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Christopher Hedgecock Poem
Sad but true. When we all fall down who will catch you?
Count the days and praise the one who always prays.
The sun is coming down on us hard
tonight.
When she finally dies her blood will paint the sky with the color called night.
Small pin holes called stars shine through the black blanket of blood.
Pain"t" is just a dirty cover up with Tea added to the mud.
Take the "T" away and all you have left of this cover up is PAIN!
The secret you conceal in your heart keeps your brain from being sain.
Add the secret Tea to this with all of your kindness and a Sain"t" will be forever in
your heart.
In order to finally finish this life with peace, you have to know were to start!!
Copyright © Christopher Hedgecock | Year Posted 2006
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Christopher Hedgecock Poem
I have a growing black cloud in my heart
My soul inside is slowly falling apart
The decay of my spirit can be seen in sad eyes
There is a growing attraction of this spectacle in an immeasurable size
A freak show circus has come to town in this black cloud
The audience comes with the currency of ridicule and judgment oh so proud!
They point and laugh and mock me oh so cleverly!
I am great for business because I am such a sad sight to see!
No one knows what is really behind the curtains of my dark eyes
Some where in my mind I pray for a quick demise
I care too much and willing show the vulnerable card
The audience mistakes my compassion for stupidity and labels me a retard
There will be a point in time when I am just gone one day
Some one will have to tell them the show is cancelled and to go away
No more freak boy with the enlarged heart
No more sensitive weirdo who is not too smart
No drowning fish who can not do anything right
Sorry your freak show was cancelled which brought you all such personal delight
The time has come to find a new human attraction
Some other poor bastard to mock for personal satisfaction
Copyright © Christopher Hedgecock | Year Posted 2006
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Christopher Hedgecock Poem
I am too young to feel this damn old
It is so lonely now; so much for being bold
Too many rainy days and not enough sunny places
Seen more cruel days than friendly faces
My food always taste the same; a deep bland
The skin on my bones is dried liked leather from all the sand
I am 2 feet from being in the Earth’s private hell
Only thing keeping me alive and sain is God and mail
Always counting the days I have been away from home
No amount of money is worth being in this land I roam
I still count my blessings as my lungs count on air
What I can always count on is my friend disappointment and his partner despair
I might as well get use to death in this sandy place
Sleeping during your duty could make you a milk carton case
So kiss me because it may be a kiss goodbye
If I do not make it back to you love, please do not cry
I dream that one day we will all be home, home for good!
My mind will be a vault of things I have seen that people never should!
Copyright © Christopher Hedgecock | Year Posted 2006
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Christopher Hedgecock Poem
It is so tempting to drink from the barrel of lead
The contents would go straight to my head
I will forever sleep in a dream no one can conceive
And all the pain I feel will surely leave!
Forever immortalized in a youthful state
My body will grow cold, but be spared from an aged fate
I still feel like I am 100 years old
My thirst drives me to drop my hand and fold
I could never count the death of the tears that have fallen for you
An ocean was created for you to go to
I look at this lonely sea of sadness and sorrow!
You never tried to see this sea of mine so I will not wake up tomorrow
This world has become to much for me
Sorry my face is some thing you will never again see!
Good bye my love and good night
When I lost your heart, the battle to live lost the fight!
Copyright © Christopher Hedgecock | Year Posted 2006
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Christopher Hedgecock Poem
My tears hit the dusty wood floor
I think of you and wish I did not love any more
My heart cries for you as well
I can’t forget you though I went through hell
The pain is nothing compared to the love I felt
If I could make you feel the same way, your ice heart would surly melt
I sit alone at night as sure as the wind will blow
My mind is dark with thoughts as the fire bugs glow
A lonely prison is where I sit called remorse and pain
My cell mate is misery and the guard is insane
I have been doing time for so long now
Wish to escape to a happy place, but don’t know how
So often I watch the peaceful birds float on by
If I sleep hard enough, I too can fly
In this land of my slumbering make-believe,
You’re a queen of the land and you never leave
I too share with you as the king of this land
But time goes fast and my eyes lose the sleeping sand
I am always waking up in misery’s cell
Will I ever be free from you?
Only God knows and time will tell
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Christopher Hedgecock Poem
Where do I put my hate at the end of the day?
Who will save my soul when I forget to pray?
