DID YOU?
DID YOU EVER LOVE A GIRL
BUT KNEW SHE DIDN’T CARE
DI DYOU EVER FEEL LIKE CRYING
BUT KNEW YOU’D GET NOWHERE
DID YOU EVER SEE HER DANCING
WHEN THE LIGHTS WERE DOWN LOW
DID YOU EVER WHISPER GOD I LOVE YOU
BUT NEVER LET HER KNOW
DID YOU EVER LOOK INTO HER EYES
AND SAY A LITTLE PRAYER
DID YOU EVER LOOK INTO HER HEART
AND WISH THAT YOU WERE THERE
DON’T EVER FALL IN LOVE
IT DOESN’T PAY A DIME
IT ONLY CAUSES BROKEN HEARTS
YET IT HAPPENS ALL THE TIME
DON’T EVER FALL IN LOVE MY FRIEND
YOU’LL HURT BEFORE IT’S THROUGH
YOU SEE I OUGHT TO KNOW
I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Street Life ( Another poem from my highschool years)
STREET LIFE
HERE I SIT
ALONE AND SCARED
WONDERING IF MY
PARENTS CARED
THAT I GOT UP
AND RAN AWAY
NOT TO BE IN THAT
HOUSE ANOTHER DAY
I SIT ON A CORNER
FREEZING COLD
AND BEYOND MY YEARS
I’M GROWING OLD
I BEG AND STEAL
JUST TO EAT
I NO LONGER HAVE SHOES
TO COVER MY FEET
PEOPLE SPIT AND FROWN
AND CURSE AT MY SIGHT
BUT LET’S SEE THEM,
MAKE IT THROUGH A WINTERS NIGHT
TO GET THROUGH THE DAY
I HAD TO GET HIGH
GETTING DRUGS ON THE STREET
WAS AS EASY AS PIE
THE SAME NEEDLE WAS
USED BY US ALL
THE SKINNY THE FAT
THE SHORT AND TALL
I HAD A FRIEND DIE
NEARLY BY THE WEEK
BUT NO ONE CARED
JUST ONE LESS FREAK
BECAUSE TO THE REST
OF THE WORLD WE’RE JUST SCUM
SITTING ON THE CORNER
ALL FROZEN AND NUMB
NOW I LAY DEAD
JUST ANOTHER STAT
AND SOCIETY WONDERS
HOW I LIVED LIKE THAT
HERE I SIT
ALONE AND SCARED
WONDERING IF MY
PARENTS CARED
THAT I GOT UP
AND RAN AWAY
NOT TO BE IN THAT
HOUSE ANOTHER DAY
I SIT ON A CORNER
FREEZING COLD
AND BEYOND MY YEARS
I’M GROWING OLD
I BEG AND STEAL
JUST TO EAT
I NO LONGER HAVE SHOES
TO COVER MY FEET
PEOPLE SPIT AND FROWN
AND CURSE AT MY SIGHT
BUT LET’S SEE THEM,
MAKE IT THROUGH A WINTERS NIGHT
TO GET THROUGH THE DAY
I HAD TO GET HIGH
GETTING DRUGS ON THE STREET
WAS AS EASY AS PIE
THE SAME NEEDLE WAS
USED BY US ALL
THE SKINNY THE FAT
THE SHORT AND TALL
I HAD A FRIEND DIE
NEARLY BY THE WEEK
BUT NO ONE CARED
JUST ONE LESS FREAK
BECAUSE TO THE REST
OF THE WORLD WE’RE JUST SCUM
SITTING ON THE CORNER
ALL FROZEN AND NUMB
NOW I LAY DEAD
JUST ANOTHER STAT
AND SOCIETY WONDERS
HOW I LIVED LIKE THAT
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Blasts From The Past
So here I am looking around some old emails and I find an email that I sent to myself from my parents computer after I moved out of their house. This email contains a number of poems that I wrote in my highschool years, approximately 15 years ago. So I thought for shits and giggles I would share these with you, so my next few posts will be these found poems.......good times good times!!!
So here we go.....
HOW
THE RAINBOWS SHOWING
THE POT OF GOLD
TELLING THE SADEST STORY
THAT’S EVER BEEN TOLD
IT RINGS OUT LIKE
A CHILDS CRY
IT MAKES ME THINK
AND WONDER WHY
SEEING THE PAIN
THAT YOU GO THROUGH
MAKES ME WONDER
WHY IT HAPPENS TO YOU
I WISH I COULD SAVE YOU
FROM YOUR UNDENIABLE FATE
I JUST HOPE AND PRAY
THAT I’M NOT TO LATE
YOUR SMILE BRIGHTENS
UP EVERYDAY BUT
YOUR TEARS CHASE
THAT JOY AWAY
SO YOU MADE
A LITTLE MISTAKE
BUT A REASON TO HIT YOU
THAT DOES NOT MAKE
THIS IS SOMETHING
I CAN’T BELIEVE HE DID
HOW CAN SOMEONE
HIT THEIR KID
So here we go.....
HOW
THE RAINBOWS SHOWING
THE POT OF GOLD
TELLING THE SADEST STORY
THAT’S EVER BEEN TOLD
IT RINGS OUT LIKE
A CHILDS CRY
IT MAKES ME THINK
AND WONDER WHY
SEEING THE PAIN
THAT YOU GO THROUGH
MAKES ME WONDER
WHY IT HAPPENS TO YOU
I WISH I COULD SAVE YOU
FROM YOUR UNDENIABLE FATE
I JUST HOPE AND PRAY
THAT I’M NOT TO LATE
YOUR SMILE BRIGHTENS
UP EVERYDAY BUT
YOUR TEARS CHASE
THAT JOY AWAY
SO YOU MADE
A LITTLE MISTAKE
BUT A REASON TO HIT YOU
THAT DOES NOT MAKE
THIS IS SOMETHING
I CAN’T BELIEVE HE DID
HOW CAN SOMEONE
HIT THEIR KID
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