I told you I need my own space,
Yeah, I may be a baby face,
But I won't hesitate to punch you in your face,
My fists are deadlier than a gladiator's mace,
I'm going to enjoy putting you in your place,
Six feet under ending your rat race,
You're the person I love to hate,
The day I kill you will be our greatest date,
If I could I'd smash you with a metal plate,
If you thought your trip to hell was late,
I'm the grim reaper; here to seal your fate,
So yeah; Howdy mate!
I'm right here, face me if you dare,
I know I'm your favourite nightmare,
All your fears have been laid bare,
You're the easiest worm to scare,
Tell your friends; see if I a care,
They'll be afraid of me just with a glare,
There's no where for you to run now,
I'm going to slaughter you like a cow,
I have my methods; you don't want to know how,
Time for you to squeal like a dying sow,
You should have just kowtow,
When you're dead; I'll take a bow.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Emoetry - Dwindling Art
As I stood by that smelly "creek"
With 3 little versions of me,
The angel; devil and freak,
Thinking whats it going to be,
Just then; a beautiful girl passes us,
Hand in hand with her man,
Faced filled with pimpled pus,
I certainly wasn't a big fan,
Me: That dude is a lout,
Devil: Who has a face like a trout,
Angel: He ain't too bad; just a tad stout,
Freak: WHEE! Look at that platypus pout!
Such is the state of young love,
Anything does and can happen,
Just confess your love with a fake verve,
And whip out your secret weapon,
Girls like guys with cars,
They just like being whisked someone far,
Does it matter if he locks you up behind bars?
Wow! Thats a nice new scar,
Girls also like guys with fat wallets,
And an endless flow of money,
Its cool if he hits her with mallets,
With retail therapy everyday is sweet as honey,
Some girls like guys who are out of sight,
But is it worth all those stupid fights?
And how he screams at you with all his might?
Guys like these should be considered blights,
Then comes a guy with a great big smile,
It seems like he did some "coke" as long as a mile,
He also seems to get "it" more than once in awhile,
But deep down I can tell his bitter as bile,
Next to him is a walking skeleton,
Who acts posh like she's from London,
She drinks Earl Grey; never Lipton,
She even speaks like Paris Hilton,
Me: Look at that bean sprout,
Devil: How is she able to walk about?
Angel: Maybe she's trying to figure a look out,
Freak: Oh gosh! She's so thin I think I just got gout,
Guys like perfect complexion and no zits,
Not to mention round asses and big tits,
But whats with the fake personality?
Dude, please come back to reality,
Some guys treat girls like dogs,
I sure they've got a few rusty cogs,
Or probably they're just dumb as logs,
We should dissect them to study like frogs,
Some guys even like to "share",
Their herpes which isn't rare,
They do "it" like a wild hare,
Do "it" with them if you dare,
I guess its no longer 1965,
I'm watching a recording not live,
But I'm still not buying all that jive,
I'll patiently wait for true love to arrive,
Call me a classic romantic,
Its true I'm an old school fanatic,
You could even say I'm a new age heretic,
I like my life simple and not dramatic,
What happened to chemistry?
What happened to caring about personality?
Is finding love no longer an artistry?
Something has gone wrong with young society.
With 3 little versions of me,
The angel; devil and freak,
Thinking whats it going to be,
Just then; a beautiful girl passes us,
Hand in hand with her man,
Faced filled with pimpled pus,
I certainly wasn't a big fan,
Me: That dude is a lout,
Devil: Who has a face like a trout,
Angel: He ain't too bad; just a tad stout,
Freak: WHEE! Look at that platypus pout!
Such is the state of young love,
Anything does and can happen,
Just confess your love with a fake verve,
And whip out your secret weapon,
Girls like guys with cars,
They just like being whisked someone far,
Does it matter if he locks you up behind bars?
Wow! Thats a nice new scar,
Girls also like guys with fat wallets,
And an endless flow of money,
Its cool if he hits her with mallets,
With retail therapy everyday is sweet as honey,
Some girls like guys who are out of sight,
But is it worth all those stupid fights?
And how he screams at you with all his might?
Guys like these should be considered blights,
Then comes a guy with a great big smile,
It seems like he did some "coke" as long as a mile,
He also seems to get "it" more than once in awhile,
But deep down I can tell his bitter as bile,
Next to him is a walking skeleton,
Who acts posh like she's from London,
She drinks Earl Grey; never Lipton,
She even speaks like Paris Hilton,
Me: Look at that bean sprout,
Devil: How is she able to walk about?