How do I fall asleep at night?
When all I want to do is fight!
Who can I love when my love has gone away?
Why can't I be the man that would make her want to stay?
I rip my mind apart like the blade rips the flesh.
At the end of the day my head is a bloody mess.
I don't slip cause I won't get up from a fall.
I am losing at life's game so I am left to ball.
They laugh at my demise cause they can't resist.
So I know when my body expires, it won't be missed.
The cold flesh will become a bone frame.
No one will ever look at me the same.
I will fall and your tongue will cause the slip!
Your bottle of pain is not the same as mine, just a sip!
Get drunk and high off my misery.
Spit it, suck it, slam it, then let me be.
I am a sinner so throw your stone.
Make your hatred known and then leave me alone!
My soul is not worth saving any more.
This battle has ended and I am done for!
I do not need to sleep at night!
I can fight a war with out any sight!
My love is gone and gone for good!
She did not love me and I know now she never would!
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Christopher Hedgecock Poem
My pride is just a blank white page
I have nothing but unacquainted rage
No one knows how much I have inside
If you think you know me, I probley lied
A kind face will win your delicate smile
A considerate gesture will get us by another mile
This road is one I have traveled for so damn long
There is nowhere to stop because there is nowhere I belong
I have seen beautiful people and places
Wide mountains and forgettable faces
Alone I travel with nothing to gain or lose
I long to rest, to stop and sigh, but my heart will always refuse
So another mile will pass and so will your love
When I wake up alone, only dry eyes will I rub
My sorrow can not slow this train down
It just moves me faster from town to town
Another lost love is another crack on my heart
My body will keep moving until I fall apart
Another day is just another game to play
It does not matter if I win or lose
When I die, I’ll know I did it my way
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My eyes are welded shut like an iron gate
Just trying to hold back the tears you anticipate
You see right through me like a window
Wactching me change like weather from rain to cold snow
I know latley I am so pale, cold, and white
I still want you in me though the window is closed so tight
Some times that look is a stone that shatters glass
Some times your smile warms me till my troubles pass
Your warm heart can melt my tears away
And when your around I go from December to May
But at other times dead memoreys make up my fall
And when I try to love you I always stall
You can break this glass but there are still bars of steel
No matter how much I love you, I can't change how I feel
A prision of seasons is what I am stuck inside
I can not escape to love you, but know how I tried
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Christopher Hedgecock Poem
For three and a half years I have craved your heart
Another five months and our paths will depart
Your hair is always a midnight beautiful and your figure so gently thin
Rose pedals is what makes up you soft, smooth skin
These are the things I have always wanted to say to you
But there are more things to say before I am through
‘In love” is what I want to say
Unfortunately, ‘Infatuation” is the songs your friends like to play
None the less, I know my heart is true
Hard days go by easier just by the fulfilling thought of you
The first day you talked to me, I was done
I do not have to search for the moon because you are the sun
Your so bright and warm, but still a million miles away
I get caught up in your smile and can not think of what to say
I would wear Abercrombie if it meant you would love me
I would throw my trench coat and my boots away if it meant you would always stay
I would cover up my tattoo if it meant I could hold you
For you, I would fold the highest hand
I could lose a game, but losing you is what I could not stand
But if you still don’t want me now, I will be just fine
I can wait forty years because you will just age like wine
I will still be your friend if you never give me a chance
And maybe one far away day in heaven we can dance
Copyright © Christopher Hedgecock | Year Posted 2007
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Lost in a haze of drunken hate
Who knew it would make me contemplate?
Woke up in a white walled cage
A half naked body decorated with wounds of frustrated rage
Did not remember what I did that night
So damn bitter sweet I came out all right
Pain dripped from the cuts that bled
But it kills me from the tears they shed
Mutilated emotions and burnt words clot the cut ends
Granted is what I took in exchange for my friends
A state of no escape because all the bridges are black and chard
I can not escape myself so freedom is something I just disregard
It looks as if I am all alone again
Burned another bridge and lost another friend
Counted to much and held her to high
Pushed to much thinking she could fly
My friend fell down and I left her behind
Denied I cared at all just to get her off my mind
So now I am lost in a personal world of hate and rage
A man walks freely but his mind is a locked cage
Copyright © Christopher Hedgecock | Year Posted 2006
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