one entity separate from their single selves. Each and every one of them will never leave the spot they were when they knew it was time they had to leave. Those who knew they could never return let fall the rains of their misery. Their true love for something so intangible yet so true and so real ripped apart their true selves and lovingly joined their true selves back together in an instant. But, as inevitabilities go, by midday it was empty and silent. Once could almost feel on the air all that had occurred there so few hours ago. That evening, He finally lay in bed before sleep. All were dispersed from that place they cherished so dear, back in the true world but thinking of naught but what they had left behind. And all at once, without warning, from places near and far came the sound of 300 voices: “This will be the day that I die…”
How To Create a Diversion How to create a diversion I lost and was amazed Of how you tricked my foolish heart. Deceit and then betrayal You kissed and left me, in the dark. But did you know, precocious thief, That truth may alter you For the wisdom of choice Goes far too deep Than clever words untrue. The quest you took, my dear defeat, Will question in the end How vain a soul must Pain repeat And on its bliss depend. I laughed and walked among Your precious lanes with fiery sparks, But I felt it all along- You’d kiss and leave me, in the dark.
If tomarow never comes What if tomorrow never comes will we miss what we did yesterday how bout what we did last . if tomorrow never comes will we forget the things we did in the past , will we forget the ones we love . if tomorrow never comes what will happen with to day will our memories fade away out of those who we care so much about . what will happen with the world as we know it should it crumble and fall beneath us if tomorrow never comes . Shall all we fought so hard to protect die without us if tomorrow never comes.will we still be happy when were dead will we still be around in some way shape or form if tomorrow never comes...........
Just Say Goodbye I can feel it slipping away- the love we once shared. Maybe it was just a dream or an illusion to make myself happy Maybe you really hate me- maybe you were just being polite. So much crap- no more all gone Intense emotion faded.... into the abyss. Soul mates, gone. All eyes on me-never end walking slowly away.
Night of our moon This world is a game of do or die We refuse to see the tears as the children, they cry We don't even stop to ask ourselves why It's not that we're mean, we simply know not how to be so kind And the moon rises over the rye Eerily kissing the twilight goodbye the moon rising over the rye Blue skies are for the eagles wings and sometimes, when the moon is up,the wind only seems to sing of how, come dawn, the skies are free it's beauty is shared by you and me And the moon's disappearing into a blue sky granting the eagles the freedom to fly the moon disappearing into our blue sky We have all had our share of sorrow and pain Without this, may I ask you, would you really be sane and though it is sad to see our loved ones leave you'd be blind not to see how through darkness the moon's light does weave And as we look to the moon we're in tears as we remember good times and past years looking to the moonlight in tears We have made it through the day, the moon is now in sight Come now children, you've all been wronged and you know this in the night You ponder of how in the day the wrong could seem so right You ignorance betrayed you, and did you really think there could be a shadow not cast by light And the moon comes to us in the night through darkness comes hope with its pale silver light the moon is with you in the night Now it may just be me, but man,it seems, is overrated But to you I'm a child, and so the poet has overstated As you turn away from the truth, you cast your own shadow of doubt And as you are engulfed in its darkness, your denial it echoed in shout And as we watch the shadows dance on an eerie moonlit night No longer ignorant, but innocent, no longer wrong nor right Our lives had seemed so hollow, here their only an illusion The wind is calling out my name. End of poem, my last conclusion
Just Say Goodbye I can feel it slipping away- the love we once shared. Maybe it was just a dream or an illusion to make myself happy Maybe you really hate me- maybe you were just being polite. So much crap- no more all gone Intense emotion faded.... into the abyss. Soul mates, gone. All eyes on me-never end walking slowly away.
Lost Inspiration All I can think of is you My hearts not broken its shattered its true What about forever where did it go? He plays with us like we are his show You were my thoughts and my dreams We should run away and live by a stream I never knew a circle too could be broke I am getting a big frog in my throat You shouldn't have left we shouldn't have came I know our hearts still feel the same You got me writing these beautiful rhymes If I could Id turn back time I wish I had my inspiration back Now the pen hits paper and it all goes wack I cant think I can barely see Why did this have to happen to me? Maybe happiness isn't in my cards..... Sorry this poem wont have an end My inspiration is lost and my heart needs to mend
Complicated I want to give you everything Its you I want to hold But how can I do this When right now I feel so cold I wonder if I’m wasting my time On something that may not be When all I want to show you Is the whole me I could tell you a million times Just how great life could be If only you can change your ways For a survival of you and me I could walk away right now And always wonder why My tears would be just like the snow Frozen when I cry Danyon L. Youngs 2-11-02
A poster on my wall Each one of you are different but all your stories are beloved all ending so wonderfully with the first man you ever loved For that I despise you all and your stupid fabulous lives your tiny little waists and perfectly small thighs never one single zit great hair and big eyes happy castles and villages with always perfect skies But for some reason I love y'all so I guess this poem was senseless why am I even writing about some imaginary Disney Princesses
A Suicide Bombing An unimaginably loud explosion, Is followed by broken glass, And the screams of women and children, Who are caught up in the blast. They are caught up in a conflict, It is catching up with all their lives, It hasn’t asked for what it’s taken, And it won’t apologise. The people open their eyes, Or at least all those who can, They don’t want to see the damage, Dealt by the bombers hand. They survey all the bleeding, They hear the cries of pain, They struggle to comprehend this, And they start to feel the strain. A half a dozen are dead, Fathers, mothers and sons, And no one can answer the question: In all this loss, just who has won? What would drive a person To board a bus with this in his head? The survivors don’t know the reason, Anyone who does is probably dead.
Vulnerable I feel so insecure, But confident and so sure, Knowing that you love me,but also realizing, That with one word you could break my heart, And with one movement you could shatter my soul, And with one thought you could destroy my dreams, I've never felt this way before, Don't know if its healthy, Or rotten to the core, All I know is that as Abby would say, "Your the key on my key-chain, and the rose on my bush," So please don't kick down the door, Or let the flowers wilt to the floor, because I Love You more than you could ever know, And I never want to let you go.
Werd It Up Werd yo I'll let the mic go And sew up my pants Because theres a hole And I have ugly feet But I can rap to a beat Ticky ticky sticky meat Wikki wikki my name it earine it is no lie You go against me and your goin to die I'll kick you up and kick you down When I'm done we'll see the clown I'll throw you this little tune And then I'll lick this baboon Peace Wikki wikki
The Great White Wish (The Word Of Jesus): "God is a murderer" I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures, I'd only love you for you're buried treasures. I can see death when we are all feel so high, I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon, I feel like I only hate you on a full moon. I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you, You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew. (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. (Bridge) This is what I do, Something inside of you. This is what I feel, It's okay to kill. This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought.
Purple Terminology & Rainbow Clouds Light winged smoke, the one to blame, Creeping out from my minds clear flame. Silvery surface of my imagination, Fading to black, from all accusation. I lay upon the midnights shadowy skirts, Watching black moonbeams with the stars emberresed. Heavenly leisure, waiting over the top, But I keep falling, I cant seem to stop. Purple terminology filling me instead, Of red or yellow flowers buds, opening their heads. Great waves from an ocean so blue, I heed not this, buts its monsters, always true. Whats left, in this world thats fake? Just I, rusting with the mistakes. Rainbow clouds of sweet lullaby, Take me now, I'm ready to die.
Parting Ways (The Day The Music Died) The last note still ringing in his ears, the night’s events still swirling around in his head, he walks out of the door into the warm evening air. The entire atmosphere is one of joyous sadness. Emotions course through the air, giving it some sort of charge. The next morning shall be the last exchange of the drink of the fruit of passion, and yet the solemn first for him. Later tomorrow he knows, they all know, that they must part ways. They must all leave their oasis of comfort and security to dive again into the vast sea of reality, of conformity. Yet still they cherish it, hold on to it. Even in the last moments of such a magical night, they open their minds, their hearts, open their souls to each other and learn to love that which is there in what others have exposed. The chants of “…MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE” truly resound in not only everyone’s thoughts but in their utmost desires. Late that night, lying in that same old bed for the last time, gazing up at the concrete ceiling. Finally, his thoughts allowed to sit and slowly filter out. Shock, insubordinate yet knowingly unjust anger. A few muttered words from the other side of the room, a brief agreement of opinions. Then silence. The hazy recollection of events over the past three weeks, the bittersweet insanity which so marked each and every day. The mistakes made, the friendships formed, the battles lost and won. And as all of this starts to settle down into a gentle murmur, he drifts off into sleep. The next morning, torn from the warm embrace of his frail sheets, down to the circle, sips from the glass, toasts to a fallen comrade. Soon enough the group all progressed to go through their daily routines one final time. They returned to what they knew was the inevitable. They were there, it was time to be rounded up and brought back to their respective lives. Tears were shed, last goodbyes, every single one of them joined as one united being, as one entity separate from their single selves. Each and every one of them will never leave the spot they were when they knew it was time they had to leave. Those who knew they could never return let fall the rains of their misery. Their true love for something so intangible yet so true and so real ripped apart their true selves and lovingly joined their true selves back together in an instant. But, as inevitabilities go, by midday it was empty and silent. Once could almost feel on the air all that had occurred there so few hours ago. That evening, He finally lay in bed before sleep. All were dispersed from that place they cherished so dear, back in the true world but thinking of naught but what they had left behind. And all at once, without warning, from places near and far came the sound of 300 voices: “This will be the day that I die…”
Free or Not? Shackles of a broken love, loosen and drop from my soul Give me the freedom I've yearned for to fully make me whole Allow me to search within myself with the ability to find A love that doesn't hurt my heart nor destroy my mind I want to be free, just me, myself and I I want to be free, and let not time pass me by For so long I have accepted a cloudiness in my space No more shall endure such pain, for this I shall erase The time has come for me to make a new change in my life Questions and answers being sought, appears before my eyes I want to be free, just me, myself and I I want to be free, and live a joyful peaceful life. I choose to embrace peace and happiness within my inner soul Thanking you for strengthening me and loosening up this hold Sometimes it may take time for a broken love to heal But, only if I keep the faith, will a true love be revealed It's being free to love me, to love myself and I Time to me is of the essence and it will not pass me by
One Way My face dry and burnt from the afternoon sun, Facing toward forever. Behind me, a world of pain and anguish, One step forward, a solution. They yell from below, But their voices are trivial. They didn't care then, They don't care now. Slowly breathing, There's no turning back. I let myself fly, The wind on my side, And soar from the peak of despair. Falling into an endless ocean of darkness, Into the pain, that no one bothered to notice. Ripping the air, Like a knife plunged deep, A blur out the window, To those who would cynically glance. A waste of skin, A waste of time, A waste of life. Blessed, Sweet, Pavement...
Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.
Misery Glistening streams silently fall, Upon broken shards of suffering. The glass shards pierce my fragile mind, And blood drips down my quavering hands. My cries are so silent but shrill, Yet no one detects my misery. I beg and plead for someone’s help, But they all ignore my eerie sobs. Nothing but the rain touches me; It can only wash the blood away; I will always feel this damned pain. But I will mask it with some façade. Don’t worry about me right now, These tears will dry and I’ll be okay. It’s just another mental fight, And it will all end soon enough.
All Alone All alone By Charles Marks Sitting all alone, Thinking of you Praying and hoping you get better Wishing I could be there too help u feel better Thinking of you all day and night Wishing i was there too help u feel Better But You were Unsure about that What can I do too show your Parents I am Not a bad guy That I am only a guy with huge heart looking after you You Know that So what can we do too show that too them I’m running out of Ideals I hate seeing you being ill It's not fun, Plus I can't see you So get better Hun Love ya your Hun Charles
*Angel* Show me where everything is hidden When there's no place left to hide Do you feel like life's a one way trip And your only there for the ride When will the pain all go away When can I let free again When will the pain all go away When can I truly love again What is it that you are trying to show me Am I missing all the clues An angel who wants to be happy and free But right now is just feeling the blues Can’t I just be happy again No more worries anymore Can’t I just love again Instead of always shutting the door Let the angel spread her wings And soar through life free Without letting her worry About where the end may be This angel is going to love again Something she thought she’d never do There is nothing that this angel won’t do Just to always be in love with you Danyon L. Youngs 2-11-02
Without even knowing there are eyes on every face so why do yours make my heart race why does your smile light up my day and then take all my pain away what's more why have those eyes I prize never once looked into mine every day I talk to you but still you haven't got a clue just how much love I feel for you I want to do what you do for me to share your pleasures and your pain and wipe away your wounds with ease I want to feel your tender touch and hear your whispers in the dark that turn all of my fears to dust all alone here lying in bed thoughts of you pop in my head fantasies of love so true but I'll never get what I want from you realization tears me apart tears slip down my cheeks without even knowing, you broke my heart
Lost Inspiration All I can think of is you My hearts not broken its shattered its true What about forever where did it go? He plays with us like we are his show You were my thoughts and my dreams We should run away and live by a stream I never knew a circle too could be broke I am getting a big frog in my throat You shouldn't have left we shouldn't have came I know our hearts still feel the same You got me writing these beautiful rhymes If I could Id turn back time I wish I had my inspiration back Now the pen hits paper and it all goes wack I cant think I can barely see Why did this have to happen to me? Maybe happiness isn't in my cards..... Sorry this poem wont have an end My inspiration is lost and my heart needs to mend
Old Age Despair OLD AGE DESPAIR What good the golden hoard, the noble fame Of heroes or the praise of younger Man? The hand of Death makes Man but a mere name And none may linger longer than the span Of years which fickle Fate allots. We start to die when we begin to live. The ages pass and we and all our kin Are dead and those who died can only give Scant recompense for all we did. Oh! What a sin To live at all. Our whole life rots! Is there a God who looks upon our toil? Does He not watch our progress and approve Our every act? Are we but soil That lie beneath this Earth never to move? Man dies when he is dead and ties the knots Around him in the silent graveyard plots. Hugh L.M.Wyles 2003
One Way My face dry and burnt from the afternoon sun, Facing toward forever. Behind me, a world of pain and anguish, One step forward, a solution. They yell from below, But their voices are trivial. They didn't care then, They don't care now. Slowly breathing, There's no turning back. I let myself fly, The wind on my side, And soar from the peak of despair. Falling into an endless ocean of darkness, Into the pain, that no one bothered to notice. Ripping the air, Like a knife plunged deep, A blur out the window, To those who would cynically glance. A waste of skin, A waste of time, A waste of life. Blessed, Sweet, Pavement...
Just Say Goodbye I can feel it slipping away- the love we once shared. Maybe it was just a dream or an illusion to make myself happy Maybe you really hate me- maybe you were just being polite. So much crap- no more all gone Intense emotion faded.... into the abyss. Soul mates, gone. All eyes on me-never end walking slowly away.
Third Strike So I ran around in the dark (a mistake) With blind eyes, and a blind mind (a choice) I've ran out of words (a crime) Let me end this now (so I can die) I've broken down (ran out of time) Ruined everything again (my life) Why can't I go? Why can't I go? CHORUS: Blistering fire tears my insides To a crisp, I find myself go blind Help me now, I need your kiss so bad Look, now I've succumbed to be sad Tear drops burn my wounds I always figured I'd end up last, I'd lose And this time I'll be smart Won't be misled, won't be brought down Walk my way over the snow covered hills Find a life that suites me well So long, we'll meet again sometime before hell CHORUS x 2 REPEAT 1 with parentheses first CHORUS x 1
Message Upon a mailbox I did stumble And all that I wished Was to leave a message Perfect, like they were. This is what I left: I want to leave a message Something Beautiful And touching Yet witty And humorous Intelligent But not pretentious... I guess this will work I love you. That is all.
A Suicide Bombing An unimaginably loud explosion, Is followed by broken glass, And the screams of women and children, Who are caught up in the blast. They are caught up in a conflict, It is catching up with all their lives, It hasn’t asked for what it’s taken, And it won’t apologise. The people open their eyes, Or at least all those who can, They don’t want to see the damage, Dealt by the bombers hand. They survey all the bleeding, They hear the cries of pain, They struggle to comprehend this, And they start to feel the strain. A half a dozen are dead, Fathers, mothers and sons, And no one can answer the question: In all this loss, just who has won? What would drive a person To board a bus with this in his head? The survivors don’t know the reason, Anyone who does is probably dead.
Purple Terminology & Rainbow Clouds Light winged smoke, the one to blame, Creeping out from my minds clear flame. Silvery surface of my imagination, Fading to black, from all accusation. I lay upon the midnights shadowy skirts, Watching black moonbeams with the stars emberresed. Heavenly leisure, waiting over the top, But I keep falling, I cant seem to stop. Purple terminology filling me instead, Of red or yellow flowers buds, opening their heads. Great waves from an ocean so blue, I heed not this, buts its monsters, always true. Whats left, in this world thats fake? Just I, rusting with the mistakes. Rainbow clouds of sweet lullaby, Take me now, I'm ready to die.
