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Living on the Border
anon:
Kilnfried
once upon a time I was a child I tried so hard to please them I save the trees and kill the people wouldn?t it be great to die here now nothing they can say but get off me the burning bush lost its heat long ago I lie back relax watch my life overflow tear threw dead nutrients with a fine tooth comb runaway in the shadows that now are my home And the man in the can he is calling to me And the others our mothers their lying to me the parasites dropping I?m dying to be what I want but I can?t but I?m trying to see how she died now I?m all alone no place to call home the quizzes about who I am I was when I could be so maybe I should be so help me I?ll pay when I can tears are freeflowing my dark sides are showing bulletins riped down from trees men and graffitti spraypaint that can speak to me nobody wants to be hear were I am now I scream and I holler I wear a dog collar I wear what I want and I don?t have a father Holidays slip by and I never notice and all this time I?ve been gone Mature subject matter the pig the Madd Hatter noodle soup dinners and lunatic neighbors the mud that I wade threw to make my way out I see some horses the sunshine it blisters and me I am nothing but look you don?t know me so don?t try to hold me I aching to scratch my way back so many dreams ride past me as all these days mash into one driving and driving in endless circles not caring or sharing as long as its further away my buddy?s skate station he is my salvation I need it I already have it a back stabbing brother in a big blue van and evil is melting me here were I am
IN A CELL ALL ALONE AND WAITING TO .....die
Cera Ouish
anon:
vaseline running like water
razor cuts in the capillaries
AND I LAUGH
three days to soon she came
I didn?t want either one of you
black glue in the butchered hair
soak it up as I tell myself i?m normal
AND I SOAK
finger cuts deep and pulls out a line
AND I INHALE
and if I had a name
i?d give you my number
I?M SO SORRY
one more step and he?ll shoot
I STEP.
I FALL.
looks like Prozac days
I am the person bent the bowl
only trying to help myself
looks like good old Ritalin ways
ITCHING ITCHING ITCHING
FOR A CURE
so i scratch it.
Cera Ouish
[ This Message was edited by: Anon on 2003-12-02 11:12 ]
anon:
I am just a little creep with no real big ambition
I have myself a little gun I have my ammunition
I follow in the footsteps of those whom I have lost
I loved you now I hate you like fire gone to frost
I have no self esteem. I had it then I lost it.
I drew a line of sanity and then my friend I crossed it.
So now you do not know me
Not like you ever did
I pretty much was taken
and now I can not give.
Why are you doing this to me?
Why can't you fukkin see?
Why does it give you such a High?
What happen to the You and I?
We were never nothing
You've got to know
we were always something!
Baby Blue
the wastbasket waits to recieve your emotions. Love anger hate sorrow, all your insane notions.
I'm wetted down with ink and have no words with which to blott it.
Stay away from me, before I turn on you.
My hatred has run free, my heart truned baby blue.
SPARKLE WATER
I rage this war against myself
and I'm not the only casualty.
No ones leaving this play alive
This play of mass tranquility.
Curtain call and I walk
Curtain drops, I stumble & fall.
Tripped by my material needs
Look out to the gawking creeds
Silent whisper becomes a roar
I pick myself up off the floor
AND I WAS FORCED TO BOW DOWN TO THE CROWD LAUGHING AT ME.
I rage this war aginst myself
And I'm not the only casualty
Take ten paces back and fire
See who falls first to their knees
Cera Ouish
[ This Message was edited by: anon on 2004-01-07 15:07 ]
anon:
The sun went down but I can't find the moon
My hands are broken
and swollen and wet
From the fight in the street last night
the room is so dark
but I can still see
I'm ahead of you but your in front of me
My eyes are bloodshot
and swollen and wet
From the fight in the street last night
I can't figure out how I got here
And even worse, how to get out
I'm happy right here where I am
But mad cause I can't break out
And the fight in the street
I was watching out my window
Cera Ouish
UP
Swallow what your thinking
sink into our world.
They fill with hard compassion
They know that you've been hurt.
So feel yourself falling
into what we say.
Leap into the pit of trends
You'll be safe that way.
Darkness drowning all that lives
Never is enough
Babies sneaking from their cribs
There's no such thing as love.
Friends stab you in the back
Watch the black blood pour.
Anyway to stay on track
Always back for more.
Flannel angels blue and gray
Legs of wood and trees of skin
Hate is growing every day
Bloated clouds of sin.
Anything to make it stop
Depression is a whore.
Anything to stay on track
beg them give me more.
Never felt what we all should
Don't know if I ever could.
Cera Ouish
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