Angel: Maybe she's trying to figure a look out,
Freak: Oh gosh! She's so thin I think I just got gout,
Guys like perfect complexion and no zits,
Not to mention round asses and big tits,
But whats with the fake personality?
Dude, please come back to reality,
Some guys treat girls like dogs,
I sure they've got a few rusty cogs,
Or probably they're just dumb as logs,
We should dissect them to study like frogs,
Some guys even like to "share",
Their herpes which isn't rare,
They do "it" like a wild hare,
Do "it" with them if you dare,
I guess its no longer 1965,
I'm watching a recording not live,
But I'm still not buying all that jive,
I'll patiently wait for true love to arrive,
Call me a classic romantic,
Its true I'm an old school fanatic,
You could even say I'm a new age heretic,
I like my life simple and not dramatic,
What happened to chemistry?
What happened to caring about personality?
Is finding love no longer an artistry?
Something has gone wrong with young society.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Emoetry - Inspiration Solution
Here I am telling myself,
"I've have to write",
This itch is worse than a mosquito bite,
I search for inspirations in my bookshelf,
Nothing helps me think,
I get discouraged in a blink,
It feels as if my mind is about to shrink,
I just scribble away wasting ink,
I turned on my stereo,
Munched on an "Oreo",
Still nothing comes to mind,
Where is the inspiration I'm dying to find?
How could I have lost it?
Did it escape when I popped a zit?
If it doesn't return I'm going to throw a fit,
Darn it I'm feeling like a nitwit,
I throw my pen & paper aside,
Then start searching deep inside,
For that little "Me" whose gone to hide,
Right now all I want is to take it for a ride,
As I close my eyes,
I find all sorts of coloured dyes,
I then remember a special file,
Finding it in a neatly stacked pile,
Its where I keep memories,
Memories made with someone,
Someone who enhances my abilities,
My abilities to finish all thats undone,
I find my little inspiration,
Sleeping between photos of her,
He knew she was the only solution,
He knew she makes my emotions stir,
I closed the file silently,
And left that storage room happily,
I finish another poem and read it proudly,
She read it and hugged me lovingly,
She's something I pray to never lose,
As she's the drug I choose to abuse,
She's my addiction; my muse,
She lights my poetic fuse.
"I've have to write",
This itch is worse than a mosquito bite,
I search for inspirations in my bookshelf,
Nothing helps me think,
I get discouraged in a blink,
It feels as if my mind is about to shrink,
I just scribble away wasting ink,
I turned on my stereo,
Munched on an "Oreo",
Still nothing comes to mind,
Where is the inspiration I'm dying to find?
How could I have lost it?
Did it escape when I popped a zit?
If it doesn't return I'm going to throw a fit,
Darn it I'm feeling like a nitwit,
I throw my pen & paper aside,
Then start searching deep inside,
For that little "Me" whose gone to hide,
Right now all I want is to take it for a ride,
As I close my eyes,
I find all sorts of coloured dyes,
I then remember a special file,
Finding it in a neatly stacked pile,
Its where I keep memories,
Memories made with someone,
Someone who enhances my abilities,
My abilities to finish all thats undone,
I find my little inspiration,
Sleeping between photos of her,
He knew she was the only solution,
He knew she makes my emotions stir,
I closed the file silently,
And left that storage room happily,
I finish another poem and read it proudly,
She read it and hugged me lovingly,
She's something I pray to never lose,
As she's the drug I choose to abuse,
She's my addiction; my muse,
She lights my poetic fuse.
Emoetry - Dream Phase
I had a dream about you and I,
When it ended I let out a long sigh,
I remembered everything clearly,
Now I'm wishing it happens in reality,
We were laying on the ground,
It was dusk and no one else could be found,
I was holding you tightly in my arms,
Not letting you go as you're my lucky charm,
I stared into your beautiful eyes,
Whispering into your ear sweet nothings and lovable lies,
We shared a quick kiss,
I still feel your soft and tender lips,
You played with my hair with your soft fingers,
That great scent of your skin still lingers,
Even when I'm awake I still feel your heat,
And every time I do my heart skips a beat,
I moved the silky hair that covered your face,
I then drew you closer in my embrace,
And kissed you once more,
You were so beautiful in that dress you wore,
In the end of that dream,
You stood up and walked towards that setting orb,
Your svelte figure embraced in the sun's gentle beam,
The beauty of your silhouette made my heart throb,
I woke up with the vision of you,
I would've been happier had it been true,
To be able to witness the great things you do,
But I can't; thats why I feel blue,
I had a dream about you and I,
When it ended I let out a long sigh,
I remembered everything clearly,
I'm going to make it happen in reality.
