Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Tonight I am damned to my soul
Abondonded beyond belief
I have been betrayed by somebody I know well
Though I know not whom
I if I ever find out
Their punishment shall not be easy

I don't know who to trust

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Third Times A Charm- by: unknown forgotten

I saw you in the parking lot
You were beautiful
I didn't know your name
But we had met twice before
I walked up casually and introduced myself
And I thought that I should let you know
That I don't love anyone anymore

I think we'd get along alright
Once we knew each others names
Went on a few dates and had a few drinks
Everything about you is enthralling
I wish I could give you a kiss
I don't love anyone anymore
Neo-Pilgramage and The Redemption of Mankind- by: unknown forgotten


Fuck you
I hate you
Die
Bastard ass motherfucker
Eat shit
Cunt
Son of a bitch


Are thing I used to say to people like you
But I'm not like that anymore
Now that I'm a Neo-Pilgrim!
I am as prude as they come
Colonizing in urban cities
And bringing our blandness to you
It's the best thing that's ever happened to me
And for you too!


Cut of all your hair little girls!
You will no longer be the little whores that you are
But only if you join us
Chop chop with the penis son!
God doesn't want you desecrating your holy hands
Tattoo this new holy pilgrim scripture
Right on your whipped and lashed asses
It speaks of the Holy Soap
That is mankinds only redemption
It reads:

"Eat the Holy Soap, ya dig?
Chew it up real nice like.
Yeah.
Try not to vomit now,
Choke it down.
Yeah.
Now just wait it out,
And your asshole will blow Holy Soap Bubbles,
For which others shall bathe in."

I urge everyone
All you evil fat producing sacks of shit
Come, join us, eat the Holy Soap
And be cleansed from within

And from the soapy shit sauce of your Neo-Pilgrim sisters and brothers
Don't stay the same living everyday with all those pricks and bitches

Join us in our mission to become the new forefathers of our new country to be
Where jobs and money have no reason to exist
Doesn't it sound great?! Yeah!

Everyday at 1:30pm we devoutly read from our holy book
"The Totally Holy Pilgrimified Words of Stevie 0."
Stevie O. is our new master
His holy book says he is god
And that he will lead We, the Neo-Pilgrims to heaven and beyond
First stop is located in the center of the Earth
And the only way through is by passing through the molten lava rock
Of 3 specific volcanoes, the first 3 Stevie O created
At the beginning of time and the Earth's birth
The next we can not know of
Until we proceed to the afterlife's first home

Come sisters and brothers
You have lost your ways!
Eat the Holy Soap god damnit!
We'll get it inside you somehow!
Be it through your mouth,
or the other end!!

That Evil Man is Your Lover?- by: unknown forgotten

"I almost drove this car into a god damned building
I was about to destroy us all
But I woke up and turned the wheel

You should have seen your ugly face
All crunched up and in shock
From the near death experience we just had in the car

You screamed like an old lady
You're a big baby
We're not dead are we?

God damnit, I already told you
It must have been all that beer I drank
So shut up darling

Get in the car I'm leaving now
You can come with me
Or you can stay here if you'd like ."



Suck it up old dog
The sand and the seaweed is wrapped around toes
Coral reef tearing up flesh
The mountain hills covered in snow
Frostbite forcing skin cells to freeze and burst
Grassy fields that breach the horizon
With occasional patches of stinging nettles
Run faster and you'll soon make it home

Hibernation

I've gone into hiding again.

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Bellisimo- by: unknown forgotten

Soon I'll step onto your territory
Walk all over your lawn
Knock on your door
And come inside

I'll start by pacing the sidewalk across the street
Then stand outside your house
But eventually I'll walk onto your property
And you'll make me dinner inside

I'll sleep in your bed
You'll hold me tight
I'll play your piano late at night
I'll be there the next morning with comforting eyes

Sooner still I'll chase myself off with my own gaurd dogs
I can write the music
But I can never sing the words
I make the best incomplete songs
Some Song- by: unknown forgotten

That blood pouring out of my arm is minor
I'm sure the infection will heal it all
The blow itself was worse then the after affect
Your eyes hurt me even worse

Yet I don't know you
I think I met you once
It's not even that I love you
It's more that I want to know you more

That bruise on my knee will only swell up
It will be painful for days
But between then and now and who knows when
I'll probably not see you soon again

I guess I could make a move
I suppose I could take that chance
But I'm always terrible at that
I'd rather revel in the aftermath


Thursday, September 16, 2004

This Time This Is It- by: unknown forgotten

It seems more and more I stop
And need a moment to collect my thoughts

With the view of the broken glass
And the ciiy that had just crumbled
The rats came crawling
Dying on their own
The defeated defeated
By a disease even they could not withstand

Quaking, the ground rolled like the pacific
One a beautiful summers day
The few of us stood there silently
There was nothing to say

But she said nonetheless:
"The day before today,
My mother was dying.
She had cancer in her brain.
The doctor said she had two months to live.
But she is already gone today."

