Random poetry

ranting

broke broke broke be my motto

to echo through the eternity of bill collectors and high gas prices

god hath not forsaken me but certainly he doth torture me

in an attempt to satiate his quest for control

by taking away that which your comfortable with to show you the world as it is

a land of battle where both sinner and saint battle, not against each-other but beside each-other for we are all brothers

some simply fall quicker than others

so as i lay awake

this case of insomnia i lie in wake of

i wonder, if money is transitory, why bother

if matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration why not simply create

create a new eden, an eden to squelch out the friends in digital ages, the soda pops, the endless buildings

tear it all down

there needs to be enough eden to go around

but alas thats not where our souls are bound

so shoulder to Hitler and Gandhi and push back the tide if only to keep us for a moment longer in this concrete desert

12 o'clock and alone

My self

my self

my own

my oh so lonely only

my life when shes not around

my life to which i am bound

forever missing her when she is gone

forever joyus when shes around

forever and ever

life of a coke man

Hair a mess, just been dressed

eyes bloodshot from all this stress

no one to talk to

none to hold

your job makes you ever old

paranoia creeping in

is this gods punishment for all your sin

thinking of your loverlies in bed

that thought alone fills you with dread

for another twelver in a cue

stocking, ordering, in painful shoes

and hey it's still three hours before anyone else gets up

you picked your poison coca-cola man not quit your bitchin' and man up

With out words to describe

Behind my mask no more,

I found someone to be with forever more,

Someone you can handle seeing the alien i really am,

Someone who needs nothing of money , bright lights, or glam

I actually miss this person while she's away

Both my love for and thoughts of her grow each day

She's is someone i'd willing shed my life's blood for

Yet the first person who's love it's not required for

No more dwindling down my hopes and dreams

Hoping a land of peace, the new path leads

No more crying

No more fighting

No more dying on the inside

So now i must reside

In the house that love built

Becoming a "more" man while my heart adamant

That i may actually survive this crash landing on earth with my happiness intact

Best Regards,

Love Struck Alien

Alone yet resolute
Lonely but no longer a failure
Craving someone, yet too scarred to see my options
Happily away from the one who caused me harm
my soul now free to wander towards whatever future goal god has set me towards
Though I realize that her betrayal has irrevocably altered my course
I shall simply seek to prove myself to the only person i should have been to begin with
myself
I will become a ravenous and selfish beast and for this fact alone I know what that means
more loneliness, less sadness, less drama, less caring if I offended an endlessly upset girl
yet no hugging, no kissing, no one to wake up next to, no one to pour out my love towards

But hell at least we weren't married when she started fucking someone else

Simple request

unaccomplished
alone
naked in a swarm of maggots as my soul simply tries to rot in peace
discontented by the slings and arrows that tore me assunder
discontented by a death that was birthed by someone else

why must my heart hurt for others misfourtuune
why must my hand be slapped for others misdeeds
this death was meant for them not I

It wasn't me who stole from you in the early years
It wasn't me who killed you're son
It wasn't me who ignored you for so long that you thought I was deaf
It wasn't me but I must go on draped in their garb and surrounded by the smell of their demise

I simply ask you give me the strength to pull my helmet snug and fight my way through their drauma and malign misfourtune.

a simple request but one that carries the burden of a thousand generations with it

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As i step further down the path that is my life i have to ask myself and now, in essence, you why? Why do I feel nothing, no darkness in night no brightness in day, no anything.................it's as if a while back someone simply pulled the plug on my heart. I can't feel love anymore than saddness.........the only emotion that can be expressed is anger! anger at the losses of life, anger in the losses in love! It's as if i tried to bleed all my bad blood out and found that all of it lay on the ground, that all the hope and light I once held lay right beside the darkend sorrow, that all of me is gone, that all of me.............maybee im just crazy, maybee ive just put up walls because of all the heart break i felt earlier in life, from the fact that i legitmatly fell in love with people who felt it was a frivalous word, maybee i was crazy all along and now im finally sane..................maybe i just wanna feel....................maybe maybes are frivalous words thrown out when a persons to scared to go down that dark tunnel, maybe im crazy for thanking im crazy, maybee were all crazy, maybe just you are for reading this. im going to find out, im going to light the dark tunnels with napalm and see what demons come scurrying out............................... i like that idea use my only emotion felt to route out its brothers...................nite i gotta lot to thank bout n i gotta figure out how to light a torch!