When it ended I let out a long sigh,
I remembered everything clearly,
Now I'm wishing it happens in reality,
We were laying on the ground,
It was dusk and no one else could be found,
I was holding you tightly in my arms,
Not letting you go as you're my lucky charm,
I stared into your beautiful eyes,
Whispering into your ear sweet nothings and lovable lies,
We shared a quick kiss,
I still feel your soft and tender lips,
You played with my hair with your soft fingers,
That great scent of your skin still lingers,
Even when I'm awake I still feel your heat,
And every time I do my heart skips a beat,
I moved the silky hair that covered your face,
I then drew you closer in my embrace,
And kissed you once more,
You were so beautiful in that dress you wore,
In the end of that dream,
You stood up and walked towards that setting orb,
Your svelte figure embraced in the sun's gentle beam,
The beauty of your silhouette made my heart throb,
I woke up with the vision of you,
I would've been happier had it been true,
To be able to witness the great things you do,
But I can't; thats why I feel blue,
I had a dream about you and I,
When it ended I let out a long sigh,
I remembered everything clearly,
I'm going to make it happen in reality.
Emoetry - Your Soothing Presence
Its been a while,
Since I've had this feeling,
Where someone makes my heart stop beating,
With just a sweet smile,
Its been so long,
Since someone calmed me down,
She's like a princess minus the gown,
Its no wonder my feelings for her are strong,
I feel her presence,
Although she's far,
Without her; my heart is an open scar,
Which will never heal in her absence,
I love her presence,
When she's around me,
She soothes me like the sweet scent of incense,
Or how nectar entices a bee,
Its hard to keep these feelings deep within,
When its her i want to look at the stars with,
And lay on the grass discussing every silly little myth,
Letting her go would be an unforgivable sin,
Its so hard to keep these feelings deep inside,
Its even harder to get her out of my mind,
She's the answer I've been dying to find,
But for now this is something I have to hide,
I'll patiently wait for the day,
Where she'll finally be mine,
So I could say,
My life is finally more than fine,
No matter how long it may take,
No matter what sacrifices I have to make,
I'll wait for her,
This is one dream nothing can deter.
Since I've had this feeling,
Where someone makes my heart stop beating,
With just a sweet smile,
Its been so long,
Since someone calmed me down,
She's like a princess minus the gown,
Its no wonder my feelings for her are strong,
I feel her presence,
Although she's far,
Without her; my heart is an open scar,
Which will never heal in her absence,
I love her presence,
When she's around me,
She soothes me like the sweet scent of incense,
Or how nectar entices a bee,
Its hard to keep these feelings deep within,
When its her i want to look at the stars with,
And lay on the grass discussing every silly little myth,
Letting her go would be an unforgivable sin,
Its so hard to keep these feelings deep inside,
Its even harder to get her out of my mind,
She's the answer I've been dying to find,
But for now this is something I have to hide,
I'll patiently wait for the day,
Where she'll finally be mine,
So I could say,
My life is finally more than fine,
No matter how long it may take,
No matter what sacrifices I have to make,
I'll wait for her,
This is one dream nothing can deter.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Emoetry - One For The Angels
As my wings break,
I start falling from grace,
I knew my life was at stake,
As I fell at such a fast pace,
I hit the ground hard,
Yet I left unscathed,
I should have broken as if I were a card,
Yet in the acid rain I bathed,
The rain burned,
The moon was red,
Like the blood I bled,
Death was something I yearned,
Alive and breathing,
Angry and seething,
Still searching for the meaning,
Of why I was still living,
I walked towards a lake,
With the souls of the hopeless,
One step was all I had to take,
To join the horde of lifeless,
I moved closer to the rippling surface,
My reflection was unrecognizable,
I spit at it in utter disgrace,
My life has been a total fable,
Fabricated to the point,
Where it felt so real,
But it felt like a sleazy strip joint,
Like a card game with a rotten deal,
I lost all glimmer of hope,
But as I was about to take that final step,
Someone held me from an invisible rope,
Stopping my self made trap,
Blurry eyed I see something magnificent,
They had majestic wings,
It was hard to ignore that they were present,
These angelic beings,
They held me up facing the cerulean ceiling,
With the warm sunshine heating my cold soul,
My darkest night turned into a beautiful morning,
They removed from my life everything that was foul,
They restore my strength,
When I feel that I've lost it all,
They help me stand tall,
When I'm out of breath,
They give me a peaceful life,
Whenever troubles are rife,
They do their best,
To help me pass every little test,
I now know that I'm never alone,
As I've always had them around,
Sometimes we think they're gone,
But in truth they're easily found,
What do they know?
