Archive for the 'Poetry' Category

The Long Road I Walk

The long road I walk down hungry and cold, to where I go I don’t know. I can only see a few steps in front of me, for the darkness is to dark. Using my thoughts as a map, I make my way through a forest of abandon buildings, shut down by the by the [...]

Sunday, June 13th, 2010

Pride can be garbage 2010

Existence is futile Existence is limited Existence is confined Like machines running with their briefcase to their next appointment I have so much pride, I wish I could throw it away like garbage. In fact that’s what it is garbage I collect like a crazy obsessed packrat. Afraid to let go Afraid to give in [...]

Saturday, June 5th, 2010

Poetry .

Drifting above reality Today I deal with the fear of making it another day. I blindly walk through this morning fog. Looking past reality, I see myself fade away. Drifting above reality. Into a picture of circuses and clowns I franticly run. A gloomy nightmare in this corner of my mind. I find a spec [...]

Tuesday, August 25th, 2009

Poetry: If Reality Hits Me

If Reality Hits Me I don’t get it I ‘m just so confused, I try to be the best person and do the Thing I am suppose to. I get flaked on, I’m feeling down As I walk into a crowd of people, I wear a frown. I hear laughter, I cannot smile. How am [...]

Saturday, May 23rd, 2009

The Corporate Corruption Continues

The Corporate Corruption Continues I ponder the hours to dwell on the sympathetic ciphers to which rule this world Life’s filled with situations of deceptions. Automaton of rich and powerful lies, stepping on the unfortunate one eating away the trust The superlatives of greed, corrupting the untouched minds To keep the armies of traditional power [...]

Friday, April 17th, 2009

The Bad Days I Remember

The Bad Days I Remember As I stay sober today I remember how I used to be. I remember the tragic demoralizing places in my life. I remember the tree, the sun looked so ugly to me. Fucked up passed out. The direction I couldn’t see. The silent whispers goodnight The dark gloomy contenders of [...]

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

Glass house

Glass Houses Are you so better that you need to stare? Face to face with me you say those clothes I’m not s’pose to wear. The comments you make of me being dark minded, cos I think so differently from you Your group insists I’m a moronic fool, cos I sit there and daydream in [...]

Tuesday, December 16th, 2008