Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Spoiled

How do you make life boring?
no plot.
no character.
no climax.
no conflict.
no resolution and lessons learned.
Just give us everything we want when we want it.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Dying in my Sleep

like nails being hammered through
like the wood under a twisting screw
like breathing through a dented straw
like consuming with a broken buzz saw

Monday, October 12, 2009

regrets

words that
float on worthless air
on nights
bitter, drenched in despair
imprisoning
the mind, in which is screams
regrets
the residue of blind time - wasted!

Friday, August 28, 2009

Being With You Means Being With You

I have to think before I say
because
I don't want you to take it the wrong way

If I told you that I want my own time
you would
look at me like I confessed to a crime

You once left me and went away
and I
missed you day after day

I started to do things on my own
things I
I haven't done since you came home

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

you shouldn't care

I will cut my hair if I want to
You aren't the boss of me
I don't have to please you
being want you want to see

should it not matter what I look like
don't you like my personality
not that i'm cutting it short to spike
i'm in charge of my individuality

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Last Day On Earth

Today, was my last day

my last day at school
now all i hear is nothing
a good kind of silence
to my ears it does sing
to my feet it does dance

my last day at work
I have not become bored too quick
oh my, is it still this hour
i may be becoming sick
of this darkness that does devour

my last days with rules
ho-hum-di-dee
I know they will come soon
of course, and visit me
it's not as if I moved to the moon

my last day to smirk
and now I will be alone
nobody, here but me
as I rot to the bone
nobody, here but me

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Calling on a star

Today you said you loved me
I heard it, i heard you say it
This was something I already knew
of course, you are the type to commit

Thursday, May 7, 2009

do i care?

if you say i can't
i'll just try to prove you wrong
too bad you were right

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

If i could spell appologie

At that moment I wanted to kiss you
but i didn't know what you would do
would you have pushed me away
Did you even want me to stay?

My mistakes like waves
Andrews, callums and Daves
corrosion and erosion
lead to our implosion

and would it not be nice
if a kiss so consise
could have changed everything

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Kyrie Eleison

For what reason?
The purpose, if any
That brings us here
Kyrie Eleison

Is it all intended?
Or is it coincidence,
an accident
Kyrie Eleison

Kyrie Eleison

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Kinda Want to Die

Why! Why, can't I escape these four walls
Which have made a prisoner of me
I am screaming, can you here my calls?
I am dying, but you refuse to see?
Here, where it is always so cold
you forget how to smile or laugh
everything is dead, except the mold
which has grown over your other half
please, we are not here on purpose
this was not of our choice, it is hell
it's not fair but they say we need this
sadistic, as far as I can tell
Thankfully out time is linear
and soon I will never have to see her

Monday, March 9, 2009

life is cunt

I was lead to believe i could do
whatever the hell i wanted
I had been lied to
my goals oh so daunted

why can't things be easy?
why does life have to be such a cunt?

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

The epitome

I'm not good at math
but it's all I do
I sit on my ath
and F(x)=x^2-3x+2

Do I love math?
No, but I have to go
prereq for career path
stuff I have to know

Saturday, February 28, 2009

my unspeakables haikued times three

Don't tell anyone
Inside out my panties were
i'm not retarded
but why should i care
not like anyone could see
the design faced in
if i wanted to
i could turn them inside in
wear them tomorrow

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Things to write

Yesterday I totally had things to say
I held them in throughout the day
waited until the time was right
waited until the sky was night

But never did I get the chance
my mind stopped it's thinking dance
It decided with today- it was done
to sleep I went , at a half to one

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

It's been

Oh what a long time it's been
since I have exposed myself to you
I'm afraid
So I hide

My emotions shall not be seen
of myself i must contrue
why betrayed?
So I died