Monday, February 2, 2009

jesters

he stares at me creepingly
with that big grin that scares me
its up to me whether to choose it as glee
or let it threaten the way i see.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Dedication

She's so beaten, battered, and bruised.
This is the something she never got to choose.
Cutting to release the pain, but not to die.
Getting stabbed at but she's not allowed to cry.
Have you seen her eyes so lost in pain?
The trembling fingers that make her insane?
No where to hide and no where to run.

Mommy, Daddy Don't make your child cry.
Mommy, Daddy Please don't hurt me.

Stop all the screaming and yelling.
I can't stand it anymore.
Make my tears stop from falling.
Bury myself alive in this morgue.
This is my life. Leave me alone.

Mommy, Daddy Don't make your child cry.
Mommy, Daddy Please don't hurt me.


Save this child from her enemies.
Take all her nightmares away.
Give her time and space to breathe.
Love her like the daughter you never had,

Mommy, Daddy Don't make your child cry.
Mommy, Daddy Please don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me. Don't hurt me.
Mommy, Daddy this is your dedication.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Abolishment

The world keeps on turning. But the time never stops. Steal my heart that is hurting. Burn the fields that are destroying crops. Drain the salt from the seas and oceans. And supply the land with a gift of fertility. The wise and the dumb. The rich and the poor. Keept he people together, so we can live forever. Ad the cures and fixes. Make this life last longer. Kill the contagious. And mind your business.

Make the tears stop falling. And the eyes swell up. Keep the obese healthy. And the bulmic fat. Ground the overachiever. And let the punished go. Listen tot he words that are flowing all around you. Destroy the sunlight, make the rays disappear. Let us breath hydrogen oxide. Let us go deeper and deeper. Discover the hidden. And let go of the knowledge. Kiss away the pain that bites into the gun. Grant the teachers understanding and forgiveness. Don't be rational. But act upon this moment.

Squeeze the lemon in a cut. Make it so red. You won't feel a thing. I promise all the pain gone. Turn a knife around and round in your skin. No more blood or pus. Your heart beats on. Noise in the ears. But the poundings you can't hear. 'cause the problems are fixed. No more need to worry. Just thank the solutions of poverty. Question the nothing in your curious conscious. Time will pass on. Keep the word quiet. Long last the lifetime of eternity.

Friday, January 16, 2009

IMPERFECTION

Spread the light into your eyes.
Can't you see my shadow?
I'm a beauty trapped inside.
I wish you all would understand,
That I can't change the mirror.

One by one, my flaws will show.
The anger, nice, and shyness flow.
I'm not special in anyway.
and if I am, it's hidden away.
The pain and hurt may never end.
So I may never love again.

Do you understand the way I think?
I'm afraid of myself and of a mon's wink.
I'm so desperate for the life I never had,
But the scared girl inside can't forget the
past or get a new dad.
This life is so hopeless. There's so much guilt.
Why is it like this? Is this the bricks to be built?

CoNfuSIoN

A spiral going around and around.
Going in circles like a merry go around.
Green jello mixed with a mexican burrito.
Raspberry sherbert combined with a chopped tomato.
Sharp spikes that caress the flesh.
Silk, velvet, cotton, wool, nylon, mesh.

Tommy Girl, Echo, Watercool, and Dessert.
Morning dew, burnt rubber, fresh laundry,and Flirt.
The sun is shining, but lightning still strikes.
Bleeding and broken arms, but still no pain when falling off bikes.
So many voices, yelling and screaming.

An argument and fight with no meaning.

The Butterflies Inside

Friends of humor.

Friends of Death.

Laughable joke.

Scissors cut.

Kiss of life.

Burned in content.

A click of being.

A photo sent.

Hold up your head.

End result.

America's Revenge

World peace, Freedom of Speech, The Bill of Rights. The draining discipline of Bodily power and control. We are mind controlled little robots and voodoo dolls. Getting padded down for absolutely no reason.

Is this America's revenge? It better not be.
Is this America's revenge?It better not be.


Burn the Constitution, and the Articles. Bombs away on the White House, terrorists in control. Let our screams ring thru out the liberty bell. Let our apikes and chains be used to destroy Mount Rushmore.

This is America's revenge. What do we have to lose?
This is America's revenge. What do we have to lose?

Don't let em get in the way! This is America. This is our way!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Fire, Life, and Wax

A black candle lit for several years.
A small little flame that never blows out.
Even through all the stong winds.
The fire never goes away.
I has leaped and jumped.
And melted almost all the wax.
But it is still there and bright.
The tiny normal light stays put.
This colorful sun stays a float.
Even though the black storms are constant.
Most of the raindrops have fallen.
But they have collected as a pool in the bottom.
Some days it burns, the less the flame.
When it is bored, the flames lasts on.
Tornadic winds have ripped and stripped this shining gold.
But this orange gem never flies away.
It has twittered and fluttered.
Several times the flame had gone out.
Like a trick candle, it comes back on.
A magical miracle that comes along.
Never has it peaked, not even for a moment.
Tears have fallen because it refuses to reach heaven.
People have tried to kill it, to pull the plug,
As it's refusal occurs, each person walks away diappointed.

Life After Death

Several years ago on a Christman Night, A life died because of me.
That life was hurt in many ways but no one other than myself could see.
The pain it seems will never end, the hurt is here to stay.
The agony within my heart will never go away.
It seems that is impossible for me to make it through.
I was always scared even though,I'll still jump at the word "boo".
Don't attempt to offer me cures because they won't heal the pain.
I will say that the life I lost was lived in too much vain.
It's in all of my memories, even through the cries that come from you.
And in the monthes and years to come, they will help me make it through.
Yesterady I felt the dark despair, today I mourn and cry.
But from the seeds of memory my heart will multiply.
The torment seems to much to bare, the whole world seems insane.
But if their lives reflect through me that life will be just a stain,