And yet some more, just tell me when you are sick of my poetry. Dec. 31st, 2006

Demon God
Roads of wisdom follow paths of righteousness
Trails of sorrows cut through forests of despair
Slowly flying around the air are bugs of mistrust
Questioning the rules of the great one is deadly
He who creates has the ability to destroy
All bow down in a futile attempt to control things
Trying one's patience is the great one.
Hoping to mess you up so he can do his bidding
Kicking your ass with little things that are so annoying
Followers who are devout try to knock you off your pedestal

Damaged
Psycho and unstable, life is fucking crazy
I don't know which is way is up or down
I know the visions in my head are not real
I see ghosts and hallucinate crazy beings
Dragons and ghouls who want my flesh
Spectres and goblins show love my brains
Wouldn't you call this thinkings of the insane

Glasses of Imagination
Snowflakes fall on my head like soft raindrops
Blowing the wind like a sheet of white
Normally you can't see the wind blow
But in my world, life is much different
Speaking and hearing are not senses
Only living, dying, and imagining sights

Missing You
When I see you in pain it makes me insane
My heart breaks when you shed those tears of sorrow
I really feel wrong if I ask 'What's the matter?'
You look so down and out, I can't help you if you don't share
I think of all the days you smiled and wish you could again.
The cold shoulder hurts when I know I can't comfort you.
Almost and forever we are lost and forgotten
I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried, I guess
                     I Failed.

Today
People continue to walk along with death
It's kind of hard to imagine things without drugs
I always laughed at those who were weak
Now I see it's not weakness that does it
It's the power of free-will and addiction
I would love to see the way things turn out
Curiosity is the worst thing for all of us
It makes people want to get crazy on drugs
I can't help but feel the pains of heartache
For those still suffering I shall pray
For the Devil has temptations for all of us Today.

Second Chances
Feeling and wondering why me and not you.
I can only see the bad things in life.
You only have one chance to brighten my day.
If you fail, I am lost forever and ever.
I don't want to be this way and I want to change.
Chaos agents run around and cause complete deviousness.
Careful, careful, I tell myself, the speed is fast.
Difficult and unbelievable how life is.
I stand alone or so I thought for a while.
But everyone is around with a helping hand.
I could be hard-headed and say 'No.'
But I want this, and I am starving for it.
Disaster strikes and someone dies.
Relapse prevention everyone talks about.
But nobody wants to follow the rules.
Everyone wants to think and fly around.
On drugs and highs that do no good.
I am trying everyday.  The more that fail,
The more that give up, The more I hunger.
I want everything from life.
I already tried drugs, so I guess that's over.
What I need to try, is living.
Because dying obviously is no fun.
And I really want the pain to be over.
But Death brings nothing and Life brings ME!

Open Eyes
Thinking of that special someone.
Man, you feel like you're high.
Then someone comes along and pokes you.
All that hot air deflates and leaves you empty.
But you push on ever stronger.
Knowing where the vulnerable spots are.
Now you can get stronger by working.
Keeping the mind tuned to a specific frequency.
Like a radio station that you enjoy.
You know where it is, tune it in when you need it.
But keep it off when you are working.
Work should be daily at first.
Just until you train yourself to do it.
The radio is a distraction.  It makes you forget.
Without work the pain will be constant.
So how about trying a daily routine.
My radio is broken for now.
When I am hungry for a little comfort.
Maybe I will get it fixed.
Message to Self:  Leave the Radio Behind!
Because I can't move forward with it playing.
But when I get where I am going.
I will know the time to hear the music.
You will only fall down over and over.
Love makes us all fools.  We have no control.
      But we can manage...