These people that claim angels are dead,
That all this is just in my head,
That its a fairytale I follow,
They may try to break what I believe,
But I know that angels live,
They just take on different roles,
From friends to family they fill up these little holes,
That make our lives empty,
That make living dreary,
Which sometimes makes us go crazy,
And ends up putting us in a frenzy,
To my closest of friends,
I say thank you for all you've done,
You've given my life colour in every tone,
Thank you for straightening all the bends,
To my family members,
I would like to express my gratitude,
And I will never be able to find a substitute,
That keeps my soul burning like embers,
You're all to me a necessary substance,
I could never live with your absence,
Wherever I go I feel your presence,
You're all to me God's greatest presents.
I start falling from grace,
I knew my life was at stake,
As I fell at such a fast pace,
I hit the ground hard,
Yet I left unscathed,
I should have broken as if I were a card,
Yet in the acid rain I bathed,
The rain burned,
The moon was red,
Like the blood I bled,
Death was something I yearned,
Alive and breathing,
Angry and seething,
Still searching for the meaning,
Of why I was still living,
I walked towards a lake,
With the souls of the hopeless,
One step was all I had to take,
To join the horde of lifeless,
I moved closer to the rippling surface,
My reflection was unrecognizable,
I spit at it in utter disgrace,
My life has been a total fable,
Fabricated to the point,
Where it felt so real,
But it felt like a sleazy strip joint,
Like a card game with a rotten deal,
I lost all glimmer of hope,
But as I was about to take that final step,
Someone held me from an invisible rope,
Stopping my self made trap,
Blurry eyed I see something magnificent,
They had majestic wings,
It was hard to ignore that they were present,
These angelic beings,
They held me up facing the cerulean ceiling,
With the warm sunshine heating my cold soul,
My darkest night turned into a beautiful morning,
They removed from my life everything that was foul,
They restore my strength,
When I feel that I've lost it all,
They help me stand tall,
When I'm out of breath,
They give me a peaceful life,
Whenever troubles are rife,
They do their best,
To help me pass every little test,
I now know that I'm never alone,
As I've always had them around,
Sometimes we think they're gone,
But in truth they're easily found,
What do they know?
These people that claim angels are dead,
That all this is just in my head,
That its a fairytale I follow,
They may try to break what I believe,
But I know that angels live,
They just take on different roles,
From friends to family they fill up these little holes,
That make our lives empty,
That make living dreary,
Which sometimes makes us go crazy,
And ends up putting us in a frenzy,
To my closest of friends,
I say thank you for all you've done,
You've given my life colour in every tone,
Thank you for straightening all the bends,
To my family members,
I would like to express my gratitude,
And I will never be able to find a substitute,
That keeps my soul burning like embers,
You're all to me a necessary substance,
I could never live with your absence,
Wherever I go I feel your presence,
You're all to me God's greatest presents.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Emoetry - Childish Dreams
In the backseat of a car,
A child sits quietly,
The wheels spin slowly over tar,
He stares out the window dreamily,
In the front his parents are busy,
To even pay him any attention,
In their minds its just the thought of money,
Or finding a complicated business solution,
He sighs while looking on the outside,
Buses rumbling, people walking, bikes zooming,
A yawn escapes his mouth; its a really slow ride,
A few minutes later the child is dreaming,
He never had this dream before,
It was a dream in a myriad of colors,
He was sure this dream was not a bore,
Unlike the other dreams he abhors,
The dream was populated,
With his friends and favorite heroes,
It was also filled with toys he wanted,
This dream definitely killed his woes,
A certain "Big Blue",
Took him for a flight up in the sky,
If only this were all true,
To have the ability to fly,
Next up was a ride on a "Speeder bike",
With a very famous "Skywalker",
This was 1 dream he didn't just like,
He wished he'd be able to stay in it forever,
They raced to the edge of hill,
Where they stood to watch the twin suns set,
What a sight it was; remember this dream he will,
A dog appeared; she was once his pet,
Seeing her he breaks down in tears,
Hugging her and patting her the usual way,
She was his only friend who helped fight his fears,
He loved her so much and missed her everyday,
Master and pet then strolled in a meadow,
Lush greenery and all sorts of pretty flowers,
There was a stream that had an unending flow,
Bears were fishing for their suppers,
Wearing flannel shirts and overalls,
They looked funny; sort of like hillbillies,
One greeted him and clumsily stumbles and falls,
A loud splash followed scaring away the guppies,
Entering the woods across the stream,
He skips and he sings,
The trees do not stop the sunbeam,
From shining through the surroundings,
He finds an opening,
He lies down facing the sky laden with clouds,
He falls asleep under skies that are comforting,
And the silence of the forest without any sounds,
As he was about to fall into a deep sleep,
He heard his mother calling his name,
He had to tell her; this was a dream he couldn't keep,
This dream changed his life; it was never the same,
The child has grown,
But he still visits this dream,
This dream calms his feelings of being down,
To him its much better than "Cookies and Cream",
It may be childish,
But it keeps him alive,
Its where he stores his every wish,
Its this dream that makes him thrive.