Parting Ways (The Day The Music Died) The last note still ringing in his ears, the night’s events still swirling around in his head, he walks out of the door into the warm evening air. The entire atmosphere is one of joyous sadness. Emotions course through the air, giving it some sort of charge. The next morning shall be the last exchange of the drink of the fruit of passion, and yet the solemn first for him. Later tomorrow he knows, they all know, that they must part ways. They must all leave their oasis of comfort and security to dive again into the vast sea of reality, of conformity. Yet still they cherish it, hold on to it. Even in the last moments of such a magical night, they open their minds, their hearts, open their souls to each other and learn to love that which is there in what others have exposed. The chants of “…MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE” truly resound in not only everyone’s thoughts but in their utmost desires. Late that night, lying in that same old bed for the last time, gazing up at the concrete ceiling. Finally, his thoughts allowed to sit and slowly filter out. Shock, insubordinate yet knowingly unjust anger. A few muttered words from the other side of the room, a brief agreement of opinions. Then silence. The hazy recollection of events over the past three weeks, the bittersweet insanity which so marked each and every day. The mistakes made, the friendships formed, the battles lost and won. And as all of this starts to settle down into a gentle murmur, he drifts off into sleep. The next morning, torn from the warm embrace of his frail sheets, down to the circle, sips from the glass, toasts to a fallen comrade. Soon enough the group all progressed to go through their daily routines one final time. They returned to what they knew was the inevitable. They were there, it was time to be rounded up and brought back to their respective lives. Tears were shed, last goodbyes, every single one of them joined as one united being, as one entity separate from their single selves. Each and every one of them will never leave the spot they were when they knew it was time they had to leave. Those who knew they could never return let fall the rains of their misery. Their true love for something so intangible yet so true and so real ripped apart their true selves and lovingly joined their true selves back together in an instant. But, as inevitabilities go, by midday it was empty and silent. Once could almost feel on the air all that had occurred there so few hours ago. That evening, He finally lay in bed before sleep. All were dispersed from that place they cherished so dear, back in the true world but thinking of naught but what they had left behind. And all at once, without warning, from places near and far came the sound of 300 voices: “This will be the day that I die…”
Feeling insecure, are we? we stay within the confines of our bodies and the concrete; we communicate with simple greetings while we hurry on to more important things ...classes, appointments, critical meetings... Hello there. (do you see my face?) (don’t be alarmed dear, it isn’t really mine, this is only stage make-up... and I put it on sometimes, when I want to hide or pretend to be anyone but me... You understand, don’t you?) Hello there. (do you hear my words?) (I fancy them passionate purple and red, but you disagree claiming they’re deceitful green. and when they float from my mouth dear, you’ll find they buzz around your ear, until they decide it is safe to crawl in. next, the decision is your's alone will you chew on them for the time being savoring what they have to offer, will you find them true and better than all that saccharin shit you’ve been eating up till now? will you be finicky, as you usually are, will you go in unwillingly, and find they are rotten will you spit them on the sidewalk and run quickly away? will you mold my words... like jell-o...or play-doh ...or kids with mashed potatoes... and then, when your new sculpture is complete ...a masterpiece in its own right... will you hand it back to me ...well, by then, it's not the same ...words switched, meaning’s changed) Hello there. (do you see me stroll away? ...and I seem confident inside these confines... it’s as though self and sidewalk have no effect on me)
Leather Lace i once saw a face, it was so beautiful, it began to drown my soul, quicker as she stood in leather lace, and time began to unfold, I could hear the melody starting to pull, so i grasped her mystical flow, towards the heart, which began to beat, did not know her, nor knew where to start, when or how could we meet, deep started to call on deep, and in my heart and soul began for her to weep, i need an explanation, for such a moment, but as soon as i was told, i found out she was heaven sent! I can't understand the concept, emotions in a rage, but why writing tears on this last page, she may not understand and she may not care, but truly she is more than the crystal clear, morning of fog and light, truly god sent beauty to my sight, for this is the day i met grace, and yes she stood in leather lace!
The Game Why can't you just leave me alone Just stay out of my life, it's too hard w/ you here I have somebody else now Somebody I can actually hold near Do I want you back? Why ask a question you already know I still love you with everything I have I don't think I will ever be able to let you go Sometimes I can't hold back the memories of you Remembering what you do makes me cry I'd give anything to have you here Forgetting your face makes me want to die I've never had anything as good as you But with all good comes bad I will never have anyone love me like you I wish we still had what we had You want me back and you make it sound so easy Break up with him and it'll be like it used to be? If only I knew you could make your words come true I'd do anything if you could just make me see Don't hurt me anymore, I can't do it It's not as easy as it sounds, you're killing me I'm going to hurt regardless Just leave me alone, and let things be I'll love you forever, you know I will If only I knew your love was the same One more tear over you will leave me dry If only I were up for the game
Dedicated to You I don't like to be sad too much joy life too short But now there are so many reasons death tears love Hidden behind my veil my veil of joy but the inside is an ocean Emotions pooled began as a puddle and grew and grew and grew Overflowing I wish for a drought no more rain drip...drop But you... you see this ocean you swim in it Joy. Lightening the burden drying up the ocean making me Happy. So-Be Merry, it's Christmas ^_^
Bullshit and Black I'm about to give up on people. Them and all their bullshit. I want to crawl back in my hole. Where the solitude is peaceful. I'd be better off without them. They wouldn't be able to hurt me. I want a darkness to surround me. I'll soak up all it's wonders. I don't exist to them. I'm just a figment of their imaginations. I exist only in my head. Only here I am safe. They constantly ignore me. Though I try to be their friend. I want the darkness to take me. Here, I can't be hurt. I want to give up on people. All the heartache they cause. I want to live in my mind. Alone, dark, and safe is all I want.
My Everything (personal) My tears of pain could not have justified my love for you. What else am I supose to do? All I can do is sit here and cry. Write down my thoughts, expressing all my feelings. I wish I didn't have to though..... I wish I could just shut it all out. Block out everything, turn my heart cold, black. Nothing in there. Completly empty; like a bottomless pit. Everything empty; but now..... I have to deal with this. How? I don't know. It ponders through my mind all the time. Should I? Shouldn't I? Knowing me, my decision will be bad. That's always the outcome..... no matter what. I can feel my heart beating faster everytime I think about it. Faster, faster, and faster! I just want it all to stop. GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GO AWAY! I don't want you here anymore! You took over my mind. I can't block you out. Why? That's my question..... Why do you have this great power over me? Why does it exsist? Can't it just disapear? No..... that will never happen. It's impossibile. I can't explain it; it's just too confusing to. Can't you see what you are doing to me? It hurts too much babe..... You have caused me all this pain and torture. It's all too much to bear. I'm losing control over my life. You control me now; not me. You are my keeper, my owner, my lover: "I wish." How long is this going to go on? Weeks? Months? Years? No, I know the answer..... forever. I will always be yours. You will always have the power over me; for always and forever. Even in death, I will belong to you. You are my everything. Nobody can take that away from me. I wish you would open your sparkling eyes and realize..... realize my love; love for you. You always push it away. Whenever I try to be there for you, you block me out. Making your heart cold, black. Completly empty. You know I will always be there for you. All I want to do is see you happy. When you smile, it makes me smile as well. Just one look at you, and my heart fills with joy. I feel the butterflies in my stomach; head pounding, heart aching, all for you. I know time helps ease the pain, but not for me. I gave way too much fucking time. All that time..... and for what? YOU! It wasn't even worth it, you didn't seem to care. Now I can never have that time back. So I sit here alone. In the dark. With the thoughts of you running through my mind. It hurts too much. This pain is not what I want. I wish the pain could be over, but it's not. I don't think it ever will be. So what do I do from here? Honestly, I don't really know. I wish you would come up to me and say, "I love you." "I love you too hunni." I wish to be free. Free from your world, and everything in it. I don't think I could do that though. So the days grow longer, nights grow shorter; while this pain runs through my body. Why can't I move on? Why can't I just say, "Fuck you!" because you mean so much to me. I care too much for you. I wish it all could be over. I can't go on like this anymore. So for now, I'll see what the future holds. David, You know you will always be in my heart; no matter what happens. You were my first love. Noone can take that away. You are my everything. *Dedicated to DBH
God Is A Queer I bet if I told you, You could see faith. But you're too stupid, Too figure him out. The answer is right here, God is a queer. I bet you would fuck him, Of course, you're a believer. I bet you would feel him, Of course, you raise your hands to him You write songs for him, But whats he done for you. WoW! Free-will, I've sold mine, But where's the truth at? At least we know, Satan, There are pictures, and diseases. But where is God? Who knows, but all I know is, God is a Christian Queer
I..i jus..iuno i dont know anymore wasn't this suppose to be home? parents and their kids have issues from yelling to hitting to leaving to drugs well thats my life always yelling, being hit, always leaving, on drugs to much its not going to change my life isn't worth much anymore it never was actually... i told my dad he's a fucking prick his reaction... he threw a glass ashtray at me thats ok though; being on all sorts of pills no pain what so ever my dad will get it back all the stuff he's put me through his time will come i will not say though it will just happen for now im packing up and going home once again but it wont change much just wont have to put up with dad everything else will be the same
Old Age Despair OLD AGE DESPAIR What good the golden hoard, the noble fame Of heroes or the praise of younger Man? The hand of Death makes Man but a mere name And none may linger longer than the span Of years which fickle Fate allots. We start to die when we begin to live. The ages pass and we and all our kin Are dead and those who died can only give Scant recompense for all we did. Oh! What a sin To live at all. Our whole life rots! Is there a God who looks upon our toil? Does He not watch our progress and approve Our every act? Are we but soil That lie beneath this Earth never to move? Man dies when he is dead and ties the knots Around him in the silent graveyard plots. Hugh L.M.Wyles 2003
There and back It was the ride of a lifetime That turned around so much Here off to leave the place we slept To fight the world and such We left everything but the sky In our hearts it stayed tight By love it stood alone that time To us it only felt right The tire blew up before some time The distance fell short that day Under the stars’ night we thought that We had not picked a way Together we ran forever to stay And to be with each other Every city had a small town All towns looked like another The road kept us bumping around Holding on for our love The way got rough and hard and tough Hardly with heads above The road came to a stopping point Waiting for life to live Our place is here the time is now To stop running from time
Bar Wench Lovely young lasses With empty beer glasses Serving throughout the bar. Their sashay of asses Deftly avoiding the masses. Young men thinking they'll get far. A mind on chemistry classes, Inert and noble gasses, This one has a full jar. With a hair flip she sasses, Another man she passes, Her dreams upon a farther star.
Third Strike So I ran around in the dark (a mistake) With blind eyes, and a blind mind (a choice) I've ran out of words (a crime) Let me end this now (so I can die) I've broken down (ran out of time) Ruined everything again (my life) Why can't I go? Why can't I go? CHORUS: Blistering fire tears my insides To a crisp, I find myself go blind Help me now, I need your kiss so bad Look, now I've succumbed to be sad Tear drops burn my wounds I always figured I'd end up last, I'd lose And this time I'll be smart Won't be misled, won't be brought down Walk my way over the snow covered hills Find a life that suites me well So long, we'll meet again sometime before hell CHORUS x 2 REPEAT 1 with parentheses first CHORUS x 1
*Angel* Show me where everything is hidden When there's no place left to hide Do you feel like life's a one way trip And your only there for the ride When will the pain all go away When can I let free again When will the pain all go away When can I truly love again What is it that you are trying to show me Am I missing all the clues An angel who wants to be happy and free But right now is just feeling the blues Can’t I just be happy again No more worries anymore Can’t I just love again Instead of always shutting the door Let the angel spread her wings And soar through life free Without letting her worry About where the end may be This angel is going to love again Something she thought she’d never do There is nothing that this angel won’t do Just to always be in love with you Danyon L. Youngs 2-11-02
Always Gone Chest enclosed heart about to explode please don't leave again you've already left I know it's not the way I think of it but I can't help but think of it that way I know you care about me so why are you so far? Why does my heart want you so knowing you are too soon to leave knowing I will be left with tears and memories once lived now gone. Through the darkness of it all it was worth it you are worth the pain of seeing you leave because at least I got to see you Why does my heart whisper your name into the wind, when all it does is travel the other way? Why do you torture me so with words of brilliance only to be left behind with the hands of time?
Before I know it I do not understand why Why I would be put through so much grief I don't understand why I am feeling this way I know that I've put this all on myself a sense of hopelessness has began to settle in I don't know what is to become of me It's becoming harder to breathe Should I end it all and leave this world prematurely? I don't think I could carry through with that idea My mind tells me to carry on but my soul is tired, the light is dimming My heart beats fast, fear sets in If I go I hope I go quickly I'm yearning to see you again Walk with you in all of your greatness I yearn for your hug, it will rejuvenate my mind, body, and soul Oh how much I want to go and leave this Hell on Earth but I think I should stay here and complete my task For I will be with you before the day turns black And I'll be glad that I chose to stay because there is so much that I want to say
Tragic Ending The light at the end of went out too soon This kid wasn't meant to fall to his doom Today the school is mourning his death Crying in the halls, not able to rest These kids really loved him He wasn't meant to die so soon Six more months until his graduation An empty chair, and hearts left with questions Tears and memory's in behalf of his blessings This schools never going to be the same He came so fast and left too soon These kids really loved him Standing in the halls they reminisce All the good things about him they'll always miss He's the only kid in school who spun a binder on his finger Carried a boom box when skiing down the hill Something I think about to this day still Yet I can't seem to understand what was going through his head I came to school, finding out this kid he was dead A tragic ending to an unfinished story
Leather Lace i once saw a face, it was so beautiful, it began to drown my soul, quicker as she stood in leather lace, and time began to unfold, I could hear the melody starting to pull, so i grasped her mystical flow, towards the heart, which began to beat, did not know her, nor knew where to start, when or how could we meet, deep started to call on deep, and in my heart and soul began for her to weep, i need an explanation, for such a moment, but as soon as i was told, i found out she was heaven sent! I can't understand the concept, emotions in a rage, but why writing tears on this last page, she may not understand and she may not care, but truly she is more than the crystal clear, morning of fog and light, truly god sent beauty to my sight, for this is the day i met grace, and yes she stood in leather lace!
My eternity alone Dreaming of this imaginary girl hoping for her to come thinking thinking thinking wishing upon a star for some to love me but that wish will never come I have prayed before and the wish comes true... for about a day or two but then it disappears Am I the cause why what did I do what did she see before to make her mind changed what did all of them see before their mind changed I wish I could of seen what they saw but I never will Am I truly meant to be alone? my eternity alone?
Free or Not? Shackles of a broken love, loosen and drop from my soul Give me the freedom I've yearned for to fully make me whole Allow me to search within myself with the ability to find A love that doesn't hurt my heart nor destroy my mind I want to be free, just me, myself and I I want to be free, and let not time pass me by For so long I have accepted a cloudiness in my space No more shall endure such pain, for this I shall erase The time has come for me to make a new change in my life Questions and answers being sought, appears before my eyes I want to be free, just me, myself and I I want to be free, and live a joyful peaceful life. I choose to embrace peace and happiness within my inner soul Thanking you for strengthening me and loosening up this hold Sometimes it may take time for a broken love to heal But, only if I keep the faith, will a true love be revealed It's being free to love me, to love myself and I Time to me is of the essence and it will not pass me by
Third Strike So I ran around in the dark (a mistake) With blind eyes, and a blind mind (a choice) I've ran out of words (a crime) Let me end this now (so I can die) I've broken down (ran out of time) Ruined everything again (my life) Why can't I go? Why can't I go? CHORUS: Blistering fire tears my insides To a crisp, I find myself go blind Help me now, I need your kiss so bad Look, now I've succumbed to be sad Tear drops burn my wounds I always figured I'd end up last, I'd lose And this time I'll be smart Won't be misled, won't be brought down Walk my way over the snow covered hills Find a life that suites me well So long, we'll meet again sometime before hell CHORUS x 2 REPEAT 1 with parentheses first CHORUS x 1
When my dreams end What lies over a rainbow... That catches our soul... What does the voice in the wind have to say... To bring you wondering each passing day... Why does your reflection shimmer in a churning stream... Making you wonder if life is nothing but a dream... And perhaps that's all life really is, a dream. Because things never really stay what they seem. Like grains of sand... Slipping through a grasping hand... You just can't seem to hold onto them. Like light slowly leaving, and making a room dim. And if life is nothing but a dream then what shall happen when it dies away. Fading like a flower when the autum night takes over its summer day. What shall happen when my dreams end... Shall another start, and I just mend? Or perhaps I will give in and just die. Taking my last breath as a long sigh. Oh, what shall happen when my dreams depart? Shall I then just wither away and fall apart? And gasp a long cry into the nocturnal air as the moon gazes down upon my poor, dying soul. Watching me wither, and to end all, dying like flames upon a single piece of coal. Why must it be this way? Why must I end my day... Oh, I hope and I so desperatly plead. That this dream to not let me bleed. To hold onto me. And let me see. My life, my dream... My reflection... in the stream...
The Great White Wish (The Word Of Jesus): "God is a murderer" I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures, I'd only love you for you're buried treasures. I can see death when we are all feel so high, I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon, I feel like I only hate you on a full moon. I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you, You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew. (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. (Bridge) This is what I do, Something inside of you. This is what I feel, It's okay to kill. This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought.
