I may DO THis!!

I?m standing on a cliff, looking down

Where waves hit the rocks, such a quiet sound

Green grass under my feet, soft and beautiful

But the bad wind screams in my ears like a ghoul

Sometimes I wish I could fly away

Pause the game and hop away

That?s what the wind says, drop yourself

Stop playing, hit the waves and you?ll find a quiet place

And suddenly the rage, that I have been hiding

Runs out of me like a lightning

And I scream till I can?t hear the wind

I take a deep breath and jump off the cliff

I?m falling trough the air, getting closer to rocks

Leave your body and let it rot

The wind is still screaming in my ears, it forces me to remember

Family burning in a house, doctor saying I?m mental

I can still smell the smoke and the burning flesh

I remember when I got arrested

I can still see those burnt, twisted faces

This is my chance to get peace, I won?t waste this

I let the water wash my soul clean

The waves are playing my life?s theme

I hit the rocks, and brake my skull

My chains brake down and I?m free to run

And I run, run, run, and let the body crush

Old life, old sins disappear like dust

But the freedom doesn?t last long

The black wind reaches me and in a blink I?m gone.

Matchsticks and Candles (wrote this last night)

I reach for the match
and stroke it
as the candle silently comes alive
The ember burns as I watch
it dance like an
erotic dancer on the pole
She sways and flicks
and burns my cheek
I smile
watching
as the flame dances the
night away
I bathe in its warmth
and bask in its light
When it dies out
I die along too

Empty Hollow

When I’m alone in a quiet room
I feel something beating in my chest
I begin to wonder what it is
For it can’t be my heart
Because you had taken it with you, long ago
When you left
Then I realized, that
It’s just the pain of the memories of you
Reverberating inside of me
A pain so great, it has already claimed me alive
And so I wait…
But for what I don’t know
Because filled within the casket of my chest
Is only your name.
Shall my soul ever seek peace?

M mad..or M sad??

A boy lay on his bed, he was awake and on his guard

His heart was pounding like it was falling apart

He was so terrifyed that his whole body was shakeing

He squeezed his blanket so hard that his hands were acheing

He heard noises from downstairs, punches and yelps

A woman screamed for help and got a beltlash on her face

The he heard when something heavy fell with a crash

And after that he heard his dad's gloating laugh

Empty bottles clinked when they rolled around the floor

His dad had ran out of booze but it's a cold comfort

He was approaching the stairs, muttering and swearing

He was delirious, intoxicated, violent and scary

Now he was coming up the stairs with faltering steps

And the boy was so horrified that he was gasping his breath

The dad slammed the door open and grabbed boy's hair

The boy fought back, screamed and kicked the air

But daddy had a grip of steel and he was too strong

He took the boy in to the bathroom and locked the door

He filled the sink and forced boy's head under the water

He hated his son because the boy was disordered

The boy splashed the water, he cramped and wheezed

The water was bubbling and he wriggled his feet

And then it stopped, the boy wasn't moving anymore

The dad let go and the limp body slid on the floor

Boy's mouth was wide open and his eyes bulged

Daddy puked in to the toilet and then he cursed:

"All I ever wanted was a normal son, not some freak fuck!"

He got up and wanted to find another human being to beat up

He leaned on the wall and stepped on the stairs

He moved step by step and didn't know I was there

And the disgust and nausea filled my head

I grabbed my pencil, I wanted this man dead

So I made him feel dizzy and I made him fall

Down down down till I smashed his big skull

Till his brain tissue bursted 'round the pink walls

Till his body was broken and I'd dislocated his jaw

Now I've got a mirror of him, that's where his deeds lead

There's a paralyzed man with a deformed head

ApoloGy....

Apology, can we define this. the greats goods and bad, why do we hide this.

we make white lies, they turn into black trusts, blacker than the night, people once friends turn around and fight.

Trust is gone, we approached the situation wrong, sweat small things,and large things are in full effect, friendships shatter and families neglect,reject all love, look down not at the sky above.peace will never fly like a dove

........this when I apologize, for all the lies, tears I brought forth to eyes, I just did dint mean it, the good the bad the ugly, did dint see it.

I take this as honest, never would ever let anybody find me self-conscious.

I was just too into the moment, where-as thinking I disowned it, never thought never contemplated, and the mr.good guy attitude faded.

My cups runneth over, this time I wont stop it, the bullshit aroused, in time, but ill never clock it.

