crack crack crumble crumble
every time i talk
it turns to a mumble
to hard to say
to hard to stay
to hard to make out
what im trying to say
can you stay for a moment
anc read my last verse
if you hear me
you heard me
in code of morse
makes since or nonsince
it sinceless to try
tears flowing
from eye sockets
when i start to cry
dont point my direction
ejection from me
and i leave at this hour
the hour to be
i try to hide this evil inside
a pleasant demeanour
a kind peaceful smile
but what i hide i cant deni
i may turn on you someday
my friends you have seen it
in the wrath of columbine
in the eyes of terrorized cytizens
a clinic blown away
it came slowly without a sound
they could not hear it
until it engulfed them
it destroyed them
they cant be found
but i pray it never happens
my demeanour to stay true
to my outward appearance
i have held on tight
but my grip is slowly slipping
let me stay like this forever
let it not be found
the evil inside in bondage
let it not escape
cause when it does
all will fear
the time of its entrance
and they will see
inside of me
a wolf in sheeps clothing
I sit to write poetry, i come up with strife.
Couldn't make a rhyme to save my life.
Then turn to the side and see a knife
held my axe-muderer of a ex-wife.
I'm not married, so don't take me wrong.
I see the future. I'll write it in a song.
Till the chorus is full and long.
On Apolo, i should get the gong.
Humorus lyrics for you i write.
Til i give up my plagerous rights.
And stop to turn out the light
so i can howl at the moon at night.
You would say that i'm half-baked.
Cracked from the morn i've waked.
Bad grammar for heaven sake.
My own critisism, i'll take.
Why should i stop and let you leave?
My taylor hasn't himmed my sleive.
I don't know how to spell sleive.
Im being economic, not writing on loose leaf.
So i will say to all boys and girls.
Who really want to save the world.
And have all my evil planns unfurled.
Drop a house on me, make my feet upcurled.
Read all this and be amazed.
Of how a young man so crazed.
Can rhyme alot yet says.
He hasn't rhymed a thing in days.
i am gonna post some more oldie until i get inspired.
it sucks to be a monster. really sucks to live this way
not having someone close enough to be with day by day
you could be my friend, but that would be obsurd
one day when i lose myself you'd be the one i hurt
can i really keep on going, these words i often cry
or jump off of a building just to see if i can fly
if i fall will someone miss me? nah, i truly doubt it
i actually think im the only one who care anythin about it
did i crack you up a little are you feeling kinda sorry
this life will soon be over, so you really neednt worry
cause when you talked it made you seen a little bigger
now im sitting in my closet, about to pull the trigger.
this is not a story of sorrow, eventhough the sorrows great
we all should think real hard befor choosing such a fate
these feelings arent to linger, nor in our hearts abide
this isnt just a poem, its a note of suicide.
When you look into the mirror who is it staring back?
Is it someone whom you want to be or something so abstract
that you push your fist past the reflection there?
As the blood flows down you stop and stare
at the one you hurt. Your hand is broken
and the pain you caused is surely no token.
This pain you caused to that reflection
can cause your sanitys' own rejection.
You're thrust into a pit of despair.
You can't find happiness anywhere.
Then suddenly, it all shines through.
The reflection that you hurt is you.
I watch in awe as December rain curesses your face
like cream flowing over a delicate lace
Your eyes sparkle, a dark night with stars
like a magical galaxy seen from afar
A fragrance of apple-blossoms caress the air
I wake up wishing that I was still there
But I write this poem hoping to remember
once upon a time a rain in December.
This goes out to the hopeless romantics out there
and all the special lovers everywhere
I am a hopeless romantic, a broken soul
searching for the someone to make me whole
a sweet presence to brace my tears
the one person who can calm my fears
To find that person would give me such bliss
and i would live forever in happyness
I long for long beaches with someone beside me
the waves crash the shore from the far off sea
The sand a beautyfull sparkling white
shall add an aura to the night
A wonderful dream I must admit
I am a hopeless romantic.
I wait for nothing and nothing comes and sorrows all i find.
With a foothold on my happiness, now im really in a bind.
The foul stinch of death rolls in and the vultures start to fly.
I take my last breath of fresh air and slowly start to die.
I see a bright light coming in and all who came befor me
who tried to make me into a person they wanted me to be.
They yell out mean obsinities and slander to my face.
I scream for a release from this dreadful gastly place.
I wake up from this nightmare and slowly start to blush.
Reach behind me on the toilet and quickly turn the flush.
Go away bad obsinities and deaths terrible smell.
Go away terrible nothingness that had me in this spell.
I wipe and spray and I have to admit it really does sound silly.
But i'll never again eat a cicken sandwich with side of black hole chili.
Help me when my faith isnt ready to be faithful
help me when my strength isnt ready to be strong
help me when my peace isnt ready to be peaceful
help me when my right isnt ready to be wrong.
Help me with your patience when my patience isnt here
help me with your wisdom when the ansers arent so clear
help me with your presence when im feeling lost and lonely
help me with your spirit cause you are my one and only.