A child sits quietly,
The wheels spin slowly over tar,
He stares out the window dreamily,
In the front his parents are busy,
To even pay him any attention,
In their minds its just the thought of money,
Or finding a complicated business solution,
He sighs while looking on the outside,
Buses rumbling, people walking, bikes zooming,
A yawn escapes his mouth; its a really slow ride,
A few minutes later the child is dreaming,
He never had this dream before,
It was a dream in a myriad of colors,
He was sure this dream was not a bore,
Unlike the other dreams he abhors,
The dream was populated,
With his friends and favorite heroes,
It was also filled with toys he wanted,
This dream definitely killed his woes,
A certain "Big Blue",
Took him for a flight up in the sky,
If only this were all true,
To have the ability to fly,
Next up was a ride on a "Speeder bike",
With a very famous "Skywalker",
This was 1 dream he didn't just like,
He wished he'd be able to stay in it forever,
They raced to the edge of hill,
Where they stood to watch the twin suns set,
What a sight it was; remember this dream he will,
A dog appeared; she was once his pet,
Seeing her he breaks down in tears,
Hugging her and patting her the usual way,
She was his only friend who helped fight his fears,
He loved her so much and missed her everyday,
Master and pet then strolled in a meadow,
Lush greenery and all sorts of pretty flowers,
There was a stream that had an unending flow,
Bears were fishing for their suppers,
Wearing flannel shirts and overalls,
They looked funny; sort of like hillbillies,
One greeted him and clumsily stumbles and falls,
A loud splash followed scaring away the guppies,
Entering the woods across the stream,
He skips and he sings,
The trees do not stop the sunbeam,
From shining through the surroundings,
He finds an opening,
He lies down facing the sky laden with clouds,
He falls asleep under skies that are comforting,
And the silence of the forest without any sounds,
As he was about to fall into a deep sleep,
He heard his mother calling his name,
He had to tell her; this was a dream he couldn't keep,
This dream changed his life; it was never the same,
The child has grown,
But he still visits this dream,
This dream calms his feelings of being down,
To him its much better than "Cookies and Cream",
It may be childish,
But it keeps him alive,
Its where he stores his every wish,
Its this dream that makes him thrive.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Emoetry - Ode to Thee
They both walked hand in hand,
Believing that they'd never have to let go,
They both walked to a road with a bend,
It had a fork dividing their lives; they knew what the had to do,
They both let go of each other,
Looking into each other's teary eyes,
They didn't want to walk any further,
It was too soon for them to say their goodbyes,
This was the hardest part of it all,
Even worst than the time they fought,
This was nothing close to the art painting on the wall,
By this time it was solace that they sought,
Memories of being in each other's arms,
Memories of hugging each other to sleep at night,
Memories of mornings where they'd turn off each other's alarms,
Memories of every unnecessary fight,
They looked ahead at the road that seemed never ending,
They looked back but the road that brought them there disappeared,
They walked the road ahead of them without reminiscing,
They tried to throw away every thought and feeling they ever feared,
Although her heart was heavy,
She moved on gracefully through that road,
He on the contrary,
Decided to turn around he had to lighten his load,
He wasn't ready for what lied ahead,
He needed to finish all that he had to accomplish,
Not regretting the choice he made,
Walking back to the place he had made that wish,
The wish of them being together forever,
This time he made the wish completely different,
He wished her all the best in his prayer,
She was like an angel that God sent,
She picked him up when he fell,
She made him laugh when he was sad,
She made him felt loved and free of hell,
All in all...she made him glad,
This little poem is to you,
For everything that you've done for me,
After everything thats happened I still love you,
Sadly things just turned out how we didn't want it to be,
You've brought me joy,
You've changed the way I lived,
You've even made me feel like a little boy,
You've even made me start to believe,
That there is a purpose to go on,
Because you made everything seem fine,
That this is the life I wouldn't have to abandon,
I will always be happy that I once called you mine,
I was broken into pieces,
And you mended my broken soul,
The time I've spent with you was the greatest,
A part of my soul is what you'll always hold,
This is an ode to thee,
Who filled my life with glee,
This is an ode to thee,
Who gave me back pieces of me,
This is an ode to thee,
Who in darkness helped me see,
This is an ode to thee,
Who will forever be a part of me.
