Your Beloved Enemies- by: unknown forgotten

Your tricks will double cross you
Blindly in an alley from behind your back
Sharp dagger across your thin little neck
Quit your games or you will end up lonely and dead

Friends slither to foe
Biting and gnashing back
Every chance they get they hold attack
Until you least expect
Then you'll get what you begat

What have they had you been doing?

I Know You- by: unknown forgotten

How have you been
Lifes chugging and churning along
It's been so long
Last time I saw you was in my dreams
Don't suppose you'll come back around
Here's to the last time I saw you
Several years ago
I remember long ago

how's life-

Heya still dreaming to get into losing it all?
It's what all the paper you've been reading about
that all the bicyclists are using.
I was told these guys

and it only takes 21 sec to start.

Where to? Oh, I may go to Boston, or take a run over to Cuba or Jamaica, replied the boyThe gas was lighted by an electric fob; a chime, connected with an erratic clock in the boy's room, woke the servants at all hours of the night and caused the cook to give warning; a bell rang whenever the postman dropped a letter into the box; there were bells, bells, bells everywhere, ringing at the right time, the wrong time and all the time


how's life- by: spam e-mail

You Dick- by: unknown forgotten

You're a dick with awful hair
A mind of lost control
And you're howling at the moon

You yield a cannon of a gun
A presence of fear and danger
We anticipate the boom

"You have a tiny dick for a head on broad shoulders
You have to turn around to see behind your back"
Yells a bratty kid, as his head explodes when you shoot

"I am the one with the balls around here
They're in my pocket I swear! "
You say as they bag your loot

If you had any friends you didn't then
Your stupidity is broadcast by your dick face
You ignorant little prick
A dick with feet and a handgun robbing a bank

The Next Big Thing- by: unknown forgotten

Congruent with falling over
Falling down in the sharp grass
Drunken and tired on your side
Green blades digging into your skin
Itching your skin and crawling up to your brain

You can move but you don't want to
With the sun showering down and all
Slowly turning your clothes into a furnace
Sucking all moisture from you face

What you clutch is not the can of poison
So tightly clenched in your hand already
But the mindless separation from being alive
Like a log, or a rock whose feelings never change

Timeless is the world
But the human soul is short lived
Realistically thinking, how many years do we have left
Is the prime of life really the delight

I once was a youth
The sun gave me my energy to fight through the night
Whats left is about 50 more years
Give or take, more or less

I watch everyone dance around in the sand
They jump over rocks to hide their guilt
Remembering to forget everything they regret
What is it to accept that this is it

What's left is a bunch of wounded beasts
Bleeding themselves to death
Waiting, waiting, waiting for it
Crawling and scrambling until their death

And here I lie in the grass
Not moving an inch because I can't
So impervious to feelings
So out of touch
The sun dries out my skin and warms my heart
Waiting until my years are up

Scream at the Top of Your Lungs- by: unknown forgotten

Ready, set, ready, 1, 2, ready, ignore.

How futile is this day?
How toxic is the basin from which we drink?
To taste, to feel, to endure the days with thrill
Have the enthusiasm of the wonder ones

What is life without love?
But a worthless attempt to fulfill your own needs
Selfish, on the top shelf, never to get rid of
Or the burden of cement shoes destroying,
Obliterating every eccense of what makes you you

What is loneliness?
An attempt to degrade oneself
Horseshit,
Hold someone's hand and feel better...
Remember what it is to count heartbeats that aren't your own
And that aren't of some poor dying soul
Deprived flesh and bones

Whilst I Am Awake I Am Still OKay- by: unknown forgotten

Whilst I Am Awake I Am Still OKay
These days ain't so bad as they seem to be
The world turns and shit evaporates
And I awaken well

My mind is clear
My body healthy and strong
My dreams are straight and true
As far as I can tell everything is well

Can you hear me sleeping?
Nay say you, for I awake before the storm
Though I lay motionless and peaceful
It is a force to be reckoned with

The stereo is on and playing love songs
My heart is big and beats audibly loud
And I dream of only you out there
And it feels as if I never slept a wink

This reality is not a dream,
I am awake!
And my dreams are reality exposed
I can still only hope
But what is hope?
I know the truth!





[The anger
The despair
The confusion
The fear
The total loss
The disarray
The silence
The bewilderment
The evil
It is gone............................ ]

A Little Something- by: unknown forgotten

Galvanized in gold
I know it doesn't work out
But that's how it went down

Your face was smothered in melted metal
Burning flesh and forming over your bones
Replaced with a shiny statue, lifeless
But not cold, your image was not cold

A brazen image of your beauty
Deeply stabbed into my mind-
I was but of an image of murder
Out right violence,
Yet beauty I describe

The rain trickled down your face
Reflected like a mirror ball
So innocent, so out of place
Shining down warmth to everywhere else

Exclamation mark + ! -by: unknown forgotten

So I left my glasses on the edge of the horizon I don't use anymore
Which leaves me drunken and confused beyond entertainment

...so far beyonfd the capacity of this mess
I Prescribe myself real rest
And hope and dream for the best,