Saturday, November 22, 2003
My feet are freezing yet I'm too busy to warm them Caught up in a frenzy of endless writing All I need do is get my sweat pants And tuck my feet inside them They're about 2 feet away on my bedroom floor Yet still I sit here chilled for many minutes Why am I choosing to get colder When putting on... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 21, 2003
ahhh cigerettes, how I love you so
Oh my lovely, lovely cigerettes How I love you so You relax my fustration when I am stressed As you fill my lungs with smoke You have aided me in getting a bad taste out of my mouth Such as that of hard liquor or coffee What in the world would I do without A pack of cigerettes with me? Sign in to see full entry.
QUESTIONS
Is your reason for being here a good one? Are you sure we want you around? Help me out and think for a second Do you try in any way to improve the world? Do you take time from choosing your Thanksgiving outfit To try to make someone smile? Do you ever take the time to learn a new fact Just to expand... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 18, 2003
SHAME
Why am I afraid to feel Anything but love Why do I need To be held and be touched If you can’t be happy alone You can’t be happy with someone else I’ve heard it all... So why can’t I get out of this hell? I know all my problems I know ways to help them Why do I rather envelop them? Bring them in to... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, November 15, 2003
IN MY ROOM
Green dragon candles, Sour cream and Onion Pringle’s cans The array of odd things you can find in my room... Clothes all over the floor Cat’s all over my bed Pictures on my door And above my bed A carton of cigarettes on my desk A billion coffee mugs as well Writing on my walls Poems scrawled... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 14, 2003
i forget which blogger said it
but i thought this was a cute line... to paraphrase: Writing is like masturbation Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, November 13, 2003
THE DAY’S STRESSERS
I know I only feel this way Because I haven’t been taking my antidepressants I need drugs to get me through each day And the idea drives me nuts Why do I have to be so sad Just because the days are shorter? What causes this disease? The one they call seasonal affective disorder I hate myself. I hate... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
HEART OF ICE
The day is cold Not unlike my heart I do what I’m told As my soul falls apart Separated from the one I love My best friend in the world I can’t help but take it rough When I am without this girl A true companion Friend for life My reckless abandon Has brought only strife And now we have been torn... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, November 10, 2003
A POEM THAT IS HARD TO TITLE
My back seems to be retaliating against me For all of the wrong that I have caused I sit alone, cold, and wondering Where did I go wrong? I was such a good kid, back in the day And somewhere I turned sour Could one moment be the reason for all that will be? Would all be different if I changed one... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 4, 2003
Battleground-- Belvidere
The battle has begun to no good end Why can’t I get the message across? Kim will always only be a friend Fighting over her is their own loss She dated Andrew; she dated Timmy Canfield wishes he had Shane watches the others fighting Over something they’ll never have She doesn’t want to rip them apart... Sign in to see full entry.