Random Bits of Poetry
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
 
in the truest fashion
in the truest sense
in my mind's collection
thoughts become so dense.

underneath the surface
underneath the skin
underneath the boredom
I invite you in.

go away tomorrow
go away today
go away without me
feel but don't display.

reaching for the ceiling
reaching for ground
reaching for the volume
hear voices but no sounds.

Monday, January 14, 2008
 

Happiness is cheap, regardless of the cost

Every ticking moment, is soon forever lost.

In event disaster, dial 911.

In event disaster, you had better run.


Sunday, December 04, 2005
 
Just let flow
those things inside
those things reside
just to be let out.

 
deceptively silent
clammoring inside
wanting to get out
but can't.

Until one comes along
and behold
the deception revealed.

You are alive after all.
Interally aware, you had me fooled.
And what a nice surprise
you had in store for me.

If I had known,
I'd have opened it sooner.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005
 
hungry for some food for thought
but lectures just make my mind rot.
they program me like some robot.
the others don't seem as distraught,
as me...
you see...
don't care...
aware, of the games they play
to make me stay
in line
it's fine
for now, i'll play
along
belong
and pretend I'm just like another one of you.

Monday, October 24, 2005
 
what i want
is for my life to matter.
as another day
slips away, behind me.

did i leave a mark?
did my existance matter?
and on the evening of my last day
was I closer than in the morning?

when my energy
flows back into all
and i am no longer me
my existance ceased
i hope i mattered.
i hope i mattered to you.

Thursday, October 13, 2005
 
I thought i knew
just what i wanted
till I got it
then I thought it
just another disappointed
let down dream.
why are girls so fucking mean?

Go away I
don't need to hear
how you wish you'd
just faced your fears.
Now you want to talk about all
your remorse
please don't suggest intercourse.

Back and forth
and round and round
we go again.
Thought this time
we were going to just be friends.
Stop the ride cuz I want off
it's lost its fun.
You and me are just not right
and now I'm really,
really, really, really done.

Monday, September 26, 2005
 
Live slowly
slow as you can
cuz patience is watchin
not tippin its hand

when the daily routine
makes the memories blend
live your life slowly;
death waits at the end.

When afternoon sun
burns like a curse
and the river turns dry
to quench summer's thirst.

Don't try to fight it
just soak it all in
live your life slowly;
death waits at the end.


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