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Saturday, September 26, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Quote of the Day
"Dear Darla,
I hate your stinkin' guts. You make me vomit. You're scum between my toes.
Love,
Alfalfa"
- Alfalfa, The Little Rascals
I hate your stinkin' guts. You make me vomit. You're scum between my toes.
Love,
Alfalfa"
- Alfalfa, The Little Rascals
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Last Bath
She had sat on the edge of the tub
Watching the water rise up
Fully clothed
She was not planning to take a bath
But at least she'd be going somewhat clean
She tied a brick around her neck
And slowly lowered herself
No need to hold her breath
She would not fight it
All you could hear was running water
Spilling over the edge
With a life-less form near the bottom
It was easy to identify her
For she didn't take off the necklace
Her boyfriend had given her
Watching the water rise up
Fully clothed
She was not planning to take a bath
But at least she'd be going somewhat clean
She tied a brick around her neck
And slowly lowered herself
No need to hold her breath
She would not fight it
All you could hear was running water
Spilling over the edge
With a life-less form near the bottom
It was easy to identify her
For she didn't take off the necklace
Her boyfriend had given her
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
A Tragedy
With shaking hands, he sealed the envelope
And put it in the mailbox
He secretly hoped the letter would never get to her
Would never reach his beloved
But it did
With shaking hands, she opened the envelope
Carefully, so as not to ruin the writing on the front
The letter brought her to tears
"Beloved,
I write to you, this last time, to let you know how much I truly love you.
More than the stars above. More than the grains of sand in all the deserts.
I can no longer live without you by my side.
And I know that you cannot leave your place.
So you, Beloved, will be the only one who knows what happened to me.
I have drowned myself. Shortly after sending this letter to you.
Please do not mourn for me. Our love could not flourish. I wish you to be happy.
Remember me as I was when we first met."
Immediately, she tore up the letter
Threw it in the fire and went to consult the local witch
The witch gave her a potion, to kill herself fast
She drank it, no, inhaled it and was soon down on the ground breathing fast
And then slow, slowly, slower.
Then there was nothing
Their love could not flourish
Her last wish was that she meet him wherever it is where people go when they die.
And put it in the mailbox
He secretly hoped the letter would never get to her
Would never reach his beloved
But it did
With shaking hands, she opened the envelope
Carefully, so as not to ruin the writing on the front
The letter brought her to tears
"Beloved,
I write to you, this last time, to let you know how much I truly love you.
More than the stars above. More than the grains of sand in all the deserts.
I can no longer live without you by my side.
And I know that you cannot leave your place.
So you, Beloved, will be the only one who knows what happened to me.
I have drowned myself. Shortly after sending this letter to you.
Please do not mourn for me. Our love could not flourish. I wish you to be happy.
Remember me as I was when we first met."
Immediately, she tore up the letter
Threw it in the fire and went to consult the local witch
The witch gave her a potion, to kill herself fast
She drank it, no, inhaled it and was soon down on the ground breathing fast
And then slow, slowly, slower.
Then there was nothing
Their love could not flourish
Her last wish was that she meet him wherever it is where people go when they die.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
ANGER
I want to kick you very hard in the shins.
I want to pull your hair until it comes off your head.
I want to throw a wooden block towards the wall.
So that it break all the pictures hanging on it.
I'm going to ignore you, fight you, yell at you.
I'm going to scream until my lungs collapse.
You can't stop this rush of violence.
You can't stop something so intense.
I want to pull your hair until it comes off your head.
I want to throw a wooden block towards the wall.
So that it break all the pictures hanging on it.
I'm going to ignore you, fight you, yell at you.
I'm going to scream until my lungs collapse.
You can't stop this rush of violence.
You can't stop something so intense.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Summer I Love You
Summer
Three months of bliss
Oh, Summer
You don't know how much I'm going to miss
You
Summer
You'll always be a friend
Oh, Summer
I wish you didn't have to end
But you do, and now it's time for something new
But you do, and now it's time for something new
Summer
It was good having you around
Oh, Summer
The news is all over town
Summer
You're leaving us
Summer
You're cheating us
Wish we could have you for longer
Wishing the sun could be stronger
But Summer
Tomorrow you'll be gone
And Summer
Soon life will be a yawn
Without you
You're leaving us,
You're cheating us
Please don't go
Three months of bliss
Oh, Summer
You don't know how much I'm going to miss
You
Summer
You'll always be a friend
Oh, Summer
I wish you didn't have to end
But you do, and now it's time for something new
But you do, and now it's time for something new
Summer
It was good having you around
Oh, Summer
The news is all over town
Summer
You're leaving us
Summer
You're cheating us
Wish we could have you for longer
Wishing the sun could be stronger
But Summer
Tomorrow you'll be gone
And Summer
Soon life will be a yawn
Without you
You're leaving us,
You're cheating us
Please don't go
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Can You Feel It
Can you feel it when I kiss you?