Homosexual Adoption Its not really a poem...but a issue i wanted to write and talk about so...ya'll let me know what you think. Grammer and other spellings might be a little off.... Imagine if you can, yourself sitting there waiting in a foster home waiting for someone to adopt you… You’ve hoped and dreamed of getting out of that place all your life. The one chance you get, he or she turns out to be homosexual, and so your dreams are shattered of having the life you’ve always wanted. Who says that homosexuals can’t raise children to be the best they can be. Most people have the same in the home, specially in the State of Texas, in that I mean, there is either a father raising their kid(s) by himself, and a mother raising her kid(s) by herself. Many studies have proven that,studies done do to demonstrate that children raised in a homosexual home are no more likely to be homosexual than a child raised in a heterosexual home. “ –by Andy A child turning homosexual has no barring on if their parent is or is not in the same sex process/relationship, it has to do with the emotional development of each child, in and outside of the home. Comments from kids, who are bisexual, lesbians, and gay all said the same thing “It had nothing to do with my parents, matter fact they are straight, and would probably flip if they knew I was a “homosexual” a friend of mines told me about her conditions of being adopted, and how her mother turned out to be a bisexual. "My mom's my best friend, and her girlfriend and I go shopping as if she’s my age....its so much fun to hang around them. I get the knowledge of being around homosexuals, besides how they act in a group of straight friends, and around people who are gay and lesbians, and even bi.” Many people don’t find a problem with it. Rosie O’Donnell has children who are adopted but it was before she announced herself as being a Lesbian, and once she did she had many problems with try to adopt more children after that. She has the capital and the will and the determination to raise such amount of children, why keep a child away from her? The better off the parent and his or her personality the parent(s)/guardian(s) has of getting that child. Trying to stop one person while granting the right to another person is unfair and unconstitutional. Each person has the right to, Life Liberty and Pursuit of Happiness, and if that means adopting a child then so be it, whether or not they be homosexual, or heterosexual. They still have the right to have a child. You wouldn’t say this person holds these amendments, while these few or so hold these. Its immoral, and again unconstitutional
Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.
My eternity alone Dreaming of this imaginary girl hoping for her to come thinking thinking thinking wishing upon a star for some to love me but that wish will never come I have prayed before and the wish comes true... for about a day or two but then it disappears Am I the cause why what did I do what did she see before to make her mind changed what did all of them see before their mind changed I wish I could of seen what they saw but I never will Am I truly meant to be alone? my eternity alone?
Why I Do It Some things we do and we wonder why We wish we could say why we did it If you think about it you already know You just don't want to admit it You climb so high and wish to come down When you're down you wish you were up The worst feeling you could imagine Wait till your down and you want back up Pray to forget your life one more minute It's all you need to get through the day Kill yourself inside when you think Wanting to be there all day You're there and you wonder why Why is this what you want You're down and it kills you inside And you realize it's all you want Let me forget you, let me forget everything I know its killing me, everything is I hurt myself one way or the other Right now, it doesn't matter what it is
Without even knowing there are eyes on every face so why do yours make my heart race why does your smile light up my day and then take all my pain away what's more why have those eyes I prize never once looked into mine every day I talk to you but still you haven't got a clue just how much love I feel for you I want to do what you do for me to share your pleasures and your pain and wipe away your wounds with ease I want to feel your tender touch and hear your whispers in the dark that turn all of my fears to dust all alone here lying in bed thoughts of you pop in my head fantasies of love so true but I'll never get what I want from you realization tears me apart tears slip down my cheeks without even knowing, you broke my heart
Old Age Despair OLD AGE DESPAIR What good the golden hoard, the noble fame Of heroes or the praise of younger Man? The hand of Death makes Man but a mere name And none may linger longer than the span Of years which fickle Fate allots. We start to die when we begin to live. The ages pass and we and all our kin Are dead and those who died can only give Scant recompense for all we did. Oh! What a sin To live at all. Our whole life rots! Is there a God who looks upon our toil? Does He not watch our progress and approve Our every act? Are we but soil That lie beneath this Earth never to move? Man dies when he is dead and ties the knots Around him in the silent graveyard plots. Hugh L.M.Wyles 2003
If tomarow never comes What if tomorrow never comes will we miss what we did yesterday how bout what we did last . if tomorrow never comes will we forget the things we did in the past , will we forget the ones we love . if tomorrow never comes what will happen with to day will our memories fade away out of those who we care so much about . what will happen with the world as we know it should it crumble and fall beneath us if tomorrow never comes . Shall all we fought so hard to protect die without us if tomorrow never comes.will we still be happy when were dead will we still be around in some way shape or form if tomorrow never comes...........
A Suicide Bombing An unimaginably loud explosion, Is followed by broken glass, And the screams of women and children, Who are caught up in the blast. They are caught up in a conflict, It is catching up with all their lives, It hasn’t asked for what it’s taken, And it won’t apologise. The people open their eyes, Or at least all those who can, They don’t want to see the damage, Dealt by the bombers hand. They survey all the bleeding, They hear the cries of pain, They struggle to comprehend this, And they start to feel the strain. A half a dozen are dead, Fathers, mothers and sons, And no one can answer the question: In all this loss, just who has won? What would drive a person To board a bus with this in his head? The survivors don’t know the reason, Anyone who does is probably dead.
Vulnerable I feel so insecure, But confident and so sure, Knowing that you love me,but also realizing, That with one word you could break my heart, And with one movement you could shatter my soul, And with one thought you could destroy my dreams, I've never felt this way before, Don't know if its healthy, Or rotten to the core, All I know is that as Abby would say, "Your the key on my key-chain, and the rose on my bush," So please don't kick down the door, Or let the flowers wilt to the floor, because I Love You more than you could ever know, And I never want to let you go.
I..i jus..iuno i dont know anymore wasn't this suppose to be home? parents and their kids have issues from yelling to hitting to leaving to drugs well thats my life always yelling, being hit, always leaving, on drugs to much its not going to change my life isn't worth much anymore it never was actually... i told my dad he's a fucking prick his reaction... he threw a glass ashtray at me thats ok though; being on all sorts of pills no pain what so ever my dad will get it back all the stuff he's put me through his time will come i will not say though it will just happen for now im packing up and going home once again but it wont change much just wont have to put up with dad everything else will be the same
I am not what it seems I am not me I am not what I seem to be I am not what I look like masked in the darkness that only the tears can see shimmering droplets of fear breaking the barrier of myself I am wrecked split torn embedded I am a creature behind the pain sensually smiling to everyone screaming inside for what is not as I die with every little breath I take this life down with me I am horrid masked broken terrified I am hurting for help from others yet I ask the wrong questions pondering when I will be saved yet awaiting the tock of the clock that never seems to pass on by I am crimson cut severed tainted I am what I feel inside of me killing off the presence of life bearing down in the empty hole realizing no heart was what I had stone cold in the isolation of myself I am ignorant pitiful disgraceful stupid I am what I don't seem to be so look at the out and not the in for your eyes will fill with tears as my body lay in the cold emptiness knowing what I was, not who I am
Why am I still waiting? I sit on my bed staring at the clock, Where are you? It then strikes half past two, when will you call? three o'clock and you still haven't called, Why am I still waiting? I've sat here since one pm or earlier, I'm sick of these games you play. Tampering with my trust in you and making me feel not wanted, I'm done with this. But if I'm sick of all this then why do I stick around? I love you. You finally call at pm and I'm ready to let you go, But I want to know where you were. So where were you while I waited around for you? You then say you just forgot. I think about it all while I listen to Numb by Linkin Park Which reminds me a little of us. A month passes and I hear from you yet again, You want my heart to belong to you once more. Stupid me let's myself fall back in love with you I know it won't last forever. I now feel for someone other than you and it is not fair. So I say goodbye once again. A couple weeks later, all I think about is you, Please let me try one more time. That is all I ask, Just one date.
Don't snow me it's every fear that you dared to ignore in a shiny black mercedes and walking up to your door but if you don't like me anymore then why am i here i can see millions of voices behind your every sneer bury me underground i will not make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone in the end. it’s every hand that you declined there's nothing left to do when i am stuck in mine dropping a heart when it beats out of time i need my indifference just to survive bury me underground i won't make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone, in the end. do what it wants and bend till you break my apathetic face is starting to ache smiling at the walls proved too much to take so we took to digging holes instead bury me underground i won't make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone, in the end.
Wishes To Late I wish that you could hold me in your arms. Hold me close to you where I can escape from the pain. I wish that you could comfort me and make me feel at ease. I wish that you were here now. You did this to me. Why won’t you fix it? I wish you would fix it. I wish you would mend my broken heart. Just put the pieces back together. I wish I knew what you’re thinking. How you’re feeling. I wish you were here to talk to me. To give me advice and listen. I wish I could pour my heart out to you. I wish I could cry on you shoulder and not have to fight the tears back. Knowing that you won’t attempt to dry them at all. That you would let them all slip from my soul until I drowned. I wish that you could make me stop crying or at least try. I wish you never made me cry in the first place. I wish that I could feel your heart beating. Your head resting on mine. Your arms tightly holding onto me as if you never want me to leave. I wish I could have that feeling back one more time. Just one more time with you to show you how I feel. To have that feeling that words can’t even come close to describing. I think I love you but it is too late. You’re gone and now I want you more than ever. I wish you were mine to hold. I wish that you knew.
All Alone All alone By Charles Marks Sitting all alone, Thinking of you Praying and hoping you get better Wishing I could be there too help u feel better Thinking of you all day and night Wishing i was there too help u feel Better But You were Unsure about that What can I do too show your Parents I am Not a bad guy That I am only a guy with huge heart looking after you You Know that So what can we do too show that too them I’m running out of Ideals I hate seeing you being ill It's not fun, Plus I can't see you So get better Hun Love ya your Hun Charles
Before I know it I do not understand why Why I would be put through so much grief I don't understand why I am feeling this way I know that I've put this all on myself a sense of hopelessness has began to settle in I don't know what is to become of me It's becoming harder to breathe Should I end it all and leave this world prematurely? I don't think I could carry through with that idea My mind tells me to carry on but my soul is tired, the light is dimming My heart beats fast, fear sets in If I go I hope I go quickly I'm yearning to see you again Walk with you in all of your greatness I yearn for your hug, it will rejuvenate my mind, body, and soul Oh how much I want to go and leave this Hell on Earth but I think I should stay here and complete my task For I will be with you before the day turns black And I'll be glad that I chose to stay because there is so much that I want to say
God Is A Queer I bet if I told you, You could see faith. But you're too stupid, Too figure him out. The answer is right here, God is a queer. I bet you would fuck him, Of course, you're a believer. I bet you would feel him, Of course, you raise your hands to him You write songs for him, But whats he done for you. WoW! Free-will, I've sold mine, But where's the truth at? At least we know, Satan, There are pictures, and diseases. But where is God? Who knows, but all I know is, God is a Christian Queer
Why am I still waiting? I sit on my bed staring at the clock, Where are you? It then strikes half past two, when will you call? three o'clock and you still haven't called, Why am I still waiting? I've sat here since one pm or earlier, I'm sick of these games you play. Tampering with my trust in you and making me feel not wanted, I'm done with this. But if I'm sick of all this then why do I stick around? I love you. You finally call at pm and I'm ready to let you go, But I want to know where you were. So where were you while I waited around for you? You then say you just forgot. I think about it all while I listen to Numb by Linkin Park Which reminds me a little of us. A month passes and I hear from you yet again, You want my heart to belong to you once more. Stupid me let's myself fall back in love with you I know it won't last forever. I now feel for someone other than you and it is not fair. So I say goodbye once again. A couple weeks later, all I think about is you, Please let me try one more time. That is all I ask, Just one date.
Bullshit and Black I'm about to give up on people. Them and all their bullshit. I want to crawl back in my hole. Where the solitude is peaceful. I'd be better off without them. They wouldn't be able to hurt me. I want a darkness to surround me. I'll soak up all it's wonders. I don't exist to them. I'm just a figment of their imaginations. I exist only in my head. Only here I am safe. They constantly ignore me. Though I try to be their friend. I want the darkness to take me. Here, I can't be hurt. I want to give up on people. All the heartache they cause. I want to live in my mind. Alone, dark, and safe is all I want.
When my dreams end What lies over a rainbow... That catches our soul... What does the voice in the wind have to say... To bring you wondering each passing day... Why does your reflection shimmer in a churning stream... Making you wonder if life is nothing but a dream... And perhaps that's all life really is, a dream. Because things never really stay what they seem. Like grains of sand... Slipping through a grasping hand... You just can't seem to hold onto them. Like light slowly leaving, and making a room dim. And if life is nothing but a dream then what shall happen when it dies away. Fading like a flower when the autum night takes over its summer day. What shall happen when my dreams end... Shall another start, and I just mend? Or perhaps I will give in and just die. Taking my last breath as a long sigh. Oh, what shall happen when my dreams depart? Shall I then just wither away and fall apart? And gasp a long cry into the nocturnal air as the moon gazes down upon my poor, dying soul. Watching me wither, and to end all, dying like flames upon a single piece of coal. Why must it be this way? Why must I end my day... Oh, I hope and I so desperatly plead. That this dream to not let me bleed. To hold onto me. And let me see. My life, my dream... My reflection... in the stream...
A poster on my wall Each one of you are different but all your stories are beloved all ending so wonderfully with the first man you ever loved For that I despise you all and your stupid fabulous lives your tiny little waists and perfectly small thighs never one single zit great hair and big eyes happy castles and villages with always perfect skies But for some reason I love y'all so I guess this poem was senseless why am I even writing about some imaginary Disney Princesses
After the Storm It was a warm fall night, And scattered around the ground were leaves, As the wind blew the empty tree's gently in the breeze. Whispers could be heard as wolves were howling steadily. The moon was bright, the shadows were mysterious. The laughter's slowly diminished as the fog rolled in. The land grew dark, the shadows not as sharp, But the waves kept moving peacefully -in and out.- The tide was high, the moon was full but slightly hidden in this merely fog that had moved on shore. Clouds slowly part as the stars can be seen, lighting the colours of the forest. As our boat entered the harbour's lights, we knew we were finally home; safe and sound! Our journey has come to an end on this warm fall night, so we thought...
Dedicated to You I don't like to be sad too much joy life too short But now there are so many reasons death tears love Hidden behind my veil my veil of joy but the inside is an ocean Emotions pooled began as a puddle and grew and grew and grew Overflowing I wish for a drought no more rain drip...drop But you... you see this ocean you swim in it Joy. Lightening the burden drying up the ocean making me Happy. So-Be Merry, it's Christmas ^_^
Purple Terminology & Rainbow Clouds Light winged smoke, the one to blame, Creeping out from my minds clear flame. Silvery surface of my imagination, Fading to black, from all accusation. I lay upon the midnights shadowy skirts, Watching black moonbeams with the stars emberresed. Heavenly leisure, waiting over the top, But I keep falling, I cant seem to stop. Purple terminology filling me instead, Of red or yellow flowers buds, opening their heads. Great waves from an ocean so blue, I heed not this, buts its monsters, always true. Whats left, in this world thats fake? Just I, rusting with the mistakes. Rainbow clouds of sweet lullaby, Take me now, I'm ready to die.
Message Upon a mailbox I did stumble And all that I wished Was to leave a message Perfect, like they were. This is what I left: I want to leave a message Something Beautiful And touching Yet witty And humorous Intelligent But not pretentious... I guess this will work I love you. That is all.
My eternity alone Dreaming of this imaginary girl hoping for her to come thinking thinking thinking wishing upon a star for some to love me but that wish will never come I have prayed before and the wish comes true... for about a day or two but then it disappears Am I the cause why what did I do what did she see before to make her mind changed what did all of them see before their mind changed I wish I could of seen what they saw but I never will Am I truly meant to be alone? my eternity alone?
Motivator You are my motivation to wake up My motivation to breath My motivation to life Motivation to see When our eyes meet I know its fate You are my love, life, my soul mate You flow through me like waves at the beach I hope you are never out of reach You are behind this pen writing beautiful rhymes You are worthy of all of my time This last line is true My heart is and always belongs to you
If you could if you could read some ones mind do you every wounder what you'll find maybe a mind full of hopes an wonderful dreams or of thoughts of death an an not so good things would you use it to your advantage to make people see the damage or the warmness of there heart an not the darkness in every part if you could read my mine do you wounder what you would find wrote between the lines??
Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.