Believing that they'd never have to let go,
They both walked to a road with a bend,
It had a fork dividing their lives; they knew what the had to do,
They both let go of each other,
Looking into each other's teary eyes,
They didn't want to walk any further,
It was too soon for them to say their goodbyes,
This was the hardest part of it all,
Even worst than the time they fought,
This was nothing close to the art painting on the wall,
By this time it was solace that they sought,
Memories of being in each other's arms,
Memories of hugging each other to sleep at night,
Memories of mornings where they'd turn off each other's alarms,
Memories of every unnecessary fight,
They looked ahead at the road that seemed never ending,
They looked back but the road that brought them there disappeared,
They walked the road ahead of them without reminiscing,
They tried to throw away every thought and feeling they ever feared,
Although her heart was heavy,
She moved on gracefully through that road,
He on the contrary,
Decided to turn around he had to lighten his load,
He wasn't ready for what lied ahead,
He needed to finish all that he had to accomplish,
Not regretting the choice he made,
Walking back to the place he had made that wish,
The wish of them being together forever,
This time he made the wish completely different,
He wished her all the best in his prayer,
She was like an angel that God sent,
She picked him up when he fell,
She made him laugh when he was sad,
She made him felt loved and free of hell,
All in all...she made him glad,
This little poem is to you,
For everything that you've done for me,
After everything thats happened I still love you,
Sadly things just turned out how we didn't want it to be,
You've brought me joy,
You've changed the way I lived,
You've even made me feel like a little boy,
You've even made me start to believe,
That there is a purpose to go on,
Because you made everything seem fine,
That this is the life I wouldn't have to abandon,
I will always be happy that I once called you mine,
I was broken into pieces,
And you mended my broken soul,
The time I've spent with you was the greatest,
A part of my soul is what you'll always hold,
This is an ode to thee,
Who filled my life with glee,
This is an ode to thee,
Who gave me back pieces of me,
This is an ode to thee,
Who in darkness helped me see,
This is an ode to thee,
Who will forever be a part of me.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Emoetry - A Hunger for Anger
As he stares at the mirror,
He finds another person staring back at him,
His body burns up with an intense fervor,
Who could this person be? He couldn't tell as the lights were dim,
He screams at his reflection that seems to tear itself apart,
The man in the mirror mutilates himself with a sick smile,
An hour is how long it seemed to take for the demon to reach into its heart,
It wasn't human of course it looked beyond vile,
With valves and veins that ran through it over and under,
Although out of its body it was still pumping,
It wasn't long till he notice the heart had eyes that stared at him in hunger,
Thunder roared and the dimly lighted room was lit by lightning,
Outside it started to pour intensely,
Inside he started to feel like he was going to faint,
His hands were wet they were both bleeding profusely,
Looking at the floor and the wall it looked like someone had just used it as paint,
He couldn't remember how he cut himself,
Trouble is he didn't even feel the pain of it all,
In an instant he ran to search for bandages on the top shelf,
The floor was slippery with his own blood that causes him to fall,
Knocking his head on the window sill,
He cracked his forehead wide open,
At this moment he panicked but still fought with a warrior's will,
Thoughts of how the thread of his life were woven,
An untimely death was what he didn't expect,
It all began with his freakishly twisted reflection,
Very sure that it had a deal with the devil or a pact,
Sitting up against the wall he faced the demonic vision,
Eyes red as rubies lit in its sockets,
The heart was jumping up and down ready to strike,
It had mouths more than any pants had pockets,
It's teeth were sharper than a guardsman's pike,
The mirror shattered into a million splinters,
Shattering with such force it was worse compared to a road accident,
Even after a few painstaking moments the pain still lingers,
At his moment of death he wondered what all this meant,
In a daze and utter state of confusion he could see,
The demon and its heart walking onto the glass,
The situation became worse now that they're free,
The closer they were the larger they grew in mass,
The stench of the demon was unbearable as it stood close,
He could clearly see now that it looked nothing like in books,
It then bent down to where he was and its tail tighten on his neck like a hose,
Gasping for air he grabbed on the demon's arm it's skin felt like hooks,
A smile so sickening made it's way onto the demonic figure's face,
Letting out a guttural laugh it stuck it's finger's into his chest cavity,
Ripping open his chest with ease like it was made of lace,
For the 1st time in his life he knew how it felt to be in agony,
To make matters worse the demonic heart drew near,
Saliva thick and laden around it's mouths,
The air was thick with the stench of his fear,
How was he to overcome this situation that kept going South,
The truth is he couldn't and he never had a chance,
Just as his vision faded he saw the heart jump into his chest,
The moment the searing pain started he went into a traumatic trance,
All he could do was just try his best....
