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how many people in your life that have been murdered?
probably none
my grandfather was a war herp
coma tosed
to have his wife a cripple
so i could run away scrambling from bs people for the rest of my life
11 tragic deaths in my life,
my family and friends
and their family and friends dropping like flies
the bills sent for the ambulance ride
leave me wondering why did you even bother come
to pretend to save my life
to wake me up and send me out the door
without being able to thank the people who just kept me alive
4 suicides, and im the lucky one to survive mine
4 murders have taken place in my life
and three tragic accidents
i have no idea what it would belike to see my family smile
theyre all dead
nothing but bs people come to watch me cry
who dont know who i am
never talk to me
and have no time for someone like me
off i go back to the hospital for more poison
and brag about malpractice
my stomache that cant digest any thing without pain or discomfort
but hey off your meds i can finally achieve an ********
love music by the way
the terrorist psychological attack with my name on it
offering me reason after reason to cry
what do i need another excuse to hate you
the politicians i cant contact
the police force harassing me
breaking my door down to ransack
stalking me to hand out tickets
breaking my nose afer a hostage situation
and its the bs people who tell me
trying to kill myself was the right thing
the military doesn't care
but make things happen over night
love watching you walk around in your underwear
at my pity party to be happy for you
but im not
im jealous
i hate you for it
your bs people
like these poetry sites with no clue
nice poem huh?
what a read....
go die
maybe after i get crippled they will have the heart to shoot me
but i doubt it
been raped, and tortured, and drugged, and beat by police, and held hostage
to be cyber stalked and have my accounts compromised
off and on and off and on
for 13 years
go kill yourself
war pig loser nation
what do you want me to say?
i know why people drop bombs now
i truly do
put me in a tank
and suck my d ick
existance is my enemy anyway
i hope he quits bothering to live
screw you face book
and twitter is a terrorist organisation
go ask microsoft
June 01/1916
So it’s off to war!
By they were glad
Singing and whistling a tune every lad
With a swing of their arms
and a smile on their lips
And a shine in their eyes
For the gals in white slips
So it’s march down to the station
To board for the front
With a hiss and a whistle
And pull and a shunt
Then just one last look
At the girls with a tear in their eyes
We will be home for Christmas
So no need to cry
The Germans can’t shoot straight
Their bullets are rubber
So hold your tears girl
There is no need to blubber
At the front ONE MONTH LATER July 01-1916
Battle of the Somme
So we will dig our trenches
And sleep in the mud
The weather’s quite cold
And the food’s not that good
Sarge blows a whistle
And over we go
One at a time or all in a row
The noise is quite deafening
The bullets whiz by
A strange sort of noise hearing men die
Some they go quickly with not even a whimper
Some take all night caught in the moons
glimmer
Trapped in the wire, trod in the mud
Guts lay beside them leaking life’s blood.
Screams and cry’s
They cut through the cold night air
For a man to end his life this way just don’t seem fair
Please Don’t leave me alone
OH MOTHER PLEASE HELP ME!
I want to go home!
My tummy’s hurting
Please don’t leave me alone
So I lay in my trench, hands over my ears
The rain on my face hiding my tears
While somebody’s father somebody’s son
Somebody’s sweetheart
Who’s life’s just begun
Pleads for his mother to stop his pain
And hold him in her arms
Just once again
But she will never hear
Her boys last request
She will never again see his boyish zest
never to hold him in her arms again
Or ruffle his hair or soothe his pain
‘Whistle Whistle‘
Well there’s no time to day dream
And no time to dither
‘Cause the Sergeant is calling
And so through the mud we must slither
Over the top keep your head down
Try not to trod on those laying down
Past little Jimmy stuck on the fence
This bloody war don’t make any sense
I feel a slight tingle running down my spine
My legs are numb they don’t feel like mine
It’s all going dark now
I think I’ll just lay down here
Feel really tired but mam will soon be here
To tuck me in and ruffle my hair
And tell me a story about ‘Rabbit Brer’
Lights fading fast now
Time to sleep
Good night sweet Jesus
My soul pray you keep
I want to scream
God save me
I want to scream
Take away the blackness
And wash me white again
I want to scream
Why did you leave me God
I want to scream
Don’t you hear me
Don’t you see me
Can’t you see me drowning
I want to scream
Do you even care
Don’t you see your child slowly fading
I want to scream
That no I’m not strong enough
And yes I do need you
I want to scream
I thought you there
But you seemed to disappear
I want to scream
I am sorry for turning away
I am sorry for failing you
I want to scream
I want it all back
And so much more
I want to scream
Why didn’t you pick me up
When I fell face first
I want to scream
What did I do wrong
Was my love not good enough
I want to scream
I am fine
I’ve done it this far without you
I want to scream
I can no longer do it on my own
I need you desperately
I want to scream
I have bitterness because of you
Bitterness towards you
I want to scream
Where were you when I was hurting
Where were you when the tears poured
