Saturday, August 21, 2010

Car Ride

Heavy dew
On the car's windows
Make light fall softly
Upon your face,
My cheek is cold and clammy,
Against your warm arm,
As I lay in the
Passenger seat,
Looking upon your face
With amazement that
Grasps my heart's strings
With cylindrical force,

The warm weather
Suits our mood
Even as sweat
Collects on our brows,
Smiles won't leave our
Brimming cheeks,
I love you
I love you
I love you,
And the way you fight with me
About silly things
While laughing all the way
To where I don't belong,

Turn around and look at me,
See your heart
Sewn on my sleeve,
You must love me.

What a Pretty Time

How beautiful it is
When the rain falls
Atop my hair,
I care to dance
In the fruity summer air
Where all is peaceful

Beats of rain
Catch my feet
Like a leprechaun's pot of gold,
They can't stop moving
To the music,
I can hear all the
Wonderfulness of life,
I can see all its wonders
Fall down my face
In steaks of
Purple light,
Beauty sees its match
In the heart of the soul
Where purpleness
Shines exquisitely through,
It's light glistening off each
Rain drop.

Fizzles of Gray

On my way
To the colour purple,
I fell off the boat
Into fizzles of gray,
What a great way
To brighten up my day,
There's nothing like
Fizzles of gray.

A Damned Soul

Sunk below the
Center of the
Earth's crust-
A soul remains,
Trapped for eternity
Within the walls
Of humanity's
Damnation,
The only way
The soul can be saved
Is for it to
Love itself-
Impossible since
It is full of
Such darkness-

The soul is damned.

Cast Away

Blessed being
Full of corruption,
Erupting insides
Burst into the world,
Weeping of the
Emptiness that embodies it-
No more of this earth,
This disgraceful land,
I am dead to you.

Another Life Taken By Free Will

What is your name
Sad child in the corner?
Your tears are heavy
And face so dark,
What ever is the matter,
Is something wrong?
Your eyes are like
Empty wells,
Please talk,
Maybe I can help
Keep your cold
Body warm,
Don't mind the blood,
It will be o.k.,
I will comfort you
Toward Heaven's way.

Please, Mr. Bubble Bee

Grow like a bubble bee,
Your stinger so long and shiny,
Glows like a dagger
Carried by the three musketeers,
How wonderfully you
Fight against the world,
Show me your moves,
Practice with me,
Use my chest as a dartboard-
You score the highest
If you pierce me
In the heart.

Dreams are Better than Reality

Oh green eyes
Look on with
Envy upon the
World for
They actually
Know how to
Have fun,
While you
Sit in bed
Dreaming
Of the
Adventures
You could have,
But seeing them
In your sleep
Is more
Contusive
Than doing
Anything.

Death Wish

Lay me down
Underneath the swamp water
Where I can drown
Into the dark soul
I have created,
Don't look at me
Like that,
Their eyes judge
Every aspect of my
Imperfect body and mind,
I wish I could drown
In the green muddy waters,
Where alligators reside
And death is slow
Yet wonderful for the
Prey of the swamp.

Where We Play

My skin reeks
Of the little green people
Who live in the grass
Where the waterfall
Falls over the side of the world,
We all go to swim with
The little green people,
They know how to have a good time
And forget the unimportant things
That cloud life's purpose.

The Effect of the World

Every mouth shouts out
From pain and hate,
Dried blood down the
Side of your face
Echos a story of
Fowl lips
From dirty places.

My Bed of Flowers

I wake up
Underneath my mind
In a bed of flowers,
Where I feel
Better than before-
All I smell is
Their perfume,
Forgetting all frowns
That time has bestowed
Upon me,
Knowing happiness is a
Petal away,
I melt into the
Flowers.

Gluttony, Today

Eat, eat, eat,
Gobble,
Hoard,
Stuff,
You gluttonous bastard,
Hate me,
Love me,
I will never like you
For you are a possessive whore
Whom I will never trust
No matter how you lust.

How Depressing

I am so sad
With a painstaking
Feeling of loneliness
Hugging me so tightly
I cannot slip away,
My belljar
Falls over once again,
I am trapped
And there is no escape,
This awful feeling
Pains me so,
My heart literally aches
And my mind wears itself dry,
I am alone,
Unliked,
Nothing will ever change,
I will never change.

Human Butterfly

My soul is slowly decaying,
A crusty layer forms
Over my entire body,
Encasing me in a human cocoon,
It peels and itches
Until blood and pain
Overcome my crusty home,
It was never my choice
To be a butterfly,
But this is the way
I was born,
And I cannot change
No matter how badly
I desire to.

Since I Turned Seventeen

Deprived from all I know
I dwell on the past
And how much I miss it,
How I should have done things,
And what needed to be done differently,
"No regrets,"
I've always said,
However I regret most
Decisions since turning
Seventeen,
Each year I grow more
Reluctant to the
Evil foods and beverages-
They have consumed me
And now I pay as they spit
Their venom out
All over my skin,
Intoxicating my blood with
An ugly fervor,
A sigh I wear for all to see,
Each and every day,
Telling of my evil ways.

He Loves Me Not...

Oh the thrills of a crush
Can send one soaring in the sky
One moment,
And shot to the ground
The next,
You anticipate that
Something must happen
Between you and your crush,
But most of the time
Nothing ever does,
Even though you put yourself
Out there,
Love is such a dangerous
Game to play..
It haunts and tears at the
Soul while
Laughing at the damage
It causes one's life.

My Other Half

Your hand in mine
Makes me forget
All my pain of the day,
I feel safe
Where no one can
Harm me
Because I am with you
And you are with me,
All is hopeful and beautiful
When we are together,
In my mind,
It feels as though
We're floating in an array
Of purple light,
I love you,
Because we are
One
For all time,
No longer separated
Our souls are a peace-
They no longer seek
Their other half.

Staying in Bed

Sleep tight,
Out of sight,
No love
From above,
This is me,
Sadly.

Still as the Morning Dew

Morning dew
Rests softly on
My nose,
Signaling the
Start of a new day,
It stays in place
On the tip of
My motionless nose,
Waiting to
Welcome the
Sunshine;
Day turns to
Night,
The dew has
Evaporated and I
Have not moved,
A pale white corpse
Lays silently on the
Grass,
Still as the
Morning dew.

An Inkling to Leave Town

The window pane is frosted
With dirt and old dust,
Nothing to see
But the side of a house
And a couple trees,
I make up cartoons
In my head to
Entertain thoughts of myself
Involved in the world,
While trucks drive by
Running the gas toward town,
I sit and wonder why
I can't go with them.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Time-a-Waste'n

How late it is becoming
As I wait for life
To finally begin,
Dawn breaks my
Lifeline and
Darkness overcomes
My petty limbs,
For all life
Hath escaped me.

In the Back of My Mind.

I see your
Mind's eye
In the back
Of your hypnotic
Shoulder,
There lies a secret
Only I know,
Where the soul
Hides beneath
Skin and glue.
The certain spot where
I see you.

The Horned Man

The Centaur
Centers it's gaze
Upon my eyes,
It's green
Goggles lock
Me in place,
Knowing not
What to think
I freeze,
Captured by
The stare of
This mythological beast,
At the middle of
The maze,
Softness overcame
The horrid being
And for a moment,
The world
Understood why
Stars align.

Curly Toes

Take me home
To the place
Where lavender
Grows at my
Bedside and the
Pillows are made
Of clouds' humidity.
Love is in the
Air, far in between
Space and time
Themselves,
Where you and I
Stay all our lives
Intertwined bodies,
Molded together
For eternity.