My Everything (personal) My tears of pain could not have justified my love for you. What else am I supose to do? All I can do is sit here and cry. Write down my thoughts, expressing all my feelings. I wish I didn't have to though..... I wish I could just shut it all out. Block out everything, turn my heart cold, black. Nothing in there. Completly empty; like a bottomless pit. Everything empty; but now..... I have to deal with this. How? I don't know. It ponders through my mind all the time. Should I? Shouldn't I? Knowing me, my decision will be bad. That's always the outcome..... no matter what. I can feel my heart beating faster everytime I think about it. Faster, faster, and faster! I just want it all to stop. GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GO AWAY! I don't want you here anymore! You took over my mind. I can't block you out. Why? That's my question..... Why do you have this great power over me? Why does it exsist? Can't it just disapear? No..... that will never happen. It's impossibile. I can't explain it; it's just too confusing to. Can't you see what you are doing to me? It hurts too much babe..... You have caused me all this pain and torture. It's all too much to bear. I'm losing control over my life. You control me now; not me. You are my keeper, my owner, my lover: "I wish." How long is this going to go on? Weeks? Months? Years? No, I know the answer..... forever. I will always be yours. You will always have the power over me; for always and forever. Even in death, I will belong to you. You are my everything. Nobody can take that away from me. I wish you would open your sparkling eyes and realize..... realize my love; love for you. You always push it away. Whenever I try to be there for you, you block me out. Making your heart cold, black. Completly empty. You know I will always be there for you. All I want to do is see you happy. When you smile, it makes me smile as well. Just one look at you, and my heart fills with joy. I feel the butterflies in my stomach; head pounding, heart aching, all for you. I know time helps ease the pain, but not for me. I gave way too much fucking time. All that time..... and for what? YOU! It wasn't even worth it, you didn't seem to care. Now I can never have that time back. So I sit here alone. In the dark. With the thoughts of you running through my mind. It hurts too much. This pain is not what I want. I wish the pain could be over, but it's not. I don't think it ever will be. So what do I do from here? Honestly, I don't really know. I wish you would come up to me and say, "I love you." "I love you too hunni." I wish to be free. Free from your world, and everything in it. I don't think I could do that though. So the days grow longer, nights grow shorter; while this pain runs through my body. Why can't I move on? Why can't I just say, "Fuck you!" because you mean so much to me. I care too much for you. I wish it all could be over. I can't go on like this anymore. So for now, I'll see what the future holds. David, You know you will always be in my heart; no matter what happens. You were my first love. Noone can take that away. You are my everything. *Dedicated to DBH
Always Gone Chest enclosed heart about to explode please don't leave again you've already left I know it's not the way I think of it but I can't help but think of it that way I know you care about me so why are you so far? Why does my heart want you so knowing you are too soon to leave knowing I will be left with tears and memories once lived now gone. Through the darkness of it all it was worth it you are worth the pain of seeing you leave because at least I got to see you Why does my heart whisper your name into the wind, when all it does is travel the other way? Why do you torture me so with words of brilliance only to be left behind with the hands of time?
Cold Moon blue seclusion illuminating the midnight forest every breath sending a cloud of cold crystals it is all the best looking at the cold blue moon wondering..... Will I die soon? Is this the last thing of beauty I see? And something tells me no To keep living my life Because.... There is another full moon Around the corner
Cold Moon blue seclusion illuminating the midnight forest every breath sending a cloud of cold crystals it is all the best looking at the cold blue moon wondering..... Will I die soon? Is this the last thing of beauty I see? And something tells me no To keep living my life Because.... There is another full moon Around the corner
Werd It Up Werd yo I'll let the mic go And sew up my pants Because theres a hole And I have ugly feet But I can rap to a beat Ticky ticky sticky meat Wikki wikki my name it earine it is no lie You go against me and your goin to die I'll kick you up and kick you down When I'm done we'll see the clown I'll throw you this little tune And then I'll lick this baboon Peace Wikki wikki
Night of our moon This world is a game of do or die We refuse to see the tears as the children, they cry We don't even stop to ask ourselves why It's not that we're mean, we simply know not how to be so kind And the moon rises over the rye Eerily kissing the twilight goodbye the moon rising over the rye Blue skies are for the eagles wings and sometimes, when the moon is up,the wind only seems to sing of how, come dawn, the skies are free it's beauty is shared by you and me And the moon's disappearing into a blue sky granting the eagles the freedom to fly the moon disappearing into our blue sky We have all had our share of sorrow and pain Without this, may I ask you, would you really be sane and though it is sad to see our loved ones leave you'd be blind not to see how through darkness the moon's light does weave And as we look to the moon we're in tears as we remember good times and past years looking to the moonlight in tears We have made it through the day, the moon is now in sight Come now children, you've all been wronged and you know this in the night You ponder of how in the day the wrong could seem so right You ignorance betrayed you, and did you really think there could be a shadow not cast by light And the moon comes to us in the night through darkness comes hope with its pale silver light the moon is with you in the night Now it may just be me, but man,it seems, is overrated But to you I'm a child, and so the poet has overstated As you turn away from the truth, you cast your own shadow of doubt And as you are engulfed in its darkness, your denial it echoed in shout And as we watch the shadows dance on an eerie moonlit night No longer ignorant, but innocent, no longer wrong nor right Our lives had seemed so hollow, here their only an illusion The wind is calling out my name. End of poem, my last conclusion
Purple Terminology & Rainbow Clouds Light winged smoke, the one to blame, Creeping out from my minds clear flame. Silvery surface of my imagination, Fading to black, from all accusation. I lay upon the midnights shadowy skirts, Watching black moonbeams with the stars emberresed. Heavenly leisure, waiting over the top, But I keep falling, I cant seem to stop. Purple terminology filling me instead, Of red or yellow flowers buds, opening their heads. Great waves from an ocean so blue, I heed not this, buts its monsters, always true. Whats left, in this world thats fake? Just I, rusting with the mistakes. Rainbow clouds of sweet lullaby, Take me now, I'm ready to die.
15 15 years old and trying to get, How to grow up, Without throwing a fit, My classes are hard, I feel so scared, Having to do homework, chores, and more, But wanting to watch cartoons like I did before, Needing some comfort, While standing up tall, And just praying not to fall, I'm not grown up yet, But sometimes, that I forget, Having to act responsible, Yet feeling so reckless, Confused and worried, Confident and secure, Trying to grow up, Yet trying to be pure.
When my dreams end What lies over a rainbow... That catches our soul... What does the voice in the wind have to say... To bring you wondering each passing day... Why does your reflection shimmer in a churning stream... Making you wonder if life is nothing but a dream... And perhaps that's all life really is, a dream. Because things never really stay what they seem. Like grains of sand... Slipping through a grasping hand... You just can't seem to hold onto them. Like light slowly leaving, and making a room dim. And if life is nothing but a dream then what shall happen when it dies away. Fading like a flower when the autum night takes over its summer day. What shall happen when my dreams end... Shall another start, and I just mend? Or perhaps I will give in and just die. Taking my last breath as a long sigh. Oh, what shall happen when my dreams depart? Shall I then just wither away and fall apart? And gasp a long cry into the nocturnal air as the moon gazes down upon my poor, dying soul. Watching me wither, and to end all, dying like flames upon a single piece of coal. Why must it be this way? Why must I end my day... Oh, I hope and I so desperatly plead. That this dream to not let me bleed. To hold onto me. And let me see. My life, my dream... My reflection... in the stream...
Bullshit and Black I'm about to give up on people. Them and all their bullshit. I want to crawl back in my hole. Where the solitude is peaceful. I'd be better off without them. They wouldn't be able to hurt me. I want a darkness to surround me. I'll soak up all it's wonders. I don't exist to them. I'm just a figment of their imaginations. I exist only in my head. Only here I am safe. They constantly ignore me. Though I try to be their friend. I want the darkness to take me. Here, I can't be hurt. I want to give up on people. All the heartache they cause. I want to live in my mind. Alone, dark, and safe is all I want.
Don't snow me it's every fear that you dared to ignore in a shiny black mercedes and walking up to your door but if you don't like me anymore then why am i here i can see millions of voices behind your every sneer bury me underground i will not make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone in the end. it’s every hand that you declined there's nothing left to do when i am stuck in mine dropping a heart when it beats out of time i need my indifference just to survive bury me underground i won't make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone, in the end. do what it wants and bend till you break my apathetic face is starting to ache smiling at the walls proved too much to take so we took to digging holes instead bury me underground i won't make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone, in the end.
When my dreams end What lies over a rainbow... That catches our soul... What does the voice in the wind have to say... To bring you wondering each passing day... Why does your reflection shimmer in a churning stream... Making you wonder if life is nothing but a dream... And perhaps that's all life really is, a dream. Because things never really stay what they seem. Like grains of sand... Slipping through a grasping hand... You just can't seem to hold onto them. Like light slowly leaving, and making a room dim. And if life is nothing but a dream then what shall happen when it dies away. Fading like a flower when the autum night takes over its summer day. What shall happen when my dreams end... Shall another start, and I just mend? Or perhaps I will give in and just die. Taking my last breath as a long sigh. Oh, what shall happen when my dreams depart? Shall I then just wither away and fall apart? And gasp a long cry into the nocturnal air as the moon gazes down upon my poor, dying soul. Watching me wither, and to end all, dying like flames upon a single piece of coal. Why must it be this way? Why must I end my day... Oh, I hope and I so desperatly plead. That this dream to not let me bleed. To hold onto me. And let me see. My life, my dream... My reflection... in the stream...
Don't snow me it's every fear that you dared to ignore in a shiny black mercedes and walking up to your door but if you don't like me anymore then why am i here i can see millions of voices behind your every sneer bury me underground i will not make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone in the end. it’s every hand that you declined there's nothing left to do when i am stuck in mine dropping a heart when it beats out of time i need my indifference just to survive bury me underground i won't make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone, in the end. do what it wants and bend till you break my apathetic face is starting to ache smiling at the walls proved too much to take so we took to digging holes instead bury me underground i won't make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone, in the end.
Parting Ways (The Day The Music Died) The last note still ringing in his ears, the night’s events still swirling around in his head, he walks out of the door into the warm evening air. The entire atmosphere is one of joyous sadness. Emotions course through the air, giving it some sort of charge. The next morning shall be the last exchange of the drink of the fruit of passion, and yet the solemn first for him. Later tomorrow he knows, they all know, that they must part ways. They must all leave their oasis of comfort and security to dive again into the vast sea of reality, of conformity. Yet still they cherish it, hold on to it. Even in the last moments of such a magical night, they open their minds, their hearts, open their souls to each other and learn to love that which is there in what others have exposed. The chants of “…MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE” truly resound in not only everyone’s thoughts but in their utmost desires. Late that night, lying in that same old bed for the last time, gazing up at the concrete ceiling. Finally, his thoughts allowed to sit and slowly filter out. Shock, insubordinate yet knowingly unjust anger. A few muttered words from the other side of the room, a brief agreement of opinions. Then silence. The hazy recollection of events over the past three weeks, the bittersweet insanity which so marked each and every day. The mistakes made, the friendships formed, the battles lost and won. And as all of this starts to settle down into a gentle murmur, he drifts off into sleep. The next morning, torn from the warm embrace of his frail sheets, down to the circle, sips from the glass, toasts to a fallen comrade. Soon enough the group all progressed to go through their daily routines one final time. They returned to what they knew was the inevitable. They were there, it was time to be rounded up and brought back to their respective lives. Tears were shed, last goodbyes, every single one of them joined as one united being, as one entity separate from their single selves. Each and every one of them will never leave the spot they were when they knew it was time they had to leave. Those who knew they could never return let fall the rains of their misery. Their true love for something so intangible yet so true and so real ripped apart their true selves and lovingly joined their true selves back together in an instant. But, as inevitabilities go, by midday it was empty and silent. Once could almost feel on the air all that had occurred there so few hours ago. That evening, He finally lay in bed before sleep. All were dispersed from that place they cherished so dear, back in the true world but thinking of naught but what they had left behind. And all at once, without warning, from places near and far came the sound of 300 voices: “This will be the day that I die…”
Don't snow me it's every fear that you dared to ignore in a shiny black mercedes and walking up to your door but if you don't like me anymore then why am i here i can see millions of voices behind your every sneer bury me underground i will not make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone in the end. it’s every hand that you declined there's nothing left to do when i am stuck in mine dropping a heart when it beats out of time i need my indifference just to survive bury me underground i won't make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone, in the end. do what it wants and bend till you break my apathetic face is starting to ache smiling at the walls proved too much to take so we took to digging holes instead bury me underground i won't make a sound you're pushing my teeth in you're pushing my teeth in you're making a scene again you'll find yourself alone, in the end.
Third Strike So I ran around in the dark (a mistake) With blind eyes, and a blind mind (a choice) I've ran out of words (a crime) Let me end this now (so I can die) I've broken down (ran out of time) Ruined everything again (my life) Why can't I go? Why can't I go? CHORUS: Blistering fire tears my insides To a crisp, I find myself go blind Help me now, I need your kiss so bad Look, now I've succumbed to be sad Tear drops burn my wounds I always figured I'd end up last, I'd lose And this time I'll be smart Won't be misled, won't be brought down Walk my way over the snow covered hills Find a life that suites me well So long, we'll meet again sometime before hell CHORUS x 2 REPEAT 1 with parentheses first CHORUS x 1
I..i jus..iuno i dont know anymore wasn't this suppose to be home? parents and their kids have issues from yelling to hitting to leaving to drugs well thats my life always yelling, being hit, always leaving, on drugs to much its not going to change my life isn't worth much anymore it never was actually... i told my dad he's a fucking prick his reaction... he threw a glass ashtray at me thats ok though; being on all sorts of pills no pain what so ever my dad will get it back all the stuff he's put me through his time will come i will not say though it will just happen for now im packing up and going home once again but it wont change much just wont have to put up with dad everything else will be the same
Bar Wench Lovely young lasses With empty beer glasses Serving throughout the bar. Their sashay of asses Deftly avoiding the masses. Young men thinking they'll get far. A mind on chemistry classes, Inert and noble gasses, This one has a full jar. With a hair flip she sasses, Another man she passes, Her dreams upon a farther star.
If you could if you could read some ones mind do you every wounder what you'll find maybe a mind full of hopes an wonderful dreams or of thoughts of death an an not so good things would you use it to your advantage to make people see the damage or the warmness of there heart an not the darkness in every part if you could read my mine do you wounder what you would find wrote between the lines??
One Way My face dry and burnt from the afternoon sun, Facing toward forever. Behind me, a world of pain and anguish, One step forward, a solution. They yell from below, But their voices are trivial. They didn't care then, They don't care now. Slowly breathing, There's no turning back. I let myself fly, The wind on my side, And soar from the peak of despair. Falling into an endless ocean of darkness, Into the pain, that no one bothered to notice. Ripping the air, Like a knife plunged deep, A blur out the window, To those who would cynically glance. A waste of skin, A waste of time, A waste of life. Blessed, Sweet, Pavement...
How To Create a Diversion How to create a diversion I lost and was amazed Of how you tricked my foolish heart. Deceit and then betrayal You kissed and left me, in the dark. But did you know, precocious thief, That truth may alter you For the wisdom of choice Goes far too deep Than clever words untrue. The quest you took, my dear defeat, Will question in the end How vain a soul must Pain repeat And on its bliss depend. I laughed and walked among Your precious lanes with fiery sparks, But I felt it all along- You’d kiss and leave me, in the dark.
The Game Why can't you just leave me alone Just stay out of my life, it's too hard w/ you here I have somebody else now Somebody I can actually hold near Do I want you back? Why ask a question you already know I still love you with everything I have I don't think I will ever be able to let you go Sometimes I can't hold back the memories of you Remembering what you do makes me cry I'd give anything to have you here Forgetting your face makes me want to die I've never had anything as good as you But with all good comes bad I will never have anyone love me like you I wish we still had what we had You want me back and you make it sound so easy Break up with him and it'll be like it used to be? If only I knew you could make your words come true I'd do anything if you could just make me see Don't hurt me anymore, I can't do it It's not as easy as it sounds, you're killing me I'm going to hurt regardless Just leave me alone, and let things be I'll love you forever, you know I will If only I knew your love was the same One more tear over you will leave me dry If only I were up for the game
Leather Lace i once saw a face, it was so beautiful, it began to drown my soul, quicker as she stood in leather lace, and time began to unfold, I could hear the melody starting to pull, so i grasped her mystical flow, towards the heart, which began to beat, did not know her, nor knew where to start, when or how could we meet, deep started to call on deep, and in my heart and soul began for her to weep, i need an explanation, for such a moment, but as soon as i was told, i found out she was heaven sent! I can't understand the concept, emotions in a rage, but why writing tears on this last page, she may not understand and she may not care, but truly she is more than the crystal clear, morning of fog and light, truly god sent beauty to my sight, for this is the day i met grace, and yes she stood in leather lace!
When my dreams end What lies over a rainbow... That catches our soul... What does the voice in the wind have to say... To bring you wondering each passing day... Why does your reflection shimmer in a churning stream... Making you wonder if life is nothing but a dream... And perhaps that's all life really is, a dream. Because things never really stay what they seem. Like grains of sand... Slipping through a grasping hand... You just can't seem to hold onto them. Like light slowly leaving, and making a room dim. And if life is nothing but a dream then what shall happen when it dies away. Fading like a flower when the autum night takes over its summer day. What shall happen when my dreams end... Shall another start, and I just mend? Or perhaps I will give in and just die. Taking my last breath as a long sigh. Oh, what shall happen when my dreams depart? Shall I then just wither away and fall apart? And gasp a long cry into the nocturnal air as the moon gazes down upon my poor, dying soul. Watching me wither, and to end all, dying like flames upon a single piece of coal. Why must it be this way? Why must I end my day... Oh, I hope and I so desperatly plead. That this dream to not let me bleed. To hold onto me. And let me see. My life, my dream... My reflection... in the stream...
If tomarow never comes What if tomorrow never comes will we miss what we did yesterday how bout what we did last . if tomorrow never comes will we forget the things we did in the past , will we forget the ones we love . if tomorrow never comes what will happen with to day will our memories fade away out of those who we care so much about . what will happen with the world as we know it should it crumble and fall beneath us if tomorrow never comes . Shall all we fought so hard to protect die without us if tomorrow never comes.will we still be happy when were dead will we still be around in some way shape or form if tomorrow never comes...........