I want to scream
Where were you when I wanted to end it all
Where were you in my darkest days
I want to scream
Deliver me and take me
Take me in your arms
I want to scream
Take my life in your hands
Let your will be done
I want to scream
How do I let it all go
I feel so betrayed
I want to scream
I need divine intervention
I need you to carry me
I want to scream
I can no longer walk
I am weak and weary
I want to scream
No matter what I can do this
I don’t need you or anyone
I want to scream
Help me fight this battle
Fight this war inside
I want to scream
Help me to overcome
Give me what I lack
I want to scream
Why do I even want to try
Why do I want to risk it again
I want to scream
Save me God
Save me God
Because you are losing your child
Because she is fading fast
Because she is looking in all the wrong places
Because she refuses to look up
Because she is losing that smile you gave her
Because she wants to be the woman you made her to be
Because she wants to be the mother you made her to be
Because she is tired of the tears
Because she’s reaching the breaking point
I want to scream
SAVE YOUR DEAR CHILD
But I can’t find the courage…
But I can’t find the faith…
But I can’t find the voice…
Blowing out the light of another had the same effect on mine
For nothing could deter my mind away from that gruesome thought
Coming home brought me closer to what I wished to leave behind
Funny how something can worth less than what it actually cost
I was sickened by the act I had committed
Though the deed was done with the purest intent
My return home added to my disgust though I refused to admit it
To the smiling faces who thought me to be Godsent
My loved ones was overjoyed that all was well with me
A thankful gleam in their eyes as they led me to the house
But all I could seem to think about was that other family
Lighting hundreds of candles for the one I had helped burn out
It was at that celebration held in honor of me that night
That I finally found what I sought upon going to war
To see people praising me for what they concluded was right
Is the very reason we will never achieve what we so dilligently fight for
We are convinced threats to our safety lies in foreign countries
Which is by far a misguided assumption in itself
For in order to rid the world of terrorism in its entirety
Is to collectively discard the half of one's own self
It was a harsh realization as a matter of fact
And one that I hoped had not come so late
But there was no way I could ever give back
The very thing my duty left me feeling inclined to take
My epiphony weighed every bit of heavy on the mind
So I bowed my head to the floor stained with dirt
And I silently prayed that the healing powers of time
Would someday mend the hearts of those I knew I had hurt
I asked forgiveness for the lot of the world
For my unjust actions and my many sins
But specifically from that little boy or little girl
Who wishes daily for their parent to come home again
A tear slid down my wind whipped cheek
At knowing that the satisfaction I so long ago sought
Would not grant my consciene the peace it so desperately need
A lesson that took ages to prepare but in a heartbeat was taught
My soul had grown weary of the evening and it showed on my face
So I bid farewell to the guest as I took my leave
And I went where war was more suitable to take place
To my empty house where I was left only with my memories
ok, heres the scoop
your words
just made me recoop
i realized that you used me
i feel used.
but you shoudl feel that way too
cause i used you
and your new girl
she made me hurl
she is so ugly
she looks like a cow and a pig combined
and she is useing you
did you buy her a necklace yet?
perhaps a braclet?
i did not want your money
i did not want your gifts
i wanted you for you, supposedly
because i thought you wanted me
i guess i thought wrong.
so i wrote this song
to tell you how i feel
you make my skin crawl
with your greasy hair
and your ugly face
your freak-ish body odor
and your alcoholic mother
yea, speakin of her
she hit on my mother,
made my mom scared, never went back
same with me.
and if im such a liar,
such a cryer,
then you are gullible.
very, very, very gullible.
you believed every word of my supossed lies.
so the next time you think you can pull that card, think again.
and you are a man-Whore.
very trampy.
the nice little poem of you and your ugly cow
haveing sex
yea, you made that up.
and i think you are trying to make me jealous. so let me try that too.
when me and you where together,
Brandon Jones was enjoying my body too.
you think you used me?!
you have another thing comeing for you
i have many tales to tell about the rendevous
that Brandon and I shared.
night time romps.
fun times.
so if you think you can make me upset.
think again.
and also, you look like job of the hut.
and you look like you ate the burger bandit from Mc.Donalds.
you wanna slam me?
you wanna start World War III?
then you came to the right place honey.
so come one, start some crap
i'll tell you where to go and how to get there.
i can take the rap
so bring it on, you know me well,
you know that fighting me is not swell
so bring it on
and you will see
when i have the life you wont have, you alcoholic-to-be slob
when i have the american dream, i will rub the white picket fence and 2.5 kids in your cake
covered face
and show you that i am more of a girl than you will ever have
so have fun with yourlife,
cause you just got slammed.
so deal with it,
you jerk who belongs in the dirt.
let the war begin.
