I've decided to be a crappy poet. Better than lurking here, reading and never writing. Fuck my own sense of what's good enough, it's all fair game now. All the stupid thoughts dumb revelations and half-baked ideas. One-liners or rambling detours. I'll try to crank out steaming heaps of semi-poetic shite on the regular. Maybe there will be some seeds of real poetry sprouting from the manure.
No-one's coming this isn't a rescue mission prayers fall on deaf ears you're on your own alone nobody asked for your sacrifice and you're not the martyr don't fool yourself; you're not the good guy here you never were
What you need is not what you want your weakness is not in your solitude grow a fucking spine get the fuck up become self sufficient, self-sustaining, steadfast, have some integrity then trust yourself trust yourself trust yourself.
Twenty years after the war I found in the attic of a small hotel several cans of corned beef. since the cans were dark green, I assumed they had belonged to the German army not that they were going to demand the cans back I opened one the meat was perfect and could be used in a stew. No one wanted to a taste the meat I ended up eating the corned beef over several weeks until I got tired of the bully beef. Today I bought a tin, it tasted good but had less fat than I remembered. I got an email, a friend of...
When my life is dark, you are my flame, you maybe little, but you keep me sane. For life is cruel and murky at best, yet you help me as a friend through a math test. You make me giggle, you make me smile, you make me forget the darkness for a while. So thank you my friend, you sweet sexy thing, because you are my light, my eternal flame. Until the end.
Depression, can engulf you, She will gently stroke your face Convince you youíre unhappy Because you go to an empty home alone everyday
She will tell you,
ďItís your world do what you want do!Ē
Until you lay there at night and realize No oneís thereÖbut you She can make you forget about your job, and about your life, family and kids Depression as a result of loneliness we have all seen how those lives end Depression and loneliness, Can make you take drugs just to get...
Interesting is this new feeling This desire to be gray Not wanting to understand life Wishing my subconscious would just fade way In a world of black and white I couldn't get hurt Decisions were easy either it is or it isn't Yes or no Indecisiveness wasn't allowed Yet in this gray I can lie to myself I can deny my beauty and my self-worth I can draw on a smile and I can pretend I am happy In my own denial bubble I can wrap my arms around him and fake it As I scream out his name I can deny the visions of him doing to me...