fool still

she left him at the door, he didn't know what he was waiting for .He stood there for awhile then he thought with a smile ,I am again without a friend, then the fool walked away,he had nothing left to say.The game was over ,maybe it was just halftime,he played all his plays,he never scored ,he gave all he could afford,the big buzzer blew,he knew he was through. He thought he did all he could do ,but he never got through, then finally the fool walked away.Maybe again he'll play another day but as always its to soon to say.What did he expect?What did he think?He rambled on then took another drink,damn it all again I balked another friend,when will it all end, never I shall pretend, then forever never again the fool walked away...

Oh the drama the games the insults the names the jabs the blames,life is the same, nothing has changed,did you think it would do you think it could,do you believe it should?Simple questions I never understood.Start over, can't happen,never as yet did,continue on and on and on.But what the hell I was bored cheap shots are all I ever could afford.I'm back in the game at least the rules haven't changed, the old bruises have healed and at last , although, its pain, I again can feel.To feel is to live ,To heal is to forgive, so here we go kids, its back to the showbiz enjoy the show.

power

evil is more powerful than good,I can make you hate me but I can't make you love me...

forgivness

You can not forgive me for hurting you,for leaving you broken ,angry and alone.You may not forgive me for the constant pain that only I can share with you, the aggravation the torment and humiliation that I always put you through.I wasn't always this way,you created, me I'm your little experiment that went wrong.Did you ever enjoy it,was it worth the pleasure?Now to feel the pain that one cannot measure,and how do you explain that I was once your treasure ,but now I am gone...

live

Don't sit and wait,don't stand dumbfounded at the gate ,think and hope wonder and assume,don't retaliate.Your daily life, don't let it dictate.With time there is no rebate,no warranty no prorate.Move about give a shout out!don't be down and out.Drink in the town,you'll never be up if you choose to be down.Have some fun don't let waste be part of the sum.

smoke signals

A buzz, maybe its a buzz i feel.A thought, from afar, shared with me.I hope it is.Who is it,who could it be.A revelation to help change my thoughts ,let me have a look see.Just as I feared,the end is almost here, oops legs vibrating got to go.

why men don't cry

Category: Automotive

When I feel old I get a little mad,When I feel old I get a little sad, sometimes I want to cry ,but I rarely ever do.I don't know why. I guess because I'm a guy,although most of a bottle of Jack will usually take care of that.Then whilst I'm crying I might even admit I love you.Either way its usually a lousy blurred memory,so I guess maybe thats why we seldom cry.We're afraid to go to that crappy place that wrinkles our face ,and we're smart enough ,in this one category, not to go back there to often.So there you go, men don't cry because we are smart.Argue that one ladies...

second chance ,for the third time.

fake

I've come to the conclusion that its all just an illusion,then to add to the confusion along comes you.Well how do you do. I thought I'd seen it all I thought I'd done it all I thought I'd experienced change,A change in taste a change in pace perhaps different paths but now the relapse.I'm back to stutterin nonsensical mutterin where is the slice that was oh so nice ,I thought I've been butterin?Is it gone?Where did I go wrong?I'm back at the beginning,this ain't where I belong.I'm supposed to be in the middle with the end in sight.When did this happen?It just ain't right.But oh what fun to be back where I had begun.So simple so complicated so influential yet underrated.A second chance,perhaps another shot, this time maybe I'll really show em what I got.nah I doubt it its just a dream.I'm sure again it won't be as it seems.It'll all pass by I'll be back where I belong watching time fly...but then again there you are''

d illusion

I've come to the conclusion it was all just an illusion.Those beautiful thoughts of you were never really true.Such passion was all just a result of a chemical reaction.Such A pity such A shame a sad realization a scary revelation I was just another victim of desperation.I may try again,thou with some reservation and limited speculation to find that d illusion at some higher elevation.

despair

Alas I ache,it may finally be more than I can take my will, thou seemingly strong ,may still finally break.I don't feel bad I don't feel great.There are certain feelings one just can not fake.A pain I shall no longer take.I'm feeling weak,my thoughts are simple,I seldom speak.Once there was some hope but now the outlook is bleak.The wall was too high the road was too long it took all my strength, my energy is gone.Despair is a certainty, it won't be long.I didn't do right, I didn't do wrong.

shameless blood

There was blood on the trees,its was dried by the morning breeze.The killer had gone without suspicion.His escape was a poor rendition of a previous murderers guiltless condition.The leaves wilted under the dried blood,the branches broken during the struggle footprints shown in the mud, yet not a word was spoken.It pains me to believe that this battle might have been relieved, had it not been for the notions that were so fantastically conceived.Injustice had been done in that early morning sun,when the killer cut the dead,to add to his fun, and bleed the the smile from their head.

