This page is for my Poetry, Lyrics and other wordwit, not including stories and skits. They are all licensed under either GPL, GFDL or some Creative Commons license I haven’t decided which yet. Basically you can hack them, you can distribute them but please state that I was either original author or basis author for derivative works. If you want the source code (emotions and memories and experiences that caused me to write these, please feel free to email me).<\/p>\n
Warning<\/strong> the poetry and lyrics below, may be considered crazy, deranged or emo by some (which doesn’t make sense as most of it was written before the emo subculture was invented \/ discovered or defined.<\/strong>)<\/p>\n This Time (incomplete, I did have verses for this but I misplaced them before locating a writing implement) Chorus<\/p>\n This time it wasn’t a crime \u65e5\u672c\u8a9e\u7248<\/p>\n \u4eca\u56de\u72af\u7f6a\u304f\u306a\u3044 Block out the Sun\u00a0 lyrics (incomplete)<\/strong><\/p>\n They block out the Sun They block out the Sun And in the darkness, the madness reigns And still they block out the Sun They block out the Sun And in the darkness, the madness reigns But still, They block out the Sun They block out the Sun Crazy<\/strong><\/p>\n And I’d smile as you cry All in sweet time Blind to every emotion except pain Hell’s angel I’d be It’s too late For anyone who’s not afraid to be different, unique or special<\/p>\n The Rose<\/strong><\/p>\n Written 12\/2\/2004<\/p>\n The rose lay on the mantelpiece It remembered their youth and the joyous time spent Until they became old and frail, placed in nursing homes by the way So if you love somebody, heart or soul and you want to give a gift Show this to your friends and show them the true spirit and meaning of St Valentine’s Day.<\/p>\n Ice Cream <\/strong><\/p>\n Chocolate, Vanilla, Strawberry Drink Driving It’s 7:00pm and I’m going to a party They all say I ought’a Sam gives me two bottles for the road I drink down the 1st bottle Bang, Crack, Smash Though finally a man named Joe Then it’s the ambulance does arrive Junkies <\/strong><\/p>\n I wrote this before Thumbsucker, but the themes of Thumbsucker and this poem are quite similar.<\/p>\n Junkies all have the same aim To their high the junkies stick Junkies were people like us, the same So for the sick, dying, addicted junkies spare a thought Its not that …<\/strong><\/p>\n Its not that I can’t take a joke Its not that I can’t smile, laugh or play Its not that I mean to take the victim role Its not that time hasn’t healed all my old wounds Why do they fly<\/strong><\/p>\n Verse1<\/p>\n Everyone wants to beat me Everyone wants to beat me Chorus<\/p>\n Oh why do they fly so high ? Verse 2<\/p>\n Everyone wants to be rich these days Everyone wants to be rich these days Chorus Verse 3<\/p>\n Everyone wants instant pleasure Everyone wants instant pleasure Chorus<\/p>\n Oh why do they fly so high ? Why won’t you die ?<\/strong> Chorus<\/p>\n Why won’t you die !! Note: <\/strong> For those that know the original poems that I wrote on paper, these have had some modifications and some spelling and grammar revisions.<\/p>\n Riddles (created by me, answers given by request)<\/strong><\/p>\n All know me. What am I ?<\/p>\n Those who seek me, rarely find me. What am I ?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This page is for my Poetry, Lyrics and other wordwit, not including stories and skits. They are all licensed under either GPL, GFDL or some Creative Commons license I haven’t decided which yet. Basically you can hack them, you can distribute them but please state that I was either original author or basis author for derivative works. If you want the source code (emotions and memories and experiences that caused me to write these, please feel free to email me). Warning the poetry and lyrics below, may be considered crazy, deranged or emo by some (which doesn’t make sense as most of it was written before the emo subculture was […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"yoast_head":"\n
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\nNext time, who knows what damage will be done ?
\nThis time it wasn’t a crime
\nGod knows it sure wasn’t a lot of fun<\/p>\n
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\nThey block out the Sun
\nThey block out the Sun
\nAnd watch it all fall down<\/p>\n
\nThey block out the Sun
\nThey block out the Sun
\nAnd watch it all fall down<\/p>\n
\nYou pray to God, and hope you’re sane
\nYou begin to shift, you begin to change
\nInto something much more suitable<\/p>\n
\nThey block out the Sun
\nThey block out the Sun
\nAnd watch it all fall down<\/p>\n
\nThey block out the Sun
\nThey block out the Sun
\nAnd watch it all fall down<\/p>\n
\nYou pray to God, and hope you’re sane
\nYou begin to shift, you begin to change
\nInto something much more suitable<\/p>\n
\nThey block out the Sun
\nThey block out the Sun
\nAnd watch it all fall down<\/p>\n
\nThey block out the Sun
\nThey block out the Sun
\nAnd watch it all fall down<\/p>\n
\nI’d wait as you lie
\nPatiently till you die
\nJust to resurrect your soul<\/p>\n
\nSo much patience it’s a crime
\nNo hopes, no dreams
\nMy mind is filled with just your screams<\/p>\n
\nWishes to be crazy from one so sane
\nStabbed all over with invisible knives
\nNever belonged to any of the tribes<\/p>\n
\nJust to occupy my misery
\nDon’t bother to think of me<\/p>\n
\nMy soul is confiscate
\nFeeling irate at my own stupidity
\nThere is nothing left for me Except for madness, death and tyranny<\/p>\n
\nIts petals wilted and frail, way past their prime
\nThis rose remembered their joys and needful pleas
\nFor help, health, love and life in many ‘a bad time
\nThe rose held inside its spreaded bud all the memories and dreams
\