Get to the point already& A poem of sorts |
Get to the point already& Love, happiness?Theyre both a sham,Accept it,Embrace it,Know that its true,Because in the end both fail,No matter what we do, Fuck fate,Screw simplicity,The worlds complex...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Mar 2010 01:41:00 GMT |
A journal entry from a few days back.. an inquiry if you'd be so kind |
This is taken straight from my journal, so excuse strange wording or otherwise: Its funny because I hate myself. Others pain bothers some, yet i see it as a point of hilarity, does that seem c...
Posted by on Sun, 31 Jan 2010 22:38:00 GMT |
State of mind |
State of mind Unremarkable&A state of mind, or a state of being?Of this I am most unsure,But be aware thats what I am,And that which Id like most to change. For it is within ourselves that we find t...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Jan 2010 22:08:00 GMT |
first new poem in months, or rather one that im happy with. |
Last Call Put a gun to my head and pull the trigger,But be aware, I swear, Im already dead,See lifes a piece of shit,Nothing turns out right anyway,So roll with it, dont let it slide,Keep on moving...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Jan 2010 22:19:00 GMT |
A reflective moment... |
Have you ever noticed that your not truly depressed until you're sitting alone and realize just how alone you are? Its not like I have much to do in life at this point - I work, sleep, eat, repeat. I ...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Feb 2009 19:46:00 GMT |
What good am I? (poem) |
What good am I?
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What good am I,
If all I ever do is try?
Never succeed or fail,
Jump at the opportunity,
Allow myself to...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 23:02:00 GMT |
The true addiction |
The true addiction
The unforseen consequence,
Desires still burn,
Years may pass -
Still now do I crave,
Still now do I need,
Tis not the needle one longs
Not the high,
No drug compares
It's not the ...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 18:16:00 GMT |
Another poem - The Artist |
The Artist
Lost again in this space we call a mind
No signs, No direction
Wandering within this never ending,
This pointless meaning
Alone we take this path,
That of art,
That of pain
Lost and starve...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 00:53:00 GMT |
dunno - it just is. |
You wonder why -This I know not,Yet it is not of importance,Why we live,This matters not,It is simply howIf you live by caring,In a mainstream lifeA fucked existanceMonotony a friendDrones of the worl...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Apr 2007 21:18:00 GMT |
every time i decide to try (poem) |
every time i decide to try,wake up not wanting to die,moving the world one day at a time,every time i decide to try,then the reality hits,theres no one for me,this time again i can see,alone is all i ...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 13:03:00 GMT |