And at that moment
The sun dropped beneath the rubble
The cloud of ash that coarsed the sky had not yet settled
And another spoke:
"I was wasting my life.
I've lost absolutely nothing.
And it makes it feel even worse."


From a town we rarely visited
From the east, behind our backs
Rose flames miles high
That made love with the sky
It's twisting orange bursts
Caressed the blackening clouds


No one spoke again
Until the sun forced through the black sky
And the world was no longer green and brown
No longer full of beautiful man made synthetic colors
But a harsh dead gray
That our tears beaded upon after they had fallen

I've got stories to tell
I just don't know how to tell them anymore
This has never been successful
Like the boy with no stone to throw
When the wolf comes round 'bout midnight
And gets his arm bitten off at the elbow
Post it notes are piled
Each page a word or phrase
Hundreds and hundreds form a book
Each page never read
Each one containing the final piece
That makes all my stories whole

I'll Never Forget- by: unknown forgotten

It seems more and more
I need to stop
And recollect my thoughts
Think about what just happened
Think about what I've already lost
Weigh all the options
Dig deep into my soul
Find out what I really believe
Realize the times I've been a fool
Rediscover lost loves
Rediscover loves lost

Wander away for a moment
With the option of never coming back.

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

He Was- by: unknown forgotten

Several inches beneath the mud
laid a vile of poison strong enough to kill god
It was grasped in the cold bony dead hand
Of an alchemist who discovered the meaning of life
His son was a bookkeeper at a library downtown
He read all the greatest stories there ever was
But he did not believe what his father was doing was right
So he struck him down cold blooded in the middle of the night
With a golf club he cracked open his old man's skull
Drawing more blood than he knew how to clean up
You think that with all the murder mysteries he had viewed
He would have known how to commit a murder proper and true
He took his fathers notes and hid them in a trunk
Where he buried it in an unknown spot
Some say near where his beloved passed mother does lay
But for his father he dug a hole 10 feet deep by 4 across
And dropped the old dead man standing straight up
The vile of poison still clenched in his fist
His stiff arm extended straight into the air
He lay for 30 dark years untouched
His son the bookkeeper never spoke a word more and never told a soul
He died a gruesome death in a train wreck when he was 64 years old
No tree ever grew where the deceased alchemist rested
Though the dirt turned a disturbing black and omitted a deathly grotesque stench
And this is where I found the carcass of a perfect white messenger dove
Each feather still intact and white as heaven
In it's talons gripped a tiny glass vile
And beneath it's body protruded the empty dead hand of the alchemists that was.





Sunday, September 12, 2004

Blind- by: unknown forgotten

Did you ever consider for a moment
That when he carves your eyes out with his fingernails
That nothing from that point on will ever bring back your sight?
You will be blinded for the rest of your life
Scarred and separated from the rest of the world in a shroud of eternal darkness
His fingers will dig deeply into your flesh and sockets
Tearing and ripping into your throbbing skull
The pain will be unbearable and you will scream wildly
I'm only warning you
But I know you'll let him blind you nonetheless

Saturday, September 04, 2004

Reasons- by: unknown forgotten

I'm riding the infernal waves of a tornado
It's shredding my clothes and ripping my flesh

I'm lying naked upon my back
You appear slowly from out of sight
The words exchanged are few
We lie with no incentive to move

I'm broken in a smashed up car wreck
Bleeding out my neck from where it shouldn't
I'm weezing and gasping but no one can make out your name
I've nothing else to say

I'm speaking slowly
Avoinding your pretty eyes
I can tell you're next to me
But I refuse to look

Friday, September 03, 2004

Go, NOW! - by: unknown forgotten

Go save the day
Go face the day and win the game
Go smother your doubts in their sleep
Go murder your debts when they blink
Go realize the shit you're in is knee deep
Go conquer the world with your amazing feats
Go play the game and save the day
Go dream your dreams in your sleep


I need to clear some things up
Regarding every almost every aspect of my life
Other wise the muck will keep getting thicker