been a while...lets see if i still have something in my brain to work with..clears throat.
disabled hand with pen i write
throughout the day, within the night
whether wrong or whether right
i start this " Dear John" letter
the coarser feeling the course is same
the rain from off my window pane
often times screams another's name
and now i must head the call
I've gone much cold from time to time
and each part cast a shade in rhyme
depart from you, i feel sublime
so my ink on paper trails
i hate to leave but then i lie
i laughed so much i start to cry
all thing must change, I've wondered why
but I'll complete my "Dear John" letter.
this is my break up with mediocrity. i wish no longer to be boring. so i will try to write more and draw more.
Originally posted by justjakk
been a while...lets see if i still have something in my brain to work with..clears throat.disabled hand with pen i write
throughout the day, within the night
whether wrong or whether right
i start this " Dear John" letterthe coarser feeling the course is same
the rain from off my window pane
often times screams another's name
and now i must head the callI've gone much cold from time to time
and each part cast a shade in rhyme
depart from you, i feel sublime
so my ink on paper trailsi hate to leave but then i lie
i laughed so much i start to cry
all thing must change, I've wondered why
but I'll complete my "Dear John" letter.this is my break up with mediocrity. i wish no longer to be boring. so i will try to write more and draw more.
fickle, frail, uneven mass
you twist and turn, you never break
unless a object, hard you quake
then you shatter all the same
you never think before you fall
and headlong stumble through the night
and head into an awesome frieght
now you wish you had a map
wish that now to past you go
for things you wish you never gave
and you stare upon the sharpened glaive
within deaths grasps is glimering.
look within the window box
such beauty to share with the world
a lovely presence with price tag laiden
for all to see and wish to want
my gift of which i wish to give
to all for all to enjoy allways
no one wants it, but i still offer
so this female will be my assistant
to dissapeare and make return
on the stage in front of them
they will see the magic in my hands
and then assistants i will have in abundance
can someone save this maiden still
within her prison of porcelin glass
the strings that now hold her motion
she wishes for a retur to life
the spell thats holds her in this wake
must be broken soon not late
to bring her back to which she came
and her kingdom shall return
an unlikely hero and a love opened wide
to soon show the world and make it wonder
how the two made one had ever been apart
and the kingdom will return once full again
happy, jovial man you came
did no one there remember your name
they looked at you a stranger there
and looked at you with their stranger stares
to think these people once you knew
and all the things you used to do
you lost it all nowhere to find
the times the drift throughout your mind
did not the reaper tell you so
that all good things will allways go
and follow faster to quicker times
and become lost in evil bunny rhymes
locked behind this mask of mine
i'm lost in all i used to know
tommorrow i am soon to change
and you may not recognize
this mask i wear is two sides thick
i wear it firm upon my face
another i wear looks not alike
and the colors vary often lot
these masks i wear, their numbers gain
i forget which one i need to wear
to go outside to whom i want
to speak to and to which i see
my masks i'm caught my charade is done
i built it up it crumbles down
i could try again but then is lost
all now can see behind it all
now the biggest mask i wear
no one thinks that it is real
so should i toss it in the closet
or is this mask really me
Originally posted by Lovely Murder
sounds like you wrote that in a doped up stupor. you druggie.
Originally posted by justjakk
nope, drug free is the way to be...just say no. and which poem do you mean?
Good stuff jakk hug
my body broken
a hard rememberance
of what i had
to take whats there
and find nothing
of yesterday
my skin screams
for what it lacks
i slit my throat
for sweet release
or will i not
and wish i had
or will i fall
or will i die
to many questions
my tourment continues
for those who think they know, this isnt a goth-driven poem. i have a very bad cold and it hurts to move.
Originally posted by justjakk
my body broken
a hard rememberance
of what i had
to take whats there
and find nothing
of yesterday
my skin screams
for what it lacks
i slit my throat
for sweet release
or will i not
and wish i had
or will i fall
or will i die
to many questions
my tourment continuesfor those who think they know, this isnt a goth-driven poem. i have a very bad cold and it hurts to move.
stop drop and roll and bouce
and break into a million small
count and add and press and hold
and lose as much as you gain
never get what you wish for
if you do the end will drag on
forever is a passing second
and your life is just a trifle
lather wash rinse repeat
til time a grey hold remain
life and directions within to follow
and change is the only sure thing
i mourn again a day of loss
a love i may never have
her skin of silk kissed by the dew
and hair like firery burt umber
and eyes that light the darkest night
your voice a radiant melody
like angels in mass sonet
brings me much joy to hear
and pain at the leaving
why does your presence make me smile
and your farewell cause me tourment
i would wish for your forever goodbye
just to keep my heart mended longer
for once i get it back together
you come again and to dust i settle
to my knees ive fallen once more
and on my belly i slither
just waiting for another chance
for tourments next visit
Originally posted by justjakk
i mourn again a day of loss
a love i may never have
her skin of silk kissed by the dew
and hair like firery burt umber
and eyes that light the darkest night
your voice a radiant melody
like angels in mass sonet
brings me much joy to hear
and pain at the leaving
why does your presence make me smile
and your farewell cause me tourment
i would wish for your forever goodbye
just to keep my heart mended longer
for once i get it back together
you come again and to dust i settle
to my knees ive fallen once more
and on my belly i slither
just waiting for another chance
for tourments next visit
you tell me of nightmares i wish i had and all i wish for not
and all the dreams that make you happy i wish for long for
but simple is as simple does and simply i have no dreams anon
all that i have is while i wake and they all go onto paper white
i work all day i wish for peace and rest with images so free
but free is for those other people in there facy store and homes
what do i need with make believe outside this world i have
when all i want can be looked at by all who looks and passes by
do i have something to hid or is it all a parade to live by
and when my notes fall i lose all and my white turns into flames
Otherside
i wish i had something to take me away
to a better life a better tommorrow
something that helps me lose my loss
and gains me new again
this i pray while im at rest
that all may hear and all may bless
that when i die you may not cry
but hold my memory still
this i pray i may not stop
i may not float alone
and all who hear may be with me
in that new land beyond
i wish i had a hand to hold
and i wish that hand was near me
i wish for a passer by who thinks im nice
would greet me a tender glance
this i pray while im at rest
that all may hear and all me bless
that when i die you may not cry
but hold my memory still
this i pray i may not stop
i may not float alone
and all who hear may be with me
in that new land beyond
i wish i want another day
one of simple sirenity
and from thos wishes springs a begging
that i often scream at night
this i pray while im at rest
that all may hear and all me bless
that when i die you may not cry
but hold my memory still
this i pray i may not stop
i may not float alone
and all who hear may be with me
in that new land beyond
will you lose yourself to pride
and simply float on by?
or will you hold to what you know
and join the other side