I feel too torn apart to knock it. Tears still arent being shed, and diddint lose that part of me, honestly, I rather sulk,squint my eyes and pardon thee

Pale mooN

in the pale moon howls are heard,
in the misty fog, seen are the flapping wings of a bird,
sudden silence, and cold sweeps through ones nerve,
for it is a child we see, born, lonely and small,
this child is we, for no time is given instead of it all,
pain of this new world is of that we feel nothing at all,
yet orders we are given, and most do as told,
we are the same young as we will be the same old,
work you fingers to the bone and duley pay your dues,
what say i,we, wander a different path and ignore there murderous cues?

education by the state is what we're taught,
but what state of mind do they wish we have?
for we think anlong a different line, if we cross shall surely be caught,
never wonder and think to yourself, stay on the righteous path,
beaten, like the tree in all its splendor, cut down in its prime,
"save the rain forrest!" we are taught at school, as we write on paper,
thinking with confinds is much welcomed, outside is for the dogs, a waster,
these places of society births our thoughts,of greatness or of fools?
how many laws should man be under before he can rise?
crazy are we, from ordernece and rules,
but your have a job to do, so pick a career,
but how does one do a job, when all we have learnt is fear?..

death in a distant place, where our kind were never born,
yet we are still there,
fruits and dark gold does that land bear,
but which is thicker?that or the blood of my brother?
a pale moon rears its head, morn your dead as she weeps... our mother

Piece Of Life

Excuse Me??
Warning Warning
Why Do I Keep On Receiving This ***kin Dial Tone
Help Me!!
Its The Morning Morning
Why Does No One On The Outside Answer The Phone
The Blood Can Not Travel Through My Heart Or Veins
Inhaling...Exhaling But My Lungs Are Restrained
It's Been 10 Minutes Since My Body Has Be Obtained
Into The Hands of That Man In The White Cloake, Surrounded By Light
Negelction Terribly Affected My Heart and My Mind
Taught Myself How To Walk Then I Started To Climb
Reached The Top, Standing Reaching For The Stars In The Sky
Shot Down To This Hell Full Of Fire and Smoke, Unknown Piece Of Life
Just Let Me Live Life WithOut ***kin Hypocrites
Just Let Me Live Life WithOut ***kin Hypocrites
Just Let Me Live Life WithOut ***kin Hypocrites
Just Let Me Live My ***kin Life...It Sucks Anyway, Why Add Onto Mine While Adding Onto Yours

are u listening-- i hope u will

Every day with a smile,
im not hiding anything,
ive moved past a lot,
and ive accomplished a ton,
but some things...
just havent changed,
some mistakes...
havent gone away,
maybe it takes more time.

sometimes i wonder if i had a better half,
would they keep me grounded?
keep me from my cycles repeating,
over and over...
but when i go out at night,
all they become is numbers,
all i see them as...
digits, entered in.

sometimes i wonder if i had more things,
would it fix anything?
no, i get more things and i still dont feel quite...
whole.
but no matter, something else is the problem..

maybe i have too much.
maybe the numbers and the quick
easy to forget occurances,
are what i need.
maybe the things,
the random objects i acquire,
a watch, a car, shoes..
are what i need.
maybe the unfulfilled feeling,
is just that I have nothing to hunt.

but i hate when i go to bed at night...
i miss having tons of problems to ponder.
i miss the pain, the anguish,
of being young and stupid.
i miss it all.
the better things get...
the more i wish i could just go back,
to the times i hated.

Unthinkable - But remember that…

Love is open.
Remember that…
Love is devotion, truth in a motion.
Remember that…
But your bottled emotions never threw in the ocean.
Is saying the truth isn’t spoken.
But the things you do isn’t open.
Remember that…
Or shouldn’t be, to me…
Or it should be the least I see, but instead brings out the beast in me.
But you let more than freedom speak.
So remember this…
When December hits and somehow my embers lit.
I won’t run from the terrorist even if they destroyed my every bliss.
I won’t sit and reminisce.
Just remember that.

I’ll build up after feelings are spilled but…
Remember them…
More then you remember me in any memory.
Like do you remember that?
No.

Then I guess we’re all slacking…

So if I don’t pick up, leave a message.
It’s unthinkable but don’t know what’s sick, diseased and stressed with.
Or don’t dig into all the dirt you messed with.
Try to remember…
But before that take note. Love is no one’s scapegoat.
Remember that, and have a brave hold onto the chain of command with a slave’s hope.
Dream big but escapes ghost.
Remember that more then this…
When you’re feeling down, it only puts her on top of the world.
Opened, her top is off, when he’s really on top of your girl.
Remember this…
There’s a lot of cheaters in this game called love.
Remember that.
& stay true to yourself.