NATURE

The spider catches the bird eats the spider catches the bird eats the spider

ACCEPTANCE

It’s the rhythm of time , it’s the voice of a mime, it’s the hill I cant climb, it’s the beat of no sound ,it’s a clock unwound , it’s the feel around town ,it’s the upfeeling when your down, feeling lost when your found , with your feet on the ground , you stand on the mound and look around, cause to this life you are bound

BLACK DOTS

Black dots point at me.Make me small ,make me tall, set me up for the ultimate fall. Still they point at me, beckoning me calling my name ,not by name, they tickle me ,they stroke me , they tempt me, they choke me, they lure me, they may kill me , they may cure me ,they hold me till I beg for mercy, still I beg for more .More pain, more lust, more shame. Can I go on ,take the pain, risk the loss to obtain the gain ,I will,,I do,, I must ,,I shall ,,I am insane!!!!!

THE SOUL

Still the water flows , still I seem to float , it is warm ,thou it refreshes me and I drink it in, it makes me sparkle in the sun,the moonlight and by the fire.I use no towel .I do not wish to remove it, I cannot save it, one day it may evaporate away , but today still the water flows...

DREAMER

When I was a boy I looked into the sky,I wondered why.I saw the stars and wondered how,I learned some were planets,some were satellites and some were comets.Still I believed I could go to them, but how and when .Then I saw the men on tv go to the moon,I figured I too would go there soon,but how and again when. I figured there must be a way. I was sure that I would get there some day,but how and when.Sure I'm older now and I saw in the sky an amazing star.I figured its not really that far maybe now I can figure out how and simply decide when. But I'm stumped again.Maybe I can get to the moon its the closest thing ,maybe fly to Saturn and dance on her smallest ring.But if I left now at a tremendous speed I probably wouldn't live long enough to hear her sing.Why should I try or wonder why,I know its not probable, surely unlikely,still I wonder,still I try,still I never give up, never cave in until finally I die.

still old brand new slightly used not often enough.
Category: Writing and Poetry

shes likened to that of a bead of precious due,on a broad green leaf sparkling oh so intently in the peaceful morning sunshine,deep in the jungles of my mind...

old poem same shit different decade. Current mood: content Category: Writing and Poetry today we kissed in a dream at last i confessed i love you and you confessed the same It felt so real,when you whispered my name Although I awoke the passionate feeling remained At last I felt so free; for just that moment I was temporarily sane,and burning with glee. -

life some fear death,I seek it,I welcome it into my arms,I give it my charms,It displaces harm.But I am patient I can wait ,death of course ,is our only confirmed fate...

october Category: Writing and Poetry october,i'm not sober,sunny saturdays the clearest of skies ,Living the life The highest of highs.Didn't need poems,I was living poetry. Endless drives and hopeless dreams,My mind flies and my freedom screams.That was then,it won't all happen again.But for SUNNY SATURDAYS in october and a little less sober...

INTERNET REGRET

I have found no one on the friend search ,i guess everyone has passed on ,so many people gone.Off to the great beyond .I'm so lonely here looking around. bloggin,hell just talkin to myself,is all.It was all just a setup for an emotional fall.Inbox outbox,it may as well be a litterbox filled with presciption botox.Maybe I just need detox.Kudo my ass,not even a reader on grass couldn't kudo me .they'd rather just let me be,or let me be free.But life goes on. I guess i'll move along,maybe hum an old song.I'm gone...

lost

Confusion reaction,is this satisfaction?Its so new so different to me.My whole being feels so free.At last happiness is in my grasp,I'll savor it,I'll taste the flavor of it.I'll share it I'll spare it,I'll do as I dare with it.I know it'll soon fade away so I will just revel in it,well just for today.

evolution again

I'm so pathetic,yet I don't regret it.I'm so weak I can barely speak ,I sit ,I wait I wander around, creating crop circles on my rug. I wait a bit ,I create a bit ,I write it down, then I sit. I wait.I'm patient, I still hold on to hope like a tired old rope.It helps me cope while I wait.I wait for a call I wait for a break, still it doesn't come ,but its normal because failure is where I come from.But one day just maybe even if by mistake there will come a call that will start it all,but until, I'll wait I'll wait...

day one its just begun remember its just for fun with rhymes this bad it can only get better..tada