All heavy and soft
Does it make you sad to know I'm sad?
Can you tell I want you more than anything else?
Just to lay my head on your shoulder
To be comforted by you
To know that you care
Can you feel it when I hold you?
All tight and rough
Do you know I never want to let go?
Can you tell I want to be next to you forever?
Just to hold your hand
And know that you want me
Can you feel it when I look in your eyes?
Does my sadness show through, or does it die?
All heavy and soft
Does it make you sad to know I'm sad?
Can you tell I want you more than anything else?
Just to lay my head on your shoulder
To be comforted by you
To know that you care
Can you feel it when I hold you?
All tight and rough
Do you know I never want to let go?
Can you tell I want to be next to you forever?
Just to hold your hand
And know that you want me
Can you feel it when I look in your eyes?
Does my sadness show through, or does it die?
No Feelings
I have no feelings
I can sense it in my gut
I don't care what people think
I don't even care about what I think
I'm so empty
I could sit and stare at a wall all day
I'd have no thoughts about it
If it fell down, I wouldn't blink
To feel like you have no feelings
Is the worst of all
You only have one feeling then,
One thought
I have no feelings
It's useless to think
Unless I want to cry
I can sense it in my gut
I don't care what people think
I don't even care about what I think
I'm so empty
I could sit and stare at a wall all day
I'd have no thoughts about it
If it fell down, I wouldn't blink
To feel like you have no feelings
Is the worst of all
You only have one feeling then,
One thought
I have no feelings
It's useless to think
Unless I want to cry
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Inside of Me
Inside of me there's a silence
So quiet but yet so loud
It's like a never ending scream
At times I hear nothing
Yet at other times all I can hear is
Bits of yarn
And tangles of thread
Last pages of books I've read
Sometimes I hear whispers of thoughts
Unwelcome in my life
Thoughts that harm me, scare me
The silence, so quiet, yet so loud
Is screaming inside of me
But I get protected from the sound
I close my eyes, my ears, my fists
I stare at the wall, let the tears fall
So much pressure, so much pain
The devil must've kissed me on the cheek
When I was born, said this is the one
Let her hell begin
But it couldn't be that bad
It isn't that bad
The bits of yarn and tangles of thread
Start coming apart at the ends
The frays tickle me and I laugh
I laugh and I scream until I'm empty
Emptier than before
So quiet but yet so loud
It's like a never ending scream
At times I hear nothing
Yet at other times all I can hear is
Bits of yarn
And tangles of thread
Last pages of books I've read
Sometimes I hear whispers of thoughts
Unwelcome in my life
Thoughts that harm me, scare me
The silence, so quiet, yet so loud
Is screaming inside of me
But I get protected from the sound
I close my eyes, my ears, my fists
I stare at the wall, let the tears fall
So much pressure, so much pain
The devil must've kissed me on the cheek
When I was born, said this is the one
Let her hell begin
But it couldn't be that bad
It isn't that bad
The bits of yarn and tangles of thread
Start coming apart at the ends
The frays tickle me and I laugh
I laugh and I scream until I'm empty
Emptier than before
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Betrayer
Who said that you could come back into my life?
Who said that you could try to ruin it?
Who said that if you showed off, I'd want you back?
Who said that if you kissed me, I'd want you back?
Was it a bad idea for me to invite you as a friend?
Was it a bad idea for me to still care about you?
Was it a bad idea for me to look at you in the eyes?
Was it a bad idea for me to talk to you?
It hurts to know that you still like me.
It hurts to know that I could still have you if I didn't have him.
It hurts to know that we really could have been.
It hurts to know that we both got hurt.
Worst of all, I know I love someone else.
Worst of all, I know you love me.
Worst of all, I can still be attracted to you.
Worst of all, it all makes me sick.
Who said that you could try to ruin it?
Who said that if you showed off, I'd want you back?
Who said that if you kissed me, I'd want you back?
Was it a bad idea for me to invite you as a friend?
Was it a bad idea for me to still care about you?
Was it a bad idea for me to look at you in the eyes?
Was it a bad idea for me to talk to you?
It hurts to know that you still like me.
It hurts to know that I could still have you if I didn't have him.
It hurts to know that we really could have been.
It hurts to know that we both got hurt.
Worst of all, I know I love someone else.
Worst of all, I know you love me.
Worst of all, I can still be attracted to you.
Worst of all, it all makes me sick.
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