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Accidently on Purpose
And
i wish it was raining
i want to drown
like Ophelia--
shakespeare knew
it gets so hard to listen to
the same broken soundtrack
of wondering whether to be.
And
my wrists are too perfect
unmarred and white
i’m sorry, stoic
i’m coming, i’m coming,
wait for me, I’m coming.
And
i’d kill for a killing cigarette
typing with one finger because it
goes slower
the noise patters
but doesn’t end the
vicious sounds
of my mother
brother
father screaming
And
i hide the bottles in my room
i hide the razor in my desk
i hide the pills in my bed stand
And
I know
i can go
i don’t need the angels
i don’t need any help
i need to go away
And
it needs to rain
so i can drown
And
they can all say,
“it was an accident
the water filled her lungs.
in her amazement
she didn’t shut her mouth
as she gazed longingly at the sky”
And
i wish it was raining
i want to drown
like Ophelia--
shakespeare knew
it gets so hard to listen to
the same broken soundtrack
of wondering whether to be.
And
my wrists are too perfect
unmarred and white
i’m sorry, stoic
i’m coming, i’m coming,
wait for me, I’m coming.
And
i’d kill for a killing cigarette
typing with one finger because it
goes slower
the noise patters
but doesn’t end the
vicious sounds
of my mother
brother
father screaming
And
i hide the bottles in my room
i hide the razor in my desk
i hide the pills in my bed stand
And
I know
i can go
i don’t need the angels
i don’t need any help
i need to go away
And
it needs to rain
so i can drown
And
they can all say,
“it was an accident
the water filled her lungs.
in her amazement
she didn’t shut her mouth
as she gazed longingly at the sky”
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The Journey
Beneath my skin, my veins pulse with desire
To know why I am here.
As I journey to find the answers to life,
I sail through the monotonous seas
That stretch forever beyond the horizon.
As my ship sails towards the dry land,
Mountains tower before me,
Filling me with both awe and intimidation.
But the mountains are eroding as time passes by,
Into merely fragments of what they once were.
I move my eyes and watch the glaciers
Melt slowly into rivers.
But even though they disappear,
They melt to provide water for all life on this planet.
You could say rivers are created by glaciers for a purpose.
I ponder those mountains and glac
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Labyrinth of the Physical Form
You dare to wander throughout the catacombs
And search every scum-filled corner
In search of something you may never find.
Be careful,
For the blood dripping down the walls will stain your white shirt
And the grim underneath will wear your feet down.
You'll become entangled in the tendrils of my faults,
And the sins will ensnare you in a death grip.
The air is suffocating
And the walls drip with poison of the mind.
The inner passage
To my heart, somehow still beating,
Is not worthwhile,
Yet you insist on finding the me
That's still lost in a dream.
You shine so bright
In my darkness,
I don't want to put you out.
Literature
Pacific
October, and the
sky is on the ground again;
boats on a small sea.
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I wrote this in 2004, and did a little polishing on it today. I think I can finally submit it, lol.
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Again, you've hit the barbed needle on the head with this one. I'm glad you felt this one was up to snuff, lol We know how stingy you are with some of your unreleased masterpieces.