My life flutters by, like a butterfly.. a lullaby,
Making me cry and sigh, untill I die,
I'm lying here thinking.. it's all been a waste,
Just a hasty taste, of all the pleasures I've chased.
This P.M.A, which I display, every day,
Is the only way, I'll make it through.. yeah, I'm Okay,
Positivity, with a Darkside twist,
Missing the point.. do I even exist?
I kissed the lips of fate, now I cannot escape,
The caped-crusader, keeps me safe, from ass-rape.
I predict, great things! For me, at any rate,
Inflating my ego, fashionably late.
Now I've arrived, only the Fastest will survive,
Use your double talking jive, none will be left alive!
But If you don't attack.. I won't have to defend,
And send you to Hell, let's pretend this is the end.
Draw up a treaty, sweety. What we want is Peace,
Not monopoly on World War 3, this madness.. it must cease!
Are YOU insane? 'Causing pain? Check your brain!
The lame-ass excuses all remaining the same.. again.
My Brain's a machine, running at obscene speeds,
You don't know my thoughts, my words or all my deeds,
My needs are the same as yours.. we both bleed,
So read the writing on the wall, and your mind will be freed.
They say I'm LoCo.. smoke too much, it's a joke.. oh!
My Woman's been messing 'round town.. go get the gun Joe,
Slow down! Where you going? I'm just blowing off steam!
Blowing up time. In space, can't hear you scream.
NO! I'm not mad! I'm totally sane,
But it feels like sometimes, we're all on a crazy train.
First-class ticket, next stop.. the Asylum,
I need the Ghostbusters! There's no answer when I dial 'em!
So who am I gonna call? The Police will arrest ME!
For aggravated assualt.. they're not getting me easy!
Lock me up? With no fags and no drink?
I'm gonna go ballistic! You'd better go and fetch the Shrink!
You wanna hold me back? Get the Feds and the Army,
I'll take some drastic measures if you really wanna harm me!
Calm yourself down.. learn to see with both eyes,
Time flies.. surprising how fast it slips by.
Trailing to the truth of the lips, the tears rest easily on them.
Promising never to leave the sight of a smile, realizing a lie is possible.
To have is to hold only if you get, only if you keep.
Walk away, turning your back, it doesn’t count now. Is this how you really are?
A confession changes the view of a world in the eyes of the blind.
Speak with your thoughts, not the feelings of the used.
A cry of the unborn empties the deaf of any life.
A sliver of happiness could barely afford the world.
Brittle bones pick at the dirt of the unnecessary struggle.
Destroying any sign of hope seems to be the goal.
Accomplishing it is all too easy.
Gaining access to today’s society requires a gun and a promise to die.
A life to waste is to only gain killings for the hurt.
The importance of a human life means nothing in the eyes of the supporters.
Throwing away any chance of debating murder.
Shipping our flesh and blood, tearing them apart and left to bleed.
The speakers blare, “I am your ‘god’ and you will have no choices of your own.”
The state of mind now has proven insanity.
Producing a massive pile up, only the guilty will smell the rotting flesh of the innocent.
Friendship is now the worst enemy formed by the bloody oil in your heart.
Prepare yourself for the biggest suicide ever created on earth.
For there seems to be no reasoning with the exploding bombs.
I will not shout, “Hooray!” for the judgers.
I will not accept a hanger as an excuse for your “perfect” life.
I will spill the oil at your feet and call it all quits.
You will not have me at your mercy, begging for forgiveness.
I will not be responsible for killing sprees you command.
You will not have me wrapped around your finger as your puppet.
Your proposals will not trick me or conquer my heart.
I am not on your side nor will I commit myself to your offers.
You are not honored in my eyes or that of a child’s.
You are not a role model, you are not a miracle, you are not my leader.