In bed he woke up with cold sweat and he was shivering,
It was only dream yet it felt so real,
Even the pain felt so real that he almost started crying,
He even felt like going for a meal,
Deciding to change his sweat soaked shirt,
Taking it off and it was then that he found the unexpected,
He saw that his chest was still ripped and instantly knew why he hurt,
He stood staring at the mirror once again and almost fainted,
The demon was no longer there,
Instead it was just his reflection in sight,
At that moment details of his dreams were laid bare,
In reality he had lost the fight.....
He finds another person staring back at him,
His body burns up with an intense fervor,
Who could this person be? He couldn't tell as the lights were dim,
He screams at his reflection that seems to tear itself apart,
The man in the mirror mutilates himself with a sick smile,
An hour is how long it seemed to take for the demon to reach into its heart,
It wasn't human of course it looked beyond vile,
With valves and veins that ran through it over and under,
Although out of its body it was still pumping,
It wasn't long till he notice the heart had eyes that stared at him in hunger,
Thunder roared and the dimly lighted room was lit by lightning,
Outside it started to pour intensely,
Inside he started to feel like he was going to faint,
His hands were wet they were both bleeding profusely,
Looking at the floor and the wall it looked like someone had just used it as paint,
He couldn't remember how he cut himself,
Trouble is he didn't even feel the pain of it all,
In an instant he ran to search for bandages on the top shelf,
The floor was slippery with his own blood that causes him to fall,
Knocking his head on the window sill,
He cracked his forehead wide open,
At this moment he panicked but still fought with a warrior's will,
Thoughts of how the thread of his life were woven,
An untimely death was what he didn't expect,
It all began with his freakishly twisted reflection,
Very sure that it had a deal with the devil or a pact,
Sitting up against the wall he faced the demonic vision,
Eyes red as rubies lit in its sockets,
The heart was jumping up and down ready to strike,
It had mouths more than any pants had pockets,
It's teeth were sharper than a guardsman's pike,
The mirror shattered into a million splinters,
Shattering with such force it was worse compared to a road accident,
Even after a few painstaking moments the pain still lingers,
At his moment of death he wondered what all this meant,
In a daze and utter state of confusion he could see,
The demon and its heart walking onto the glass,
The situation became worse now that they're free,
The closer they were the larger they grew in mass,
The stench of the demon was unbearable as it stood close,
He could clearly see now that it looked nothing like in books,
It then bent down to where he was and its tail tighten on his neck like a hose,
Gasping for air he grabbed on the demon's arm it's skin felt like hooks,
A smile so sickening made it's way onto the demonic figure's face,
Letting out a guttural laugh it stuck it's finger's into his chest cavity,
Ripping open his chest with ease like it was made of lace,
For the 1st time in his life he knew how it felt to be in agony,
To make matters worse the demonic heart drew near,
Saliva thick and laden around it's mouths,
The air was thick with the stench of his fear,
How was he to overcome this situation that kept going South,
The truth is he couldn't and he never had a chance,
Just as his vision faded he saw the heart jump into his chest,
The moment the searing pain started he went into a traumatic trance,
All he could do was just try his best....
