...more poems....
[Pages for the Dead]
copyright 2006

 

Different

Life is constantly knocking me down.
And nobody is ever around.
Why would they go near?
That which they fear.
To them i'm just some fat cutter.
Looking at me causes them to shutter.
I'm just too different from these beings.
And that's all they're seeing.
They have no idea what it's like.
To live with this endless strife.
I'm so sick of it all.
Therefore, i shall answer Death's call.

  

End

I can clearly see it in their eyes.
How deeply the do despise.
Who or what i am.
Like i'm one of the fucking damned.
One of a kind that fell.
Beyond the nine levels of Hell.
You look at me like i have something contagious.
So you turn away from me, this is outrageous.
You see the cuts on my arms.
You watch me do myself many harms.
The blood drips again and again.
And so it shall end...

  

Numb

I'm so numb that i can't tell.
What's going on in my living Hell.
What's happening to me i could not say.
But it feels like i'm just fading away.
It's as if i'm not actually here.
And one of these days i'll just disappear.
When i do, no one will care.
Because i was never really there.

 

Angry Death

This world makes me so pissed
so i will leave.
I know i won't be missed
and no one will grieve.
I'll slit my wrists
and take my last breath.
I will finally be kissed
by sweet releasing Death.

btw i live with my grandparents so they are more like my parents...
  

Grandparents

My grandpaents piss me off so bad.
For me, they're never ever glad.
All they do is bitch and yell.
I cannot stand this Hell.
How am i supposed to take that?
When i spend my days getting shit because i'm fat.
I cannot and will not take this anymore.
I'm just going to kill myself and watch the blood hit the floor.
And when my death finally rings true.
They won't be blue.
They'll be so thrilled when i'm gone.
That they'll throw a party and pass around the bong.
When i'm gone they won't miss.
Because they'll have their damn bliss.

  

Refusal

I refuse to die
I refuse to be normal
I refuse to be happy
I refuse to be human
I refuse to be loved
I refuse to love
I refuse to conform
I refuse to get invovled
I refuse to care
I refuse to be perfect
I refuse to be chemical-free
I refuse to give in
I refuse to remain intact
I refuse to have a soul
I refuse to have a heart
I refuse to be controlled
I refuse to be christian
I refuse to be fat
I refuse to be thin
I refuse to kill
I refuse to be killed
I refuse to contain myself
I refuse to let loose
I refuse to lose
I refuse to live.

  

Truthful Glass

Glass, staring through you.
Seeing your black, broken heart.
Knowing the sick, perverted truths.
That rot in the pit of your torn soul.

You turn, and so does it.
You run, it follows.
You scream in terror, it squeals with glee.
You face it head on, it is you.

  

Storm

What is a storm but thunder and lightning?
What is thunder but lightning's sound?
What is lightning but thunder's light?
What is a storm but the gods' wrath?
What is a god but a weak collection of beliefs?
What is a belief but a soul crying out?
What is a soul but one's self?
What is one's self but a raging storm of emotions?
What is a tear but the storm's rain?
What is a scream of pain but thunder?
What is rage but a flash of lightning?
What is our body but the dark clouds?
What is the light behind the clouds but one's soul?
What is happiness but the crimson light of a sunset dissapating the clouds?
Until the storm rises again....

  

Storm 2

A ray of light bursts through the dark clouds
then another and another until all that's left is the light of a dark moon.
the dark clouds are gone and the light that had been behind them escapes into the dark eternal void of a realm beyond pain and torment.
The moon is gone and people mourn for its light to return but it refuses to return.
the sun rises and falls forever; no more moon but nobody cares anymore.
They continue on in their wretched, moonless, reality of a corrupt humanity.
Until the storm rises again, bringing back the moon.
But it never will because this world repulses, and disgusts it.

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