Written August 6, 2008
Form:
this is not premeditated murder
like the chemicals they use to poison your children
if it's you or me
what can i say other than goodbye
it's my right as a human to protect my life
you knew before you started trying to get rich quick
it was destroying people
killing them actually
how many people are you gonna kill for drugs
seen it done before
three of my friends dead
because of you
if it's you versus me
you dont stand a chance
a no brainer
to grab a knife
and do unto you as you've been doing unto me
i have the right to kill
kill those trying to kill me
chemicals
i'm not sure i should do them
the right to kill
fairwell
you knew what you were doing
no forgiveness
you never gave me a second chance
anyone doing drugs is about to be murdered
those selling it
their killers
yet we put it on tv
and have no idea whats going on
fairwell drug dealer
take your own chemicals
enjoy the last spin around the sun
hundreds of thousands of victoms
and this is being killed for fun
do you get it now
new age soldier
lead them to the slaughter house
i would pay for the toe tag
i would be happy for you
to protect the society you deserve
this just isn't happening
trying to kill me with poision
crippling a nation
good riddance
this isn't happening
so good riddance
enjoy it while you can
enjoy it while you can
fun while it lasted
killing for fun
killing my children
crippling families
yet you put it on tv and no one gets it
this is what i always wanted
round them up
no forgiveness
no forgiveness
no jail for you
the game is over
no game for fools
I'll make sure i have the facts
and when you wear my shoes
and when you find yourself being victomised by me
those birds will sing it
you got what you wanted
you got what you wanted
the right to kill you before you kill me
drugs are cheap
life isn't
who are you to play god
and throw me away
good riddance
have a nice day
Trinity
Divinity, obscenity,
Inferiority complex.
Obey the mighty trinity,
From their rule there's no defect.
Total bliss and serenity,
Through times of peace and war.
They always know the enemy,
And drive them to the floor!
True vanity insanity,
Appearance or reality.
You start a great calamity,
But who you seek is you not me.
Look in the mirror who appears,
No shadow of a doubt.
Reflected are your greatest fears,
That you can't live without.
Democracy, Hypocrisy,
Delusion in the conclusion.
Hide behind the Geography,
Begin to cause mass confusion.
Wandering without direction,
Aimlessly with no cure.
You seek another's protection,
They seek to destroy you.
Monstrosity, Atrocity,
Pretentious Adventurous.
The answer is now lost in me,
So can you suffer such a loss?
Death Defying Disasters Damned,
Devine Division Due.
In traffic when your car gets rammed,
Do you yell out "Screw You"?
Demolishing, Abolishing,
All for the great Mechanicum.
Humans are slowly becoming,
Obsolete as we fall to them.
Machines who rain mass destruction,
Death comes in many ways.
Demise was mankind's construction,
And now we count the days.
Mankind will find we're blind behind,
Our walls of granite stone and brick.
We created the overmind,
Our blindness truely makes me sick.
We can not stand and can not fight,
This crap just makes me sick.
Would someone aid us in our plight,
And could you make it quick?
We will recruit, it's absolute,
Fight machines with the fiery forge.
But in the end our plight is mute,
We lose the war, on blood they gorge.
Our lust for power was our end,
And that thing which we craved.
So now the white flag we must send,
Humanity enslaved.
Slavery most unsavory,
Elemental event.
You would climb up the toughest tree,
And just to circumvent.
Move further away from the light,
To the vicinity.
Do not resist and do not fight,
The Mighty Trinity.
Form:
somewhere out there is a changing scheme you cant catch onto
the fixing of spelling mistakes
the continual changing of innocent lines written
the masterplan for world peace right here revolves around this fact
you might not see it coming
probably isnt me in all ohnesty
but what of the one word titles
what am i looking for
the fixing of spelling mistakes
or the changing names of locations
from the title wave paper chase goose maze
the masterplan for world peace
changing line by line
a peaceful man stands tall
lost in the family values of your church
of who and why i despise those who tortured me for 11 years
and the city of war pigs that didnt care
My turn is over
ready or not
change the names of your stores
and light up the road to salvation
bigger than broadway
the homeless shelter greenhouse
to find homes for flowers
buy my art supplies and sell my paintings as stamps
and redsign you convenience of drinking cups
the plan to keep society functioning
the main places in each city
the plan to protect your methods for salvation
lit up at night like a secret
"flowers"
"stamps"
mastermine this
and make it local knowledge to help your homeless shelter
buy dirt and pots to sell flowers
so the system can afford to send them to rehabilitation
why isnt that already a thing?
if the police won't lobby the one and only bill impeding this to happen
of a homeless shelter getting a liscence for these people to get back on their feet
to me its obvious a greenhouse art lodge of healing to buy a gym pass and bus pass
The endless confusion
that boils down to this one clarity
death to war pigs
i hate getting my blood on my clothes, especially from those who have borrowed it
i only wanted one of the billions of things that you have taken from me
i am the meaning of life for now
we go to war
you will know
i am GOD
and there will be reasons not to like me