In bed he woke up with cold sweat and he was shivering,
It was only dream yet it felt so real,
Even the pain felt so real that he almost started crying,
He even felt like going for a meal,
Deciding to change his sweat soaked shirt,
Taking it off and it was then that he found the unexpected,
He saw that his chest was still ripped and instantly knew why he hurt,
He stood staring at the mirror once again and almost fainted,
The demon was no longer there,
Instead it was just his reflection in sight,
At that moment details of his dreams were laid bare,
In reality he had lost the fight.....
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Emoetry - Walking Dead
A friend recently asked me "How's life & everything?",
I told her its like a distorted dream close to a nightmare,
She replied "You've gotta be bluffing",
I said nothing and just gave her a glare,
I then said "I think its something I don't have right now",
Continuing this I said "I just don't know what it could be",
All she said was "Don't look at me, how should I know?",
So we just sat there our faces had no signs of glee,
Once again I broke the silence,
With the words "I'm like a rusty cog in a clock",
I continue "I think there is no need for my existence",
Ending what I had to said with "Life is such a fucking cock",
She laughed while exhaling the smoke from her fag,
After she stopped her piercing laughter thats always on a high pitch,
She said "Yeah, I know how life could be a drag",
After a puff she continues "Thats why sometimes its also known to be a bitch",
Hearing what she said I added "But she's a beautiful one",
Its totally the opposite of what I've said earlier,
She snorted and I added "But I swear God left it half-done",
Getting off the sidewalk I say "Fuck this, I need a beer",
We walked down the sidewalk,
Both trying to look for a way to avoid being hit by idiotic cars,
It was totally silent as we both didn't want to talk,
I turned around to talk to her but that was when I fell and was facing the stars,
She rushed to me but I could hear her laughter,
While helping me up she said "Thats the smartest thing you've done today",
I could've killed her but I was actually laughing and not in anger,
Whilst dusting myself off I said "Thanks, lets go get something to eat, I'll pay",
We found this little place to eat down a dark and dirty alley,
We both ordered a plate of noodles and a drink,
The food was sickening so we stood and left the money,
It wasn't long after we left that I started to think,
How life just left me out on the gutter,
I tried to say something but it never came,
She looked at me like I'm some kind of nutter,
It was good I said nothing because it would have been something lame,
We walked for hours without a word,
We were close to where we needed to go,
Anything that we say now would just be unheard,
Both of us decided to leave it so,
I gave her a hug and said "Well, its been fun and swell",
Smiling she said "Yeah, I can't believe its just seven",
She turned around to the bright light and returned to heaven,
I walked down an alley...back into the pits of hell.
I told her its like a distorted dream close to a nightmare,
She replied "You've gotta be bluffing",
I said nothing and just gave her a glare,
I then said "I think its something I don't have right now",
Continuing this I said "I just don't know what it could be",
All she said was "Don't look at me, how should I know?",
So we just sat there our faces had no signs of glee,
Once again I broke the silence,
With the words "I'm like a rusty cog in a clock",
I continue "I think there is no need for my existence",
Ending what I had to said with "Life is such a fucking cock",
She laughed while exhaling the smoke from her fag,
After she stopped her piercing laughter thats always on a high pitch,
She said "Yeah, I know how life could be a drag",
After a puff she continues "Thats why sometimes its also known to be a bitch",
Hearing what she said I added "But she's a beautiful one",
Its totally the opposite of what I've said earlier,
She snorted and I added "But I swear God left it half-done",
Getting off the sidewalk I say "Fuck this, I need a beer",
We walked down the sidewalk,
Both trying to look for a way to avoid being hit by idiotic cars,
It was totally silent as we both didn't want to talk,
I turned around to talk to her but that was when I fell and was facing the stars,
She rushed to me but I could hear her laughter,
While helping me up she said "Thats the smartest thing you've done today",
I could've killed her but I was actually laughing and not in anger,
Whilst dusting myself off I said "Thanks, lets go get something to eat, I'll pay",
We found this little place to eat down a dark and dirty alley,
We both ordered a plate of noodles and a drink,
The food was sickening so we stood and left the money,
It wasn't long after we left that I started to think,
How life just left me out on the gutter,
I tried to say something but it never came,
She looked at me like I'm some kind of nutter,
It was good I said nothing because it would have been something lame,
We walked for hours without a word,
We were close to where we needed to go,
Anything that we say now would just be unheard,
Both of us decided to leave it so,
I gave her a hug and said "Well, its been fun and swell",
Smiling she said "Yeah, I can't believe its just seven",
She turned around to the bright light and returned to heaven,
I walked down an alley...back into the pits of hell.
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