Tuesday, August 3, 2010
I like to over think things
Everything good,
A timeless memory of the past,
Unknown future,
Dreams murdered,
Like a slow poison,
It cancers the mind,
And you weep to be a child,
Once more,
“Bring it back, bring it back”, you shout
As they lock you away for the mentally ill.
You are a breach of god’s tragic flaw,
They must hide it,
Keep it safe,
You are “it”
Why live this life of brutality?
Slaves to achievement,
Accomplishments are illusions,
Oasis is a fictional escape,
There is no escape,
Only death.
But the death of you will only be of passing of age,
For you are the fault of god,
To murder one’s self would be murder by god.
There is no escape,
So what do people say?
“Suck it up,”
“Deal with it,”
They are right now,
It is bullshit that is true
But there are ones to love,
Ones to cherish that make this miserable life worth listening to
On replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
But keep them close to you,
You may lose your sanity to a lifetime of eternal weeping
So what is my life...my life is great. This poem is not a reflection of myself or my life at all...it is a reflection of certain points in my life...what do you do with those moments? You struggle and look to blame some other person or thing rather than yourself but we must look to us and say we are the only ones that can pull ourselves through the shitty times in life. Life sucks sometimes but life does not suck for me. I have people I love and care about; I have a passion and a passion worth pursuing. I must hold onto those people in my mind and always remember them no matter where I go and what I do but most importantly, make this life worth living. People tell us that all the time but when you think about it... they are right you know. We only got one shot, why not make it all a pleasant memory so that when we look back we have no regrets....obviously I’m in one of my philosophical moods...I’m just tired xD but sometimes I like to over think things. : )
anyway, asldfjalsdfkajsdf LOL now my head hurts xD
Goodnight.
A timeless memory of the past,
Unknown future,
Dreams murdered,
Like a slow poison,
It cancers the mind,
And you weep to be a child,
Once more,
“Bring it back, bring it back”, you shout
As they lock you away for the mentally ill.
You are a breach of god’s tragic flaw,
They must hide it,
Keep it safe,
You are “it”
Why live this life of brutality?
Slaves to achievement,
Accomplishments are illusions,
Oasis is a fictional escape,
There is no escape,
Only death.
But the death of you will only be of passing of age,
For you are the fault of god,
To murder one’s self would be murder by god.
There is no escape,
So what do people say?
“Suck it up,”
“Deal with it,”
They are right now,
It is bullshit that is true
But there are ones to love,
Ones to cherish that make this miserable life worth listening to
On replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
Replay
But keep them close to you,
You may lose your sanity to a lifetime of eternal weeping
So what is my life...my life is great. This poem is not a reflection of myself or my life at all...it is a reflection of certain points in my life...what do you do with those moments? You struggle and look to blame some other person or thing rather than yourself but we must look to us and say we are the only ones that can pull ourselves through the shitty times in life. Life sucks sometimes but life does not suck for me. I have people I love and care about; I have a passion and a passion worth pursuing. I must hold onto those people in my mind and always remember them no matter where I go and what I do but most importantly, make this life worth living. People tell us that all the time but when you think about it... they are right you know. We only got one shot, why not make it all a pleasant memory so that when we look back we have no regrets....obviously I’m in one of my philosophical moods...I’m just tired xD but sometimes I like to over think things. : )
anyway, asldfjalsdfkajsdf LOL now my head hurts xD
Goodnight.
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Jesse I miss you.
ReplyDeleteDon't think to much!
I wanna see a happy clear minded Jesse when I get back. :3
That poem was amazing btw.
I know a pretty awesome poet. >;D
aLSDFJAsdfl I won't have a clear mind until i see your face : )
ReplyDeletedo you know a pretty awesome poet? >XD
btw
ReplyDeleteI miss you too Carla.
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