Old Age Despair OLD AGE DESPAIR What good the golden hoard, the noble fame Of heroes or the praise of younger Man? The hand of Death makes Man but a mere name And none may linger longer than the span Of years which fickle Fate allots. We start to die when we begin to live. The ages pass and we and all our kin Are dead and those who died can only give Scant recompense for all we did. Oh! What a sin To live at all. Our whole life rots! Is there a God who looks upon our toil? Does He not watch our progress and approve Our every act? Are we but soil That lie beneath this Earth never to move? Man dies when he is dead and ties the knots Around him in the silent graveyard plots. Hugh L.M.Wyles 2003
Lost Inspiration All I can think of is you My hearts not broken its shattered its true What about forever where did it go? He plays with us like we are his show You were my thoughts and my dreams We should run away and live by a stream I never knew a circle too could be broke I am getting a big frog in my throat You shouldn't have left we shouldn't have came I know our hearts still feel the same You got me writing these beautiful rhymes If I could Id turn back time I wish I had my inspiration back Now the pen hits paper and it all goes wack I cant think I can barely see Why did this have to happen to me? Maybe happiness isn't in my cards..... Sorry this poem wont have an end My inspiration is lost and my heart needs to mend
Soul Mates I could stand here and challenge fate With no one else but you Is it all worth the wait Or will you just hurt me too I’ve learned to stand behind Everything you’ve said Just when everyone said I should listen to them instead You have put me on a pedestal I’ll always call you king You tell me I’m your angel Let me fix your broken wing I need to be complete I need to take my chance If our souls are meant to meet Lets give them the chance to dance Danyon L. Youngs 2-11-02
Suicide Why did I do this, Why did I lie, Why did I chose that I wanted to die? I picked up that knife, And slit up and down, The blood rushing out, my life ending fast was a definite doubt, I swallowed those pills, I knew the many people that kills, The taste sour in my mouth, My breath now was going south, Slower and slower I began to breath, Why did he have to leave, I lay on the floor, Trying to reach the door, My screams no one heard, Not even a single word, I begged to God, Don't let me do this, Don't let me die, Then for no reason, I began to wonder why, I remembered his face, Oh I want to leave this place, I crawled out the door, Blood rushing out more and more, The trail followed me into the kitchen, I opened a drawer, Then everything I used to fear, Became so clear, As I held that gun to my head, I knew in a minute Id be dead, BOOM... Standing over my body I began to realize, That Im not the only person people will try to victimize, Why did I do this, Why did I lie, Why did I chose, That I wanted to die?
A Suicide Bombing An unimaginably loud explosion, Is followed by broken glass, And the screams of women and children, Who are caught up in the blast. They are caught up in a conflict, It is catching up with all their lives, It hasn’t asked for what it’s taken, And it won’t apologise. The people open their eyes, Or at least all those who can, They don’t want to see the damage, Dealt by the bombers hand. They survey all the bleeding, They hear the cries of pain, They struggle to comprehend this, And they start to feel the strain. A half a dozen are dead, Fathers, mothers and sons, And no one can answer the question: In all this loss, just who has won? What would drive a person To board a bus with this in his head? The survivors don’t know the reason, Anyone who does is probably dead.
Open me Open me like a book, read my introductory, read my words carefully and not guess on what i mean. Turn my pages slowly, let my words flow out into your mind slowly. Take in my words, think about them. Don't automatically think that i make no sense, take the time to sit down rewind the time u opened me up and took a look at my pages, read what i have inside, its quite a ride. Think about me when you tell someone how u feel, let them know whats real. Don't let them steal your heart, keep it on a short leash, and wait to release at the right moment on the right person. If your not carefully u could lose you mind finding your lost heart in the dark. People will put you through a lot. Read my words carefully, let them flow into your mind. Lovers may cause you pain,but its only rain, the storm will never hit dry land, just keep it in the distance. Read me like a book, take a deeper look.
Dedicated to You I don't like to be sad too much joy life too short But now there are so many reasons death tears love Hidden behind my veil my veil of joy but the inside is an ocean Emotions pooled began as a puddle and grew and grew and grew Overflowing I wish for a drought no more rain drip...drop But you... you see this ocean you swim in it Joy. Lightening the burden drying up the ocean making me Happy. So-Be Merry, it's Christmas ^_^
Purple Terminology & Rainbow Clouds Light winged smoke, the one to blame, Creeping out from my minds clear flame. Silvery surface of my imagination, Fading to black, from all accusation. I lay upon the midnights shadowy skirts, Watching black moonbeams with the stars emberresed. Heavenly leisure, waiting over the top, But I keep falling, I cant seem to stop. Purple terminology filling me instead, Of red or yellow flowers buds, opening their heads. Great waves from an ocean so blue, I heed not this, buts its monsters, always true. Whats left, in this world thats fake? Just I, rusting with the mistakes. Rainbow clouds of sweet lullaby, Take me now, I'm ready to die.
Misery Glistening streams silently fall, Upon broken shards of suffering. The glass shards pierce my fragile mind, And blood drips down my quavering hands. My cries are so silent but shrill, Yet no one detects my misery. I beg and plead for someone’s help, But they all ignore my eerie sobs. Nothing but the rain touches me; It can only wash the blood away; I will always feel this damned pain. But I will mask it with some façade. Don’t worry about me right now, These tears will dry and I’ll be okay. It’s just another mental fight, And it will all end soon enough.
Soul Mates I could stand here and challenge fate With no one else but you Is it all worth the wait Or will you just hurt me too I’ve learned to stand behind Everything you’ve said Just when everyone said I should listen to them instead You have put me on a pedestal I’ll always call you king You tell me I’m your angel Let me fix your broken wing I need to be complete I need to take my chance If our souls are meant to meet Lets give them the chance to dance Danyon L. Youngs 2-11-02
Bullshit and Black I'm about to give up on people. Them and all their bullshit. I want to crawl back in my hole. Where the solitude is peaceful. I'd be better off without them. They wouldn't be able to hurt me. I want a darkness to surround me. I'll soak up all it's wonders. I don't exist to them. I'm just a figment of their imaginations. I exist only in my head. Only here I am safe. They constantly ignore me. Though I try to be their friend. I want the darkness to take me. Here, I can't be hurt. I want to give up on people. All the heartache they cause. I want to live in my mind. Alone, dark, and safe is all I want.
Im sorry im sorry for being me i wish i had some other life not being who i am if i could i would i would change everything the drugs and cutting the fights and drinking all that hurts you seeing me all you see in me is drugs thats who runs my life i have no say in it because its true i'll get help when i think its time i'll do it for you i'll do it for my baby
My Everything (personal) My tears of pain could not have justified my love for you. What else am I supose to do? All I can do is sit here and cry. Write down my thoughts, expressing all my feelings. I wish I didn't have to though..... I wish I could just shut it all out. Block out everything, turn my heart cold, black. Nothing in there. Completly empty; like a bottomless pit. Everything empty; but now..... I have to deal with this. How? I don't know. It ponders through my mind all the time. Should I? Shouldn't I? Knowing me, my decision will be bad. That's always the outcome..... no matter what. I can feel my heart beating faster everytime I think about it. Faster, faster, and faster! I just want it all to stop. GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GO AWAY! I don't want you here anymore! You took over my mind. I can't block you out. Why? That's my question..... Why do you have this great power over me? Why does it exsist? Can't it just disapear? No..... that will never happen. It's impossibile. I can't explain it; it's just too confusing to. Can't you see what you are doing to me? It hurts too much babe..... You have caused me all this pain and torture. It's all too much to bear. I'm losing control over my life. You control me now; not me. You are my keeper, my owner, my lover: "I wish." How long is this going to go on? Weeks? Months? Years? No, I know the answer..... forever. I will always be yours. You will always have the power over me; for always and forever. Even in death, I will belong to you. You are my everything. Nobody can take that away from me. I wish you would open your sparkling eyes and realize..... realize my love; love for you. You always push it away. Whenever I try to be there for you, you block me out. Making your heart cold, black. Completly empty. You know I will always be there for you. All I want to do is see you happy. When you smile, it makes me smile as well. Just one look at you, and my heart fills with joy. I feel the butterflies in my stomach; head pounding, heart aching, all for you. I know time helps ease the pain, but not for me. I gave way too much fucking time. All that time..... and for what? YOU! It wasn't even worth it, you didn't seem to care. Now I can never have that time back. So I sit here alone. In the dark. With the thoughts of you running through my mind. It hurts too much. This pain is not what I want. I wish the pain could be over, but it's not. I don't think it ever will be. So what do I do from here? Honestly, I don't really know. I wish you would come up to me and say, "I love you." "I love you too hunni." I wish to be free. Free from your world, and everything in it. I don't think I could do that though. So the days grow longer, nights grow shorter; while this pain runs through my body. Why can't I move on? Why can't I just say, "Fuck you!" because you mean so much to me. I care too much for you. I wish it all could be over. I can't go on like this anymore. So for now, I'll see what the future holds. David, You know you will always be in my heart; no matter what happens. You were my first love. Noone can take that away. You are my everything. *Dedicated to DBH
Message Upon a mailbox I did stumble And all that I wished Was to leave a message Perfect, like they were. This is what I left: I want to leave a message Something Beautiful And touching Yet witty And humorous Intelligent But not pretentious... I guess this will work I love you. That is all.
Werd It Up Werd yo I'll let the mic go And sew up my pants Because theres a hole And I have ugly feet But I can rap to a beat Ticky ticky sticky meat Wikki wikki my name it earine it is no lie You go against me and your goin to die I'll kick you up and kick you down When I'm done we'll see the clown I'll throw you this little tune And then I'll lick this baboon Peace Wikki wikki
Old Age Despair OLD AGE DESPAIR What good the golden hoard, the noble fame Of heroes or the praise of younger Man? The hand of Death makes Man but a mere name And none may linger longer than the span Of years which fickle Fate allots. We start to die when we begin to live. The ages pass and we and all our kin Are dead and those who died can only give Scant recompense for all we did. Oh! What a sin To live at all. Our whole life rots! Is there a God who looks upon our toil? Does He not watch our progress and approve Our every act? Are we but soil That lie beneath this Earth never to move? Man dies when he is dead and ties the knots Around him in the silent graveyard plots. Hugh L.M.Wyles 2003
Vulnerable I feel so insecure, But confident and so sure, Knowing that you love me,but also realizing, That with one word you could break my heart, And with one movement you could shatter my soul, And with one thought you could destroy my dreams, I've never felt this way before, Don't know if its healthy, Or rotten to the core, All I know is that as Abby would say, "Your the key on my key-chain, and the rose on my bush," So please don't kick down the door, Or let the flowers wilt to the floor, because I Love You more than you could ever know, And I never want to let you go.
Just Say Goodbye I can feel it slipping away- the love we once shared. Maybe it was just a dream or an illusion to make myself happy Maybe you really hate me- maybe you were just being polite. So much crap- no more all gone Intense emotion faded.... into the abyss. Soul mates, gone. All eyes on me-never end walking slowly away.
Bullshit and Black I'm about to give up on people. Them and all their bullshit. I want to crawl back in my hole. Where the solitude is peaceful. I'd be better off without them. They wouldn't be able to hurt me. I want a darkness to surround me. I'll soak up all it's wonders. I don't exist to them. I'm just a figment of their imaginations. I exist only in my head. Only here I am safe. They constantly ignore me. Though I try to be their friend. I want the darkness to take me. Here, I can't be hurt. I want to give up on people. All the heartache they cause. I want to live in my mind. Alone, dark, and safe is all I want.
Never Broken My heart is in your hands. What will you do with it? I give it freely; I've not had it broken before. I may not deserve it, but I hope we end together. We may not make it, but we have to try, right? How could we sacrifice what we have, something so beautiful. These are the things dreams are made of, that which we have, Things sometimes never achieved. We have. You tell me you're mine, if I ever want you. How could you even doubt it? I never have. You say you're independent - so am I. You don't want to be tied down too early. I'll help you fly. You say you don't want to spend eternity without me. What kind of God would do that to us? Not any God of mine. Time wasted on meaningless pastimes, without you. So many things I want you to see, to be with me through. I can't wait for the day I never leave you, together. The day we become one, in God's eyes, forever. Love does not begin to say it all.
My eternity alone Dreaming of this imaginary girl hoping for her to come thinking thinking thinking wishing upon a star for some to love me but that wish will never come I have prayed before and the wish comes true... for about a day or two but then it disappears Am I the cause why what did I do what did she see before to make her mind changed what did all of them see before their mind changed I wish I could of seen what they saw but I never will Am I truly meant to be alone? my eternity alone?
Why am I still waiting? I sit on my bed staring at the clock, Where are you? It then strikes half past two, when will you call? three o'clock and you still haven't called, Why am I still waiting? I've sat here since one pm or earlier, I'm sick of these games you play. Tampering with my trust in you and making me feel not wanted, I'm done with this. But if I'm sick of all this then why do I stick around? I love you. You finally call at pm and I'm ready to let you go, But I want to know where you were. So where were you while I waited around for you? You then say you just forgot. I think about it all while I listen to Numb by Linkin Park Which reminds me a little of us. A month passes and I hear from you yet again, You want my heart to belong to you once more. Stupid me let's myself fall back in love with you I know it won't last forever. I now feel for someone other than you and it is not fair. So I say goodbye once again. A couple weeks later, all I think about is you, Please let me try one more time. That is all I ask, Just one date.
Bar Wench Lovely young lasses With empty beer glasses Serving throughout the bar. Their sashay of asses Deftly avoiding the masses. Young men thinking they'll get far. A mind on chemistry classes, Inert and noble gasses, This one has a full jar. With a hair flip she sasses, Another man she passes, Her dreams upon a farther star.
Tragic Ending The light at the end of went out too soon This kid wasn't meant to fall to his doom Today the school is mourning his death Crying in the halls, not able to rest These kids really loved him He wasn't meant to die so soon Six more months until his graduation An empty chair, and hearts left with questions Tears and memory's in behalf of his blessings This schools never going to be the same He came so fast and left too soon These kids really loved him Standing in the halls they reminisce All the good things about him they'll always miss He's the only kid in school who spun a binder on his finger Carried a boom box when skiing down the hill Something I think about to this day still Yet I can't seem to understand what was going through his head I came to school, finding out this kid he was dead A tragic ending to an unfinished story
Motivator You are my motivation to wake up My motivation to breath My motivation to life Motivation to see When our eyes meet I know its fate You are my love, life, my soul mate You flow through me like waves at the beach I hope you are never out of reach You are behind this pen writing beautiful rhymes You are worthy of all of my time This last line is true My heart is and always belongs to you
God Is A Queer I bet if I told you, You could see faith. But you're too stupid, Too figure him out. The answer is right here, God is a queer. I bet you would fuck him, Of course, you're a believer. I bet you would feel him, Of course, you raise your hands to him You write songs for him, But whats he done for you. WoW! Free-will, I've sold mine, But where's the truth at? At least we know, Satan, There are pictures, and diseases. But where is God? Who knows, but all I know is, God is a Christian Queer
I am not what it seems I am not me I am not what I seem to be I am not what I look like masked in the darkness that only the tears can see shimmering droplets of fear breaking the barrier of myself I am wrecked split torn embedded I am a creature behind the pain sensually smiling to everyone screaming inside for what is not as I die with every little breath I take this life down with me I am horrid masked broken terrified I am hurting for help from others yet I ask the wrong questions pondering when I will be saved yet awaiting the tock of the clock that never seems to pass on by I am crimson cut severed tainted I am what I feel inside of me killing off the presence of life bearing down in the empty hole realizing no heart was what I had stone cold in the isolation of myself I am ignorant pitiful disgraceful stupid I am what I don't seem to be so look at the out and not the in for your eyes will fill with tears as my body lay in the cold emptiness knowing what I was, not who I am
Just Say Goodbye I can feel it slipping away- the love we once shared. Maybe it was just a dream or an illusion to make myself happy Maybe you really hate me- maybe you were just being polite. So much crap- no more all gone Intense emotion faded.... into the abyss. Soul mates, gone. All eyes on me-never end walking slowly away.
