Monday, December 13, 2010

Out of Ink

Trying to figure out what I was thinking in the first place

I wait for another wanderer to call

My thoughts wander, and boredom creeps in

As I think anything would be better than staring at these 4 walls


Listlessly these words appear as if to taunt me

But only when I’m not standing still

The moment I stop and try to write it all down

Is the moment my creativity is suddenly killed


So I babble, I ramble, but most of all I rant

I wait, I long, I continue to hope it won’t last

It’d be nice if this could mean something, but it can’t

And soon these thoughts today will become part of the past


I’m afraid you’ve heard it all before

You’ve listened to my voice as I played this game

My heartbreak, my angst, and everything in between

You may not have know what it meant, but you kept reading all the same


So without any further ado, a hiatus is in order

The writing will disappear from the eyes of the reader

I’ll discontinue my thoughts, take a break perhaps

And return when the muse in my life is sweeter


A thank you to you all, the few that saw my many

A thank you to all of those who continue to look up

The view from up here is no longer that clear

And with that I will say enough…

Half Asleep, Half Alone

I’m wide-awake and presently speeding

Catch me if you can, it’s what I’m needing

A turn for the worst, without any evidence

I guess this wait just adds to the suspense


I’m wide-awake and presently seeing

That the thought of you is so freeing

But you’re restricted by the powers that be

And I won’t say anything, because I’m me


I’m dozing a bit, but I won’t quit

Not until I can no longer get away with it


I’m wide-awake as sparks abound

I look around, but no one is found

In a matter of days it will all be gone

In a matter of time I might be done


I’m wide-awake, but nobody thinks so

They all keep telling me that I should go

Go here; go there, I don’t think they really care

Just so long as I’m not one more they have to bear


I’m dozing a bit, but I can’t quit

Not until I can no longer get away with it


I’m wide-awake and spewing out nonsense

And I’ll continue at no expense

Seriously stop me or I’ll end up dead

Seriously, find me, or I’ll go out of my head


I’m wide-awake and yet my eyes are closed

They have been for sometime, leaving me exposed

I don’t want to continue without you

Wake me up!! So that I don’t have to


I’m dozing a bit but I can’t quit

Not until I can no longer get away with it

Half asleep; half awake; in an inescapable pit

Longing for your heart to pull me out of it

Friday, December 10, 2010

The End

Cool and collected, he walks on unprotected

With each step he takes, another fire wakes

He looks to his right, as the missiles take flight

He looks to his left, but there’s nothing left


He lights up a smoke and takes in this cruel joke

With wreckage around, there are few to be found

Amidst the commotion, he walks in slow motion

He looks to his left, but there’s nothing left


He enters her sight, as day turns to night

And he walks along, just trying to stay strong

The buildings are falling, she trapped and she’s calling

He looks to his left, but there’s nothing left


For help she yells, as the ash clouds swell

The sky’s raining fire, as he loses desire

The world’s coming to a close, and this he knows

He looks to his left, but there’s nothing left


He ought to be dead, but still there’re thoughts in his head

Wandering aimlessly, he awaits the end patiently

There’s nothing he can say, it’s all fading away

He looks to his left, but there’s nothing left


It’s then that he sees her, in a state of great danger

As he hurries to her support, she offers a retort

“Save yourself. Get free. Don’t worry about me.”

He looks to his left, but there’s nothing left


As the world decays, he kneels beside her and stays

He looks to his right, but there’s nothing in sight

He looks to his left, but there’s nothing left

They lock eyes; they kiss. Nothing left but apoca-lips.

Thursday, December 09, 2010

Stark Raving

I wanted to do this last night, but that was yesterday

And if I had said it then, you wouldn’t have liked what I had to say

Now you tell me to spit it out, that I must be in a stupid funk

But I’ll stop being so daft, if you stop being a f—ing punk

It’s time you looked around and gave your life a start

Instead of acting like you’re different by playing a different part

You’re not out of your element, but I wish you were out of mine

And if you could just shut your f—ing mouth, I think we’d be fine

But you have to twist the knife; you have to go that extra mile

And I’d be okay with all of it, if you didn’t wear that damn smile

So keep listening to my radio while I tune you out of my head

I’m not passing out; I’d just rather go to bed

It’s a matter of respect, which you clearly don’t seem to have for me

And when I look at you, I can’t understand what he sees

There’s definitely something there though, but that’s not for me to say

I won’t comment on what ought to be, but on how you ought to go away

Seriously, you irritate me, and the sad part is you think it’s comical

But don’t worry about alienating one; you’ve still got them all

So I’ll slink off like a mau5, because I’m as tired as the dead

But the truth is I’m avoiding you, because of what you said

Prepare to be immortalized, in a stanza that no one will see

Least of all you, but that’s all right with me

I won’t listen to your jaunts; I will no longer be affected

It’s not my fault that those mushrooms got your personality infected

You can talk to the rest of them; you can eat, drink, and be merry

But you won’t hear a word from me; this conversation I cannot carry

I, (insert name here), swear to be of sound body and mind

No drop of intoxication in my present self will you find

And I (name above), hold to all I’ve said above

And I (name above), will leave you, with no loss of love


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