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These are poems and short stories or just crazy stuff that i wrote. there will be more added when i feel like typing.

6-28-99

Imagine opening a door and watching a million little red hearts with arms and legs running after you with brooms in their hands only to tackle you and sweep your face off onto the floor. Now the floor is smileing at you. Your wondering where your face went, you look up and notice that you're standing on your eyebrow, And you have no face. For some reason you now have wings, green ones. They don't quite fit your body. The are very large but seem to work because you're having no problem flying around, that is intill some guy try's to swat at you. Your pink and an inch tall and your wondering why you cant breathe at the bottom of the toilet where the man placed your body drowning. Everyting gets dark and you're a superstar. You're glowing. And I can't move my arms or my legs, their pinned to the wood, ouch my head, thorns poking. People are staring at me, praying other men are stabbing me with spears, ahh I still can't move. You see me, im everywhere and I died today, and floating and I did it for you. And what? Omigod its over the light is shinning on you and your puking your eyes, you can see yourself your scared and im their im holding you. And all along it was I. Except now im amazed at you, your beautie, at the image you leave in my mind when im alone. At the feeling I get when im around you. I hold my head high but you still seem to tower above me. In an adverse reality we would rein and royalty would be are heritage. I would sit next to you and smile with pride and we would live in a castle. "Some day when time permits, we will have our castle"

7-6-98

Every body's got something to say but nobodies talking.
I try to hide myself, I guess we've all got a game to play.
I might wonder what your thoughts might be,
or if mine might be the same.
I know I've got a demon, and I wish I could be more like you.
All of us choose differently, and I might float away.
Tonight I've gone a little far afraid you already know,
this will be the last I hurt you its my turn to go!

7-15-98

I thought I knew,
I trusted you,
I opened up my heart.
I gave my all and took a few, all of it for you!
I scream aloud your name at times, my heart absorbs the pain.
My cries are heard but all ignored,
and I've got Drew to blame.
My past is mine, but only once so why?
I'm so confused. To think id turn on you like that?
I cant, I cant hurt you.

11-27-97

The thoughts at hand,
spread through out my whole body.
Enough to hope that what was said would not stop there,
but carry on. Wishing well, it helps me cope.
And maybe daydreams where strong enough.
I wouldn't know, so I hope!
Whatever happens or how I go, it will be my choice,
so I guess its alright!

12-9-96

I realize I'm not you, that's why I'm me.
If I was you or like you I would not be me, I'd be you.
But I don't like you anyhow.
Id rather be me and it works out better that way.
Some how if I was you I would end up trying to be like me,
so I wouldn't be you i would be me,
and I'm not you! And I'm not going to be you.
I'm always going to be me! Whatever I've done,
I've done it that way because that's the way I like it.
Some times I don't think I make sense but I don't care,
cause that's something I do, or don't and that's me and that's
the way I like it!

9-9-96

Alone in my mind I could not find where I was going,
refusing to look so I don't see the symptoms showing.
Forced to live my life behind laws that makes no sense,
but still I pay the price for the crimes at my expense.
And fear of today only brought on by my sorrow,
makes me raise my finger at you all!
F*ck the world!

11-15-98

I hold my head,
as I think aloud, "I want everyone to feel my pain".
Life may happen,
death will wait and pain will guide us there!


 
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