Feeling insecure, are we? we stay within the confines of our bodies and the concrete; we communicate with simple greetings while we hurry on to more important things ...classes, appointments, critical meetings... Hello there. (do you see my face?) (don’t be alarmed dear, it isn’t really mine, this is only stage make-up... and I put it on sometimes, when I want to hide or pretend to be anyone but me... You understand, don’t you?) Hello there. (do you hear my words?) (I fancy them passionate purple and red, but you disagree claiming they’re deceitful green. and when they float from my mouth dear, you’ll find they buzz around your ear, until they decide it is safe to crawl in. next, the decision is your's alone will you chew on them for the time being savoring what they have to offer, will you find them true and better than all that saccharin shit you’ve been eating up till now? will you be finicky, as you usually are, will you go in unwillingly, and find they are rotten will you spit them on the sidewalk and run quickly away? will you mold my words... like jell-o...or play-doh ...or kids with mashed potatoes... and then, when your new sculpture is complete ...a masterpiece in its own right... will you hand it back to me ...well, by then, it's not the same ...words switched, meaning’s changed) Hello there. (do you see me stroll away? ...and I seem confident inside these confines... it’s as though self and sidewalk have no effect on me)
Homosexual Adoption Its not really a poem...but a issue i wanted to write and talk about so...ya'll let me know what you think. Grammer and other spellings might be a little off.... Imagine if you can, yourself sitting there waiting in a foster home waiting for someone to adopt you… You’ve hoped and dreamed of getting out of that place all your life. The one chance you get, he or she turns out to be homosexual, and so your dreams are shattered of having the life you’ve always wanted. Who says that homosexuals can’t raise children to be the best they can be. Most people have the same in the home, specially in the State of Texas, in that I mean, there is either a father raising their kid(s) by himself, and a mother raising her kid(s) by herself. Many studies have proven that,studies done do to demonstrate that children raised in a homosexual home are no more likely to be homosexual than a child raised in a heterosexual home. “ –by Andy A child turning homosexual has no barring on if their parent is or is not in the same sex process/relationship, it has to do with the emotional development of each child, in and outside of the home. Comments from kids, who are bisexual, lesbians, and gay all said the same thing “It had nothing to do with my parents, matter fact they are straight, and would probably flip if they knew I was a “homosexual” a friend of mines told me about her conditions of being adopted, and how her mother turned out to be a bisexual. "My mom's my best friend, and her girlfriend and I go shopping as if she’s my age....its so much fun to hang around them. I get the knowledge of being around homosexuals, besides how they act in a group of straight friends, and around people who are gay and lesbians, and even bi.” Many people don’t find a problem with it. Rosie O’Donnell has children who are adopted but it was before she announced herself as being a Lesbian, and once she did she had many problems with try to adopt more children after that. She has the capital and the will and the determination to raise such amount of children, why keep a child away from her? The better off the parent and his or her personality the parent(s)/guardian(s) has of getting that child. Trying to stop one person while granting the right to another person is unfair and unconstitutional. Each person has the right to, Life Liberty and Pursuit of Happiness, and if that means adopting a child then so be it, whether or not they be homosexual, or heterosexual. They still have the right to have a child. You wouldn’t say this person holds these amendments, while these few or so hold these. Its immoral, and again unconstitutional
Never Broken My heart is in your hands. What will you do with it? I give it freely; I've not had it broken before. I may not deserve it, but I hope we end together. We may not make it, but we have to try, right? How could we sacrifice what we have, something so beautiful. These are the things dreams are made of, that which we have, Things sometimes never achieved. We have. You tell me you're mine, if I ever want you. How could you even doubt it? I never have. You say you're independent - so am I. You don't want to be tied down too early. I'll help you fly. You say you don't want to spend eternity without me. What kind of God would do that to us? Not any God of mine. Time wasted on meaningless pastimes, without you. So many things I want you to see, to be with me through. I can't wait for the day I never leave you, together. The day we become one, in God's eyes, forever. Love does not begin to say it all.
Two for the Price of one! Today only sales a slice of heaven with a free movie rental per three card purchase exceptions everywhere to everyday prices always the drive for money and sex and more money the two things that never come free always a price attached gift with purchase free WITH 6 UPC's green trees are hard to grow big constantly plucked by these undieing consumer driven souls who say and believe to give is NEVER better than to receive knowing in their minds whats under that bow but not the store sweat shops didn't you know your new tee shirt yeah the green one that goes so well with your khaki pants it was hand sewn by a six year old doesn't matter you say because they got paid minus the taxes room and board 500 dollars a month sucked into a plastic card and unknown recites you don't know where the money goes where it stops no body knows landlord to crack dealer to HIS father to buy YOUR great aunts CHRIST-mas gift never ending circle of life driven by money FOR money after all" someone has to pay the Shaffer who buys the cookies who pays the utilities who buys a plunger who goes to McDonald's only to sue ask for more money for making him fat no more McDonald's fault than yours but the cycle continues who buys grandma's gift which is inherited by the cats who eat it away but there's plenty more where that came from but where did it come from does anyone know the curse of money flow dimes Regan dimes marching through the street calling our souls the TRUE pipers song of green greed is that enough 4 point what Mr.Gates? swimming in ones starving children let them starve lonely monks with pea plants all green in the end natures cycle man's mistake
Third Strike So I ran around in the dark (a mistake) With blind eyes, and a blind mind (a choice) I've ran out of words (a crime) Let me end this now (so I can die) I've broken down (ran out of time) Ruined everything again (my life) Why can't I go? Why can't I go? CHORUS: Blistering fire tears my insides To a crisp, I find myself go blind Help me now, I need your kiss so bad Look, now I've succumbed to be sad Tear drops burn my wounds I always figured I'd end up last, I'd lose And this time I'll be smart Won't be misled, won't be brought down Walk my way over the snow covered hills Find a life that suites me well So long, we'll meet again sometime before hell CHORUS x 2 REPEAT 1 with parentheses first CHORUS x 1
Why am I still waiting? I sit on my bed staring at the clock, Where are you? It then strikes half past two, when will you call? three o'clock and you still haven't called, Why am I still waiting? I've sat here since one pm or earlier, I'm sick of these games you play. Tampering with my trust in you and making me feel not wanted, I'm done with this. But if I'm sick of all this then why do I stick around? I love you. You finally call at pm and I'm ready to let you go, But I want to know where you were. So where were you while I waited around for you? You then say you just forgot. I think about it all while I listen to Numb by Linkin Park Which reminds me a little of us. A month passes and I hear from you yet again, You want my heart to belong to you once more. Stupid me let's myself fall back in love with you I know it won't last forever. I now feel for someone other than you and it is not fair. So I say goodbye once again. A couple weeks later, all I think about is you, Please let me try one more time. That is all I ask, Just one date.
Parting Ways (The Day The Music Died) The last note still ringing in his ears, the night’s events still swirling around in his head, he walks out of the door into the warm evening air. The entire atmosphere is one of joyous sadness. Emotions course through the air, giving it some sort of charge. The next morning shall be the last exchange of the drink of the fruit of passion, and yet the solemn first for him. Later tomorrow he knows, they all know, that they must part ways. They must all leave their oasis of comfort and security to dive again into the vast sea of reality, of conformity. Yet still they cherish it, hold on to it. Even in the last moments of such a magical night, they open their minds, their hearts, open their souls to each other and learn to love that which is there in what others have exposed. The chants of “…MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE” truly resound in not only everyone’s thoughts but in their utmost desires. Late that night, lying in that same old bed for the last time, gazing up at the concrete ceiling. Finally, his thoughts allowed to sit and slowly filter out. Shock, insubordinate yet knowingly unjust anger. A few muttered words from the other side of the room, a brief agreement of opinions. Then silence. The hazy recollection of events over the past three weeks, the bittersweet insanity which so marked each and every day. The mistakes made, the friendships formed, the battles lost and won. And as all of this starts to settle down into a gentle murmur, he drifts off into sleep. The next morning, torn from the warm embrace of his frail sheets, down to the circle, sips from the glass, toasts to a fallen comrade. Soon enough the group all progressed to go through their daily routines one final time. They returned to what they knew was the inevitable. They were there, it was time to be rounded up and brought back to their respective lives. Tears were shed, last goodbyes, every single one of them joined as one united being, as one entity separate from their single selves. Each and every one of them will never leave the spot they were when they knew it was time they had to leave. Those who knew they could never return let fall the rains of their misery. Their true love for something so intangible yet so true and so real ripped apart their true selves and lovingly joined their true selves back together in an instant. But, as inevitabilities go, by midday it was empty and silent. Once could almost feel on the air all that had occurred there so few hours ago. That evening, He finally lay in bed before sleep. All were dispersed from that place they cherished so dear, back in the true world but thinking of naught but what they had left behind. And all at once, without warning, from places near and far came the sound of 300 voices: “This will be the day that I die…”
How to Die part 1 everyone seems to walk away in pairs hands on my head i pull at my hair i'm so good at pretending i'm high only one girl noticed me cry First you must know how fucked you really are Second you must not have any friends Third you must realize how fake the "compassionate" are Fourth you must shut your heart closed cos there is hope in love i don't feel like pretending to be happy anymore cos i know i am the guy no girl is for a necktie never felt so good...
Im sorry im sorry for being me i wish i had some other life not being who i am if i could i would i would change everything the drugs and cutting the fights and drinking all that hurts you seeing me all you see in me is drugs thats who runs my life i have no say in it because its true i'll get help when i think its time i'll do it for you i'll do it for my baby
Suicide Why did I do this, Why did I lie, Why did I chose that I wanted to die? I picked up that knife, And slit up and down, The blood rushing out, my life ending fast was a definite doubt, I swallowed those pills, I knew the many people that kills, The taste sour in my mouth, My breath now was going south, Slower and slower I began to breath, Why did he have to leave, I lay on the floor, Trying to reach the door, My screams no one heard, Not even a single word, I begged to God, Don't let me do this, Don't let me die, Then for no reason, I began to wonder why, I remembered his face, Oh I want to leave this place, I crawled out the door, Blood rushing out more and more, The trail followed me into the kitchen, I opened a drawer, Then everything I used to fear, Became so clear, As I held that gun to my head, I knew in a minute Id be dead, BOOM... Standing over my body I began to realize, That Im not the only person people will try to victimize, Why did I do this, Why did I lie, Why did I chose, That I wanted to die?
Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.
Wishes To Late I wish that you could hold me in your arms. Hold me close to you where I can escape from the pain. I wish that you could comfort me and make me feel at ease. I wish that you were here now. You did this to me. Why won’t you fix it? I wish you would fix it. I wish you would mend my broken heart. Just put the pieces back together. I wish I knew what you’re thinking. How you’re feeling. I wish you were here to talk to me. To give me advice and listen. I wish I could pour my heart out to you. I wish I could cry on you shoulder and not have to fight the tears back. Knowing that you won’t attempt to dry them at all. That you would let them all slip from my soul until I drowned. I wish that you could make me stop crying or at least try. I wish you never made me cry in the first place. I wish that I could feel your heart beating. Your head resting on mine. Your arms tightly holding onto me as if you never want me to leave. I wish I could have that feeling back one more time. Just one more time with you to show you how I feel. To have that feeling that words can’t even come close to describing. I think I love you but it is too late. You’re gone and now I want you more than ever. I wish you were mine to hold. I wish that you knew.
My Own Broken Mirror It’s my perfect distortion My face mirrored, and split by emotion Toyed with and tainted as I move From one to another, I fit to the grooves Of the loose ends of sharpness that gather to unite To be perfectly fitted And renewed to the mirrored spite Unnoticeably broken But brittle and rough Stand from afar, and admire the muffs Help with the pane Move to uncertainty Lure the cheery light And cure my fearful fright. It’s my perfect distortion That I recognize so well But help me see What the others see but tell. Are the pieces lost? Slipped through the cracks? Fallen through to the dangerous high acts? I’ll never know of my pieces that are missing. Mold the old to fit the space Kiss the glass, even of bad taste Forever, but never made To be new Just molded and distorted To create a familiar you Of mirrored light, broken, But Forever Bright. Please stay with the brittle pane Until the sun goes down And pain fades And new lights of distorted beauty Reign again
Without even knowing there are eyes on every face so why do yours make my heart race why does your smile light up my day and then take all my pain away what's more why have those eyes I prize never once looked into mine every day I talk to you but still you haven't got a clue just how much love I feel for you I want to do what you do for me to share your pleasures and your pain and wipe away your wounds with ease I want to feel your tender touch and hear your whispers in the dark that turn all of my fears to dust all alone here lying in bed thoughts of you pop in my head fantasies of love so true but I'll never get what I want from you realization tears me apart tears slip down my cheeks without even knowing, you broke my heart
Bar Wench Lovely young lasses With empty beer glasses Serving throughout the bar. Their sashay of asses Deftly avoiding the masses. Young men thinking they'll get far. A mind on chemistry classes, Inert and noble gasses, This one has a full jar. With a hair flip she sasses, Another man she passes, Her dreams upon a farther star.
A poster on my wall Each one of you are different but all your stories are beloved all ending so wonderfully with the first man you ever loved For that I despise you all and your stupid fabulous lives your tiny little waists and perfectly small thighs never one single zit great hair and big eyes happy castles and villages with always perfect skies But for some reason I love y'all so I guess this poem was senseless why am I even writing about some imaginary Disney Princesses
How To Create a Diversion How to create a diversion I lost and was amazed Of how you tricked my foolish heart. Deceit and then betrayal You kissed and left me, in the dark. But did you know, precocious thief, That truth may alter you For the wisdom of choice Goes far too deep Than clever words untrue. The quest you took, my dear defeat, Will question in the end How vain a soul must Pain repeat And on its bliss depend. I laughed and walked among Your precious lanes with fiery sparks, But I felt it all along- You’d kiss and leave me, in the dark.
My Everything (personal) My tears of pain could not have justified my love for you. What else am I supose to do? All I can do is sit here and cry. Write down my thoughts, expressing all my feelings. I wish I didn't have to though..... I wish I could just shut it all out. Block out everything, turn my heart cold, black. Nothing in there. Completly empty; like a bottomless pit. Everything empty; but now..... I have to deal with this. How? I don't know. It ponders through my mind all the time. Should I? Shouldn't I? Knowing me, my decision will be bad. That's always the outcome..... no matter what. I can feel my heart beating faster everytime I think about it. Faster, faster, and faster! I just want it all to stop. GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GO AWAY! I don't want you here anymore! You took over my mind. I can't block you out. Why? That's my question..... Why do you have this great power over me? Why does it exsist? Can't it just disapear? No..... that will never happen. It's impossibile. I can't explain it; it's just too confusing to. Can't you see what you are doing to me? It hurts too much babe..... You have caused me all this pain and torture. It's all too much to bear. I'm losing control over my life. You control me now; not me. You are my keeper, my owner, my lover: "I wish." How long is this going to go on? Weeks? Months? Years? No, I know the answer..... forever. I will always be yours. You will always have the power over me; for always and forever. Even in death, I will belong to you. You are my everything. Nobody can take that away from me. I wish you would open your sparkling eyes and realize..... realize my love; love for you. You always push it away. Whenever I try to be there for you, you block me out. Making your heart cold, black. Completly empty. You know I will always be there for you. All I want to do is see you happy. When you smile, it makes me smile as well. Just one look at you, and my heart fills with joy. I feel the butterflies in my stomach; head pounding, heart aching, all for you. I know time helps ease the pain, but not for me. I gave way too much fucking time. All that time..... and for what? YOU! It wasn't even worth it, you didn't seem to care. Now I can never have that time back. So I sit here alone. In the dark. With the thoughts of you running through my mind. It hurts too much. This pain is not what I want. I wish the pain could be over, but it's not. I don't think it ever will be. So what do I do from here? Honestly, I don't really know. I wish you would come up to me and say, "I love you." "I love you too hunni." I wish to be free. Free from your world, and everything in it. I don't think I could do that though. So the days grow longer, nights grow shorter; while this pain runs through my body. Why can't I move on? Why can't I just say, "Fuck you!" because you mean so much to me. I care too much for you. I wish it all could be over. I can't go on like this anymore. So for now, I'll see what the future holds. David, You know you will always be in my heart; no matter what happens. You were my first love. Noone can take that away. You are my everything. *Dedicated to DBH
Old Age Despair OLD AGE DESPAIR What good the golden hoard, the noble fame Of heroes or the praise of younger Man? The hand of Death makes Man but a mere name And none may linger longer than the span Of years which fickle Fate allots. We start to die when we begin to live. The ages pass and we and all our kin Are dead and those who died can only give Scant recompense for all we did. Oh! What a sin To live at all. Our whole life rots! Is there a God who looks upon our toil? Does He not watch our progress and approve Our every act? Are we but soil That lie beneath this Earth never to move? Man dies when he is dead and ties the knots Around him in the silent graveyard plots. Hugh L.M.Wyles 2003
Im sorry im sorry for being me i wish i had some other life not being who i am if i could i would i would change everything the drugs and cutting the fights and drinking all that hurts you seeing me all you see in me is drugs thats who runs my life i have no say in it because its true i'll get help when i think its time i'll do it for you i'll do it for my baby
In death Floating along the wisp of life. Feeling lost in heavens great strife. My love is finally broken in shards. The hatred that begins with you ends With news of angst from stars and bars. I read your palms time after time. None of it can make any sense. Joking and poking with a mime. Often you gave in to your tense Meaning when Venus was Aline with mars. Getting no where with this simple song. My anger is burnt up with your desire. The angel in black has burned with fire. Laughing with its evil, grinning bong. My shroud is grass, the coffin is now.
One Way My face dry and burnt from the afternoon sun, Facing toward forever. Behind me, a world of pain and anguish, One step forward, a solution. They yell from below, But their voices are trivial. They didn't care then, They don't care now. Slowly breathing, There's no turning back. I let myself fly, The wind on my side, And soar from the peak of despair. Falling into an endless ocean of darkness, Into the pain, that no one bothered to notice. Ripping the air, Like a knife plunged deep, A blur out the window, To those who would cynically glance. A waste of skin, A waste of time, A waste of life. Blessed, Sweet, Pavement...
The Game Why can't you just leave me alone Just stay out of my life, it's too hard w/ you here I have somebody else now Somebody I can actually hold near Do I want you back? Why ask a question you already know I still love you with everything I have I don't think I will ever be able to let you go Sometimes I can't hold back the memories of you Remembering what you do makes me cry I'd give anything to have you here Forgetting your face makes me want to die I've never had anything as good as you But with all good comes bad I will never have anyone love me like you I wish we still had what we had You want me back and you make it sound so easy Break up with him and it'll be like it used to be? If only I knew you could make your words come true I'd do anything if you could just make me see Don't hurt me anymore, I can't do it It's not as easy as it sounds, you're killing me I'm going to hurt regardless Just leave me alone, and let things be I'll love you forever, you know I will If only I knew your love was the same One more tear over you will leave me dry If only I were up for the game
Wishes To Late I wish that you could hold me in your arms. Hold me close to you where I can escape from the pain. I wish that you could comfort me and make me feel at ease. I wish that you were here now. You did this to me. Why won’t you fix it? I wish you would fix it. I wish you would mend my broken heart. Just put the pieces back together. I wish I knew what you’re thinking. How you’re feeling. I wish you were here to talk to me. To give me advice and listen. I wish I could pour my heart out to you. I wish I could cry on you shoulder and not have to fight the tears back. Knowing that you won’t attempt to dry them at all. That you would let them all slip from my soul until I drowned. I wish that you could make me stop crying or at least try. I wish you never made me cry in the first place. I wish that I could feel your heart beating. Your head resting on mine. Your arms tightly holding onto me as if you never want me to leave. I wish I could have that feeling back one more time. Just one more time with you to show you how I feel. To have that feeling that words can’t even come close to describing. I think I love you but it is too late. You’re gone and now I want you more than ever. I wish you were mine to hold. I wish that you knew.
How to Die part 1 everyone seems to walk away in pairs hands on my head i pull at my hair i'm so good at pretending i'm high only one girl noticed me cry First you must know how fucked you really are Second you must not have any friends Third you must realize how fake the "compassionate" are Fourth you must shut your heart closed cos there is hope in love i don't feel like pretending to be happy anymore cos i know i am the guy no girl is for a necktie never felt so good...
Two for the Price of one! Today only sales a slice of heaven with a free movie rental per three card purchase exceptions everywhere to everyday prices always the drive for money and sex and more money the two things that never come free always a price attached gift with purchase free WITH 6 UPC's green trees are hard to grow big constantly plucked by these undieing consumer driven souls who say and believe to give is NEVER better than to receive knowing in their minds whats under that bow but not the store sweat shops didn't you know your new tee shirt yeah the green one that goes so well with your khaki pants it was hand sewn by a six year old doesn't matter you say because they got paid minus the taxes room and board 500 dollars a month sucked into a plastic card and unknown recites you don't know where the money goes where it stops no body knows landlord to crack dealer to HIS father to buy YOUR great aunts CHRIST-mas gift never ending circle of life driven by money FOR money after all" someone has to pay the Shaffer who buys the cookies who pays the utilities who buys a plunger who goes to McDonald's only to sue ask for more money for making him fat no more McDonald's fault than yours but the cycle continues who buys grandma's gift which is inherited by the cats who eat it away but there's plenty more where that came from but where did it come from does anyone know the curse of money flow dimes Regan dimes marching through the street calling our souls the TRUE pipers song of green greed is that enough 4 point what Mr.Gates? swimming in ones starving children let them starve lonely monks with pea plants all green in the end natures cycle man's mistake
Left Untouched Not talking is tearing me apart your friendship held such a special part of my heart Everything was going alright that was until the other night Maybe it never should have be spoken of Just left in the dark as a hidden love Being more than friends could make this end A helping hand you will not lend Your feelings are so unclear to me Others have said but i will let it be All i want is to hear it from you Set me straight and tell me true
Purple Terminology & Rainbow Clouds Light winged smoke, the one to blame, Creeping out from my minds clear flame. Silvery surface of my imagination, Fading to black, from all accusation. I lay upon the midnights shadowy skirts, Watching black moonbeams with the stars emberresed. Heavenly leisure, waiting over the top, But I keep falling, I cant seem to stop. Purple terminology filling me instead, Of red or yellow flowers buds, opening their heads. Great waves from an ocean so blue, I heed not this, buts its monsters, always true. Whats left, in this world thats fake? Just I, rusting with the mistakes. Rainbow clouds of sweet lullaby, Take me now, I'm ready to die.
Just Say Goodbye I can feel it slipping away- the love we once shared. Maybe it was just a dream or an illusion to make myself happy Maybe you really hate me- maybe you were just being polite. So much crap- no more all gone Intense emotion faded.... into the abyss. Soul mates, gone. All eyes on me-never end walking slowly away.
*Angel* Show me where everything is hidden When there's no place left to hide Do you feel like life's a one way trip And your only there for the ride When will the pain all go away When can I let free again When will the pain all go away When can I truly love again What is it that you are trying to show me Am I missing all the clues An angel who wants to be happy and free But right now is just feeling the blues Can’t I just be happy again No more worries anymore Can’t I just love again Instead of always shutting the door Let the angel spread her wings And soar through life free Without letting her worry About where the end may be This angel is going to love again Something she thought she’d never do There is nothing that this angel won’t do Just to always be in love with you Danyon L. Youngs 2-11-02
Feeling insecure, are we? we stay within the confines of our bodies and the concrete; we communicate with simple greetings while we hurry on to more important things ...classes, appointments, critical meetings... Hello there. (do you see my face?) (don’t be alarmed dear, it isn’t really mine, this is only stage make-up... and I put it on sometimes, when I want to hide or pretend to be anyone but me... You understand, don’t you?) Hello there. (do you hear my words?) (I fancy them passionate purple and red, but you disagree claiming they’re deceitful green. and when they float from my mouth dear, you’ll find they buzz around your ear, until they decide it is safe to crawl in. next, the decision is your's alone will you chew on them for the time being savoring what they have to offer, will you find them true and better than all that saccharin shit you’ve been eating up till now? will you be finicky, as you usually are, will you go in unwillingly, and find they are rotten will you spit them on the sidewalk and run quickly away? will you mold my words... like jell-o...or play-doh ...or kids with mashed potatoes... and then, when your new sculpture is complete ...a masterpiece in its own right... will you hand it back to me ...well, by then, it's not the same ...words switched, meaning’s changed) Hello there. (do you see me stroll away? ...and I seem confident inside these confines... it’s as though self and sidewalk have no effect on me)
Third Strike So I ran around in the dark (a mistake) With blind eyes, and a blind mind (a choice) I've ran out of words (a crime) Let me end this now (so I can die) I've broken down (ran out of time) Ruined everything again (my life) Why can't I go? Why can't I go? CHORUS: Blistering fire tears my insides To a crisp, I find myself go blind Help me now, I need your kiss so bad Look, now I've succumbed to be sad Tear drops burn my wounds I always figured I'd end up last, I'd lose And this time I'll be smart Won't be misled, won't be brought down Walk my way over the snow covered hills Find a life that suites me well So long, we'll meet again sometime before hell CHORUS x 2 REPEAT 1 with parentheses first CHORUS x 1
Dedicated to You I don't like to be sad too much joy life too short But now there are so many reasons death tears love Hidden behind my veil my veil of joy but the inside is an ocean Emotions pooled began as a puddle and grew and grew and grew Overflowing I wish for a drought no more rain drip...drop But you... you see this ocean you swim in it Joy. Lightening the burden drying up the ocean making me Happy. So-Be Merry, it's Christmas ^_^
A Suicide Bombing An unimaginably loud explosion, Is followed by broken glass, And the screams of women and children, Who are caught up in the blast. They are caught up in a conflict, It is catching up with all their lives, It hasn’t asked for what it’s taken, And it won’t apologise. The people open their eyes, Or at least all those who can, They don’t want to see the damage, Dealt by the bombers hand. They survey all the bleeding, They hear the cries of pain, They struggle to comprehend this, And they start to feel the strain. A half a dozen are dead, Fathers, mothers and sons, And no one can answer the question: In all this loss, just who has won? What would drive a person To board a bus with this in his head? The survivors don’t know the reason, Anyone who does is probably dead.
My Everything (personal) My tears of pain could not have justified my love for you. What else am I supose to do? All I can do is sit here and cry. Write down my thoughts, expressing all my feelings. I wish I didn't have to though..... I wish I could just shut it all out. Block out everything, turn my heart cold, black. Nothing in there. Completly empty; like a bottomless pit. Everything empty; but now..... I have to deal with this. How? I don't know. It ponders through my mind all the time. Should I? Shouldn't I? Knowing me, my decision will be bad. That's always the outcome..... no matter what. I can feel my heart beating faster everytime I think about it. Faster, faster, and faster! I just want it all to stop. GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GO AWAY! I don't want you here anymore! You took over my mind. I can't block you out. Why? That's my question..... Why do you have this great power over me? Why does it exsist? Can't it just disapear? No..... that will never happen. It's impossibile. I can't explain it; it's just too confusing to. Can't you see what you are doing to me? It hurts too much babe..... You have caused me all this pain and torture. It's all too much to bear. I'm losing control over my life. You control me now; not me. You are my keeper, my owner, my lover: "I wish." How long is this going to go on? Weeks? Months? Years? No, I know the answer..... forever. I will always be yours. You will always have the power over me; for always and forever. Even in death, I will belong to you. You are my everything. Nobody can take that away from me. I wish you would open your sparkling eyes and realize..... realize my love; love for you. You always push it away. Whenever I try to be there for you, you block me out. Making your heart cold, black. Completly empty. You know I will always be there for you. All I want to do is see you happy. When you smile, it makes me smile as well. Just one look at you, and my heart fills with joy. I feel the butterflies in my stomach; head pounding, heart aching, all for you. I know time helps ease the pain, but not for me. I gave way too much fucking time. All that time..... and for what? YOU! It wasn't even worth it, you didn't seem to care. Now I can never have that time back. So I sit here alone. In the dark. With the thoughts of you running through my mind. It hurts too much. This pain is not what I want. I wish the pain could be over, but it's not. I don't think it ever will be. So what do I do from here? Honestly, I don't really know. I wish you would come up to me and say, "I love you." "I love you too hunni." I wish to be free. Free from your world, and everything in it. I don't think I could do that though. So the days grow longer, nights grow shorter; while this pain runs through my body. Why can't I move on? Why can't I just say, "Fuck you!" because you mean so much to me. I care too much for you. I wish it all could be over. I can't go on like this anymore. So for now, I'll see what the future holds. David, You know you will always be in my heart; no matter what happens. You were my first love. Noone can take that away. You are my everything. *Dedicated to DBH
Why I Do It Some things we do and we wonder why We wish we could say why we did it If you think about it you already know You just don't want to admit it You climb so high and wish to come down When you're down you wish you were up The worst feeling you could imagine Wait till your down and you want back up Pray to forget your life one more minute It's all you need to get through the day Kill yourself inside when you think Wanting to be there all day You're there and you wonder why Why is this what you want You're down and it kills you inside And you realize it's all you want Let me forget you, let me forget everything I know its killing me, everything is I hurt myself one way or the other Right now, it doesn't matter what it is
The Great White Wish (The Word Of Jesus): "God is a murderer" I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures, I'd only love you for you're buried treasures. I can see death when we are all feel so high, I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon, I feel like I only hate you on a full moon. I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you, You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew. (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. (Bridge) This is what I do, Something inside of you. This is what I feel, It's okay to kill. This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought.
Pressed Were you thinking of me today Am i ever what your thinking to say Do you ever wonder about where i go Ever wish you were there with me though? I wonder where you are right now Am i all alone somehow No trust in myself Not looking for help Just wondering about all the things that were said Did you mean what you said in my bed Sorry for putting you there All i wanted to do was care Now you are lost and ive gone missing Was it in my mind you and i were kissing What have i done did i do it again Did i fuck it all up to lose another friend Now can i stop trying Cause in this house im dying They give me shit day in day out All they ever fucking do is shout Im trying to forgive myself for what ive done These bruises and cuts have just begun They settled me down pressed the pain within Pressed in so deep it broke through the skin Oh how it burns blood mixed with tears Of all the pain i held through the years Im cold weak and lonely Im not waiting for you to start actin phony Here we go i take my last breath Wonder what theyll say now that i left...
I..i jus..iuno i dont know anymore wasn't this suppose to be home? parents and their kids have issues from yelling to hitting to leaving to drugs well thats my life always yelling, being hit, always leaving, on drugs to much its not going to change my life isn't worth much anymore it never was actually... i told my dad he's a fucking prick his reaction... he threw a glass ashtray at me thats ok though; being on all sorts of pills no pain what so ever my dad will get it back all the stuff he's put me through his time will come i will not say though it will just happen for now im packing up and going home once again but it wont change much just wont have to put up with dad everything else will be the same
Where would i be without you two... you guys bring me happiness everyday when i see you at school or when we're walking home when i need to cry on someones shoulder you guys are the ones i would go to and ones that would actually care we have the best of times together i remember the joke we shared months ago the insides we have from everyday when I'm mad at someone else i go to talk to you guys u can feel my anger and pain where would i be without you two... dedicated- Casey D.(Gertrude) and Elaina H. I dont know what i would do without you two. You guys complete me i SO many ways. I love you guys and i always will!!!
Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.
Fading a few unwanted words meant more then pain itself we were falling all together thought talking might help i guess i was wrong it only made it worst the tears finally came and we both just burst a couple days that were unbearable thought - how could i go on those few hours we hadn't spoke seemed like way to long just when i thought we were over that we'd finally reached the end we both thought it over and we still were best of friends you promised no more fading i promised to put you as one but as a week or two went past the hiding from each other again begun you don't tell me anything all i ever hear are those three words as though everything will be okay as long as they are heard i don't tell you either fear it won't be kept safe that something else will begin and all the love will turn to hate i want to know whats wrong just tell me and prove yourself true and i promise if there's anything i need i will always turn to you no more hiding anything no more creating pain always there for each other to keep each other sane always will i love you i never want to see you fade just as long as you promise never to throw what we have away not over some guy or something you think is love because together thats what we have thats what our friendships' of you were the one who was there before the greatest friend in the world i love you always and forever always ~ your baby girl ~*)()(baby girl)()(*~
The Great White Wish (The Word Of Jesus): "God is a murderer" I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures, I'd only love you for you're buried treasures. I can see death when we are all feel so high, I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon, I feel like I only hate you on a full moon. I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you, You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew. (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. (Bridge) This is what I do, Something inside of you. This is what I feel, It's okay to kill. This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought.
Left Untouched Not talking is tearing me apart your friendship held such a special part of my heart Everything was going alright that was until the other night Maybe it never should have be spoken of Just left in the dark as a hidden love Being more than friends could make this end A helping hand you will not lend Your feelings are so unclear to me Others have said but i will let it be All i want is to hear it from you Set me straight and tell me true
Cold Moon blue seclusion illuminating the midnight forest every breath sending a cloud of cold crystals it is all the best looking at the cold blue moon wondering..... Will I die soon? Is this the last thing of beauty I see? And something tells me no To keep living my life Because.... There is another full moon Around the corner
Left Untouched Not talking is tearing me apart your friendship held such a special part of my heart Everything was going alright that was until the other night Maybe it never should have be spoken of Just left in the dark as a hidden love Being more than friends could make this end A helping hand you will not lend Your feelings are so unclear to me Others have said but i will let it be All i want is to hear it from you Set me straight and tell me true
Tangerine Reflection Exoskeletal waste peeled off in sickening stretches of torn bone marrow ripping. T O S aside as S rubbish. E D Rummage through file cabinets of trials,habits,love and all the other trivial things we can't breath without. Sticky soul penetrated by a roaming finger. Lingering aftertaste. Smash the case and open up my mind or don't. Who cares either way? Pulp sculpted into a car wreck victim's heart,beating in a soggy pile. Terrains of orange like the straining morning trying to invade the horizon again. Adjust the tint knob. Life is green. And always moreso on the other side of discovery. Rubbery shrapnel. Apples to oranges is the equation of my existence. Armor annihilated and discarded. Amour,why?These flakes span our parted ways my melting dove.
Why am I still waiting? I sit on my bed staring at the clock, Where are you? It then strikes half past two, when will you call? three o'clock and you still haven't called, Why am I still waiting? I've sat here since one pm or earlier, I'm sick of these games you play. Tampering with my trust in you and making me feel not wanted, I'm done with this. But if I'm sick of all this then why do I stick around? I love you. You finally call at pm and I'm ready to let you go, But I want to know where you were. So where were you while I waited around for you? You then say you just forgot. I think about it all while I listen to Numb by Linkin Park Which reminds me a little of us. A month passes and I hear from you yet again, You want my heart to belong to you once more. Stupid me let's myself fall back in love with you I know it won't last forever. I now feel for someone other than you and it is not fair. So I say goodbye once again. A couple weeks later, all I think about is you, Please let me try one more time. That is all I ask, Just one date.
Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.
Just Say Goodbye I can feel it slipping away- the love we once shared. Maybe it was just a dream or an illusion to make myself happy Maybe you really hate me- maybe you were just being polite. So much crap- no more all gone Intense emotion faded.... into the abyss. Soul mates, gone. All eyes on me-never end walking slowly away.
I am I am a poet writing of my pain I am a girl living a life of shame I am he one who you made insane I am a person wanting to know more I am the one who you showed the door I am the one who you will never know I am the one who'll let you go Because i am the one who will end the show
In death Floating along the wisp of life. Feeling lost in heavens great strife. My love is finally broken in shards. The hatred that begins with you ends With news of angst from stars and bars. I read your palms time after time. None of it can make any sense. Joking and poking with a mime. Often you gave in to your tense Meaning when Venus was Aline with mars. Getting no where with this simple song. My anger is burnt up with your desire. The angel in black has burned with fire. Laughing with its evil, grinning bong. My shroud is grass, the coffin is now.
Message Upon a mailbox I did stumble And all that I wished Was to leave a message Perfect, like they were. This is what I left: I want to leave a message Something Beautiful And touching Yet witty And humorous Intelligent But not pretentious... I guess this will work I love you. That is all.
Leather Lace i once saw a face, it was so beautiful, it began to drown my soul, quicker as she stood in leather lace, and time began to unfold, I could hear the melody starting to pull, so i grasped her mystical flow, towards the heart, which began to beat, did not know her, nor knew where to start, when or how could we meet, deep started to call on deep, and in my heart and soul began for her to weep, i need an explanation, for such a moment, but as soon as i was told, i found out she was heaven sent! I can't understand the concept, emotions in a rage, but why writing tears on this last page, she may not understand and she may not care, but truly she is more than the crystal clear, morning of fog and light, truly god sent beauty to my sight, for this is the day i met grace, and yes she stood in leather lace!
The Great White Wish (The Word Of Jesus): "God is a murderer" I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures, I'd only love you for you're buried treasures. I can see death when we are all feel so high, I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon, I feel like I only hate you on a full moon. I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you, You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew. (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. (Bridge) This is what I do, Something inside of you. This is what I feel, It's okay to kill. This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought.
There and back It was the ride of a lifetime That turned around so much Here off to leave the place we slept To fight the world and such We left everything but the sky In our hearts it stayed tight By love it stood alone that time To us it only felt right The tire blew up before some time The distance fell short that day Under the stars’ night we thought that We had not picked a way Together we ran forever to stay And to be with each other Every city had a small town All towns looked like another The road kept us bumping around Holding on for our love The way got rough and hard and tough Hardly with heads above The road came to a stopping point Waiting for life to live Our place is here the time is now To stop running from time
If you could if you could read some ones mind do you every wounder what you'll find maybe a mind full of hopes an wonderful dreams or of thoughts of death an an not so good things would you use it to your advantage to make people see the damage or the warmness of there heart an not the darkness in every part if you could read my mine do you wounder what you would find wrote between the lines??
Free or Not? Shackles of a broken love, loosen and drop from my soul Give me the freedom I've yearned for to fully make me whole Allow me to search within myself with the ability to find A love that doesn't hurt my heart nor destroy my mind I want to be free, just me, myself and I I want to be free, and let not time pass me by For so long I have accepted a cloudiness in my space No more shall endure such pain, for this I shall erase The time has come for me to make a new change in my life Questions and answers being sought, appears before my eyes I want to be free, just me, myself and I I want to be free, and live a joyful peaceful life. I choose to embrace peace and happiness within my inner soul Thanking you for strengthening me and loosening up this hold Sometimes it may take time for a broken love to heal But, only if I keep the faith, will a true love be revealed It's being free to love me, to love myself and I Time to me is of the essence and it will not pass me by
Where would i be without you two... you guys bring me happiness everyday when i see you at school or when we're walking home when i need to cry on someones shoulder you guys are the ones i would go to and ones that would actually care we have the best of times together i remember the joke we shared months ago the insides we have from everyday when I'm mad at someone else i go to talk to you guys u can feel my anger and pain where would i be without you two... dedicated- Casey D.(Gertrude) and Elaina H. I dont know what i would do without you two. You guys complete me i SO many ways. I love you guys and i always will!!!
Message Upon a mailbox I did stumble And all that I wished Was to leave a message Perfect, like they were. This is what I left: I want to leave a message Something Beautiful And touching Yet witty And humorous Intelligent But not pretentious... I guess this will work I love you. That is all.
Left Untouched Not talking is tearing me apart your friendship held such a special part of my heart Everything was going alright that was until the other night Maybe it never should have be spoken of Just left in the dark as a hidden love Being more than friends could make this end A helping hand you will not lend Your feelings are so unclear to me Others have said but i will let it be All i want is to hear it from you Set me straight and tell me true
Im sorry im sorry for being me i wish i had some other life not being who i am if i could i would i would change everything the drugs and cutting the fights and drinking all that hurts you seeing me all you see in me is drugs thats who runs my life i have no say in it because its true i'll get help when i think its time i'll do it for you i'll do it for my baby
Vulnerable I feel so insecure, But confident and so sure, Knowing that you love me,but also realizing, That with one word you could break my heart, And with one movement you could shatter my soul, And with one thought you could destroy my dreams, I've never felt this way before, Don't know if its healthy, Or rotten to the core, All I know is that as Abby would say, "Your the key on my key-chain, and the rose on my bush," So please don't kick down the door, Or let the flowers wilt to the floor, because I Love You more than you could ever know, And I never want to let you go.
Motivator You are my motivation to wake up My motivation to breath My motivation to life Motivation to see When our eyes meet I know its fate You are my love, life, my soul mate You flow through me like waves at the beach I hope you are never out of reach You are behind this pen writing beautiful rhymes You are worthy of all of my time This last line is true My heart is and always belongs to you
Im sorry im sorry for being me i wish i had some other life not being who i am if i could i would i would change everything the drugs and cutting the fights and drinking all that hurts you seeing me all you see in me is drugs thats who runs my life i have no say in it because its true i'll get help when i think its time i'll do it for you i'll do it for my baby
Confusing Confusion So many choices, don't know where to go North; South; East; West, being pulled in all directions Work or study can not decide love and hate, to live or die cross or stay, come or go confusing the paths , but down which road? Left or right, up and down sing a song or smile or frown speak of feelings, keep them inside embrace death or coward and hide show my face or wear the mask eat the food or the trash so many choices without a clue of the decisions I'm to do. stay with you, come or go wait beside, behind or below questions problems which to solve the fun, cruel, maybe non at all so many choices, going insane or already was, ahh! the pain so many choices, what to do i do not know, I HAVE NOT A CLUE!!!!!!
How To Create a Diversion How to create a diversion I lost and was amazed Of how you tricked my foolish heart. Deceit and then betrayal You kissed and left me, in the dark. But did you know, precocious thief, That truth may alter you For the wisdom of choice Goes far too deep Than clever words untrue. The quest you took, my dear defeat, Will question in the end How vain a soul must Pain repeat And on its bliss depend. I laughed and walked among Your precious lanes with fiery sparks, But I felt it all along- You’d kiss and leave me, in the dark.
I am I am a poet writing of my pain I am a girl living a life of shame I am he one who you made insane I am a person wanting to know more I am the one who you showed the door I am the one who you will never know I am the one who'll let you go Because i am the one who will end the show
How To Create a Diversion How to create a diversion I lost and was amazed Of how you tricked my foolish heart. Deceit and then betrayal You kissed and left me, in the dark. But did you know, precocious thief, That truth may alter you For the wisdom of choice Goes far too deep Than clever words untrue. The quest you took, my dear defeat, Will question in the end How vain a soul must Pain repeat And on its bliss depend. I laughed and walked among Your precious lanes with fiery sparks, But I felt it all along- You’d kiss and leave me, in the dark.
Third Strike So I ran around in the dark (a mistake) With blind eyes, and a blind mind (a choice) I've ran out of words (a crime) Let me end this now (so I can die) I've broken down (ran out of time) Ruined everything again (my life) Why can't I go? Why can't I go? CHORUS: Blistering fire tears my insides To a crisp, I find myself go blind Help me now, I need your kiss so bad Look, now I've succumbed to be sad Tear drops burn my wounds I always figured I'd end up last, I'd lose And this time I'll be smart Won't be misled, won't be brought down Walk my way over the snow covered hills Find a life that suites me well So long, we'll meet again sometime before hell CHORUS x 2 REPEAT 1 with parentheses first CHORUS x 1
Tangerine Reflection Exoskeletal waste peeled off in sickening stretches of torn bone marrow ripping. T O S aside as S rubbish. E D Rummage through file cabinets of trials,habits,love and all the other trivial things we can't breath without. Sticky soul penetrated by a roaming finger. Lingering aftertaste. Smash the case and open up my mind or don't. Who cares either way? Pulp sculpted into a car wreck victim's heart,beating in a soggy pile. Terrains of orange like the straining morning trying to invade the horizon again. Adjust the tint knob. Life is green. And always moreso on the other side of discovery. Rubbery shrapnel. Apples to oranges is the equation of my existence. Armor annihilated and discarded. Amour,why?These flakes span our parted ways my melting dove.
Open me Open me like a book, read my introductory, read my words carefully and not guess on what i mean. Turn my pages slowly, let my words flow out into your mind slowly. Take in my words, think about them. Don't automatically think that i make no sense, take the time to sit down rewind the time u opened me up and took a look at my pages, read what i have inside, its quite a ride. Think about me when you tell someone how u feel, let them know whats real. Don't let them steal your heart, keep it on a short leash, and wait to release at the right moment on the right person. If your not carefully u could lose you mind finding your lost heart in the dark. People will put you through a lot. Read my words carefully, let them flow into your mind. Lovers may cause you pain,but its only rain, the storm will never hit dry land, just keep it in the distance. Read me like a book, take a deeper look.
Why I Do It Some things we do and we wonder why We wish we could say why we did it If you think about it you already know You just don't want to admit it You climb so high and wish to come down When you're down you wish you were up The worst feeling you could imagine Wait till your down and you want back up Pray to forget your life one more minute It's all you need to get through the day Kill yourself inside when you think Wanting to be there all day You're there and you wonder why Why is this what you want You're down and it kills you inside And you realize it's all you want Let me forget you, let me forget everything I know its killing me, everything is I hurt myself one way or the other Right now, it doesn't matter what it is
Misery Glistening streams silently fall, Upon broken shards of suffering. The glass shards pierce my fragile mind, And blood drips down my quavering hands. My cries are so silent but shrill, Yet no one detects my misery. I beg and plead for someone’s help, But they all ignore my eerie sobs. Nothing but the rain touches me; It can only wash the blood away; I will always feel this damned pain. But I will mask it with some façade. Don’t worry about me right now, These tears will dry and I’ll be okay. It’s just another mental fight, And it will all end soon enough.
Dedicated to You I don't like to be sad too much joy life too short But now there are so many reasons death tears love Hidden behind my veil my veil of joy but the inside is an ocean Emotions pooled began as a puddle and grew and grew and grew Overflowing I wish for a drought no more rain drip...drop But you... you see this ocean you swim in it Joy. Lightening the burden drying up the ocean making me Happy. So-Be Merry, it's Christmas ^_^
Homosexual Adoption Its not really a poem...but a issue i wanted to write and talk about so...ya'll let me know what you think. Grammer and other spellings might be a little off.... Imagine if you can, yourself sitting there waiting in a foster home waiting for someone to adopt you… You’ve hoped and dreamed of getting out of that place all your life. The one chance you get, he or she turns out to be homosexual, and so your dreams are shattered of having the life you’ve always wanted. Who says that homosexuals can’t raise children to be the best they can be. Most people have the same in the home, specially in the State of Texas, in that I mean, there is either a father raising their kid(s) by himself, and a mother raising her kid(s) by herself. Many studies have proven that,studies done do to demonstrate that children raised in a homosexual home are no more likely to be homosexual than a child raised in a heterosexual home. “ –by Andy A child turning homosexual has no barring on if their parent is or is not in the same sex process/relationship, it has to do with the emotional development of each child, in and outside of the home. Comments from kids, who are bisexual, lesbians, and gay all said the same thing “It had nothing to do with my parents, matter fact they are straight, and would probably flip if they knew I was a “homosexual” a friend of mines told me about her conditions of being adopted, and how her mother turned out to be a bisexual. "My mom's my best friend, and her girlfriend and I go shopping as if she’s my age....its so much fun to hang around them. I get the knowledge of being around homosexuals, besides how they act in a group of straight friends, and around people who are gay and lesbians, and even bi.” Many people don’t find a problem with it. Rosie O’Donnell has children who are adopted but it was before she announced herself as being a Lesbian, and once she did she had many problems with try to adopt more children after that. She has the capital and the will and the determination to raise such amount of children, why keep a child away from her? The better off the parent and his or her personality the parent(s)/guardian(s) has of getting that child. Trying to stop one person while granting the right to another person is unfair and unconstitutional. Each person has the right to, Life Liberty and Pursuit of Happiness, and if that means adopting a child then so be it, whether or not they be homosexual, or heterosexual. They still have the right to have a child. You wouldn’t say this person holds these amendments, while these few or so hold these. Its immoral, and again unconstitutional
The Great White Wish (The Word Of Jesus): "God is a murderer" I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures, I'd only love you for you're buried treasures. I can see death when we are all feel so high, I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon, I feel like I only hate you on a full moon. I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you, You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew. (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. (Bridge) This is what I do, Something inside of you. This is what I feel, It's okay to kill. This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought.
Before I know it I do not understand why Why I would be put through so much grief I don't understand why I am feeling this way I know that I've put this all on myself a sense of hopelessness has began to settle in I don't know what is to become of me It's becoming harder to breathe Should I end it all and leave this world prematurely? I don't think I could carry through with that idea My mind tells me to carry on but my soul is tired, the light is dimming My heart beats fast, fear sets in If I go I hope I go quickly I'm yearning to see you again Walk with you in all of your greatness I yearn for your hug, it will rejuvenate my mind, body, and soul Oh how much I want to go and leave this Hell on Earth but I think I should stay here and complete my task For I will be with you before the day turns black And I'll be glad that I chose to stay because there is so much that I want to say
Pressed Were you thinking of me today Am i ever what your thinking to say Do you ever wonder about where i go Ever wish you were there with me though? I wonder where you are right now Am i all alone somehow No trust in myself Not looking for help Just wondering about all the things that were said Did you mean what you said in my bed Sorry for putting you there All i wanted to do was care Now you are lost and ive gone missing Was it in my mind you and i were kissing What have i done did i do it again Did i fuck it all up to lose another friend Now can i stop trying Cause in this house im dying They give me shit day in day out All they ever fucking do is shout Im trying to forgive myself for what ive done These bruises and cuts have just begun They settled me down pressed the pain within Pressed in so deep it broke through the skin Oh how it burns blood mixed with tears Of all the pain i held through the years Im cold weak and lonely Im not waiting for you to start actin phony Here we go i take my last breath Wonder what theyll say now that i left...
Pressed Were you thinking of me today Am i ever what your thinking to say Do you ever wonder about where i go Ever wish you were there with me though? I wonder where you are right now Am i all alone somehow No trust in myself Not looking for help Just wondering about all the things that were said Did you mean what you said in my bed Sorry for putting you there All i wanted to do was care Now you are lost and ive gone missing Was it in my mind you and i were kissing What have i done did i do it again Did i fuck it all up to lose another friend Now can i stop trying Cause in this house im dying They give me shit day in day out All they ever fucking do is shout Im trying to forgive myself for what ive done These bruises and cuts have just begun They settled me down pressed the pain within Pressed in so deep it broke through the skin Oh how it burns blood mixed with tears Of all the pain i held through the years Im cold weak and lonely Im not waiting for you to start actin phony Here we go i take my last breath Wonder what theyll say now that i left...
Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.
15 15 years old and trying to get, How to grow up, Without throwing a fit, My classes are hard, I feel so scared, Having to do homework, chores, and more, But wanting to watch cartoons like I did before, Needing some comfort, While standing up tall, And just praying not to fall, I'm not grown up yet, But sometimes, that I forget, Having to act responsible, Yet feeling so reckless, Confused and worried, Confident and secure, Trying to grow up, Yet trying to be pure.
Sing~a~Song~ of~Sixpence sing a song of sixpence a bottle full of rye four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie. When the pie was opened the birds began to sing; Who put that pastry on, we could'nt see a thing! The King was in the counting house Counting out his money; The Queen was in the parlour, Looking at him kind of funny! The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes; where the king spends his cash, she's the one who knows! ali-p 2003
Never Broken My heart is in your hands. What will you do with it? I give it freely; I've not had it broken before. I may not deserve it, but I hope we end together. We may not make it, but we have to try, right? How could we sacrifice what we have, something so beautiful. These are the things dreams are made of, that which we have, Things sometimes never achieved. We have. You tell me you're mine, if I ever want you. How could you even doubt it? I never have. You say you're independent - so am I. You don't want to be tied down too early. I'll help you fly. You say you don't want to spend eternity without me. What kind of God would do that to us? Not any God of mine. Time wasted on meaningless pastimes, without you. So many things I want you to see, to be with me through. I can't wait for the day I never leave you, together. The day we become one, in God's eyes, forever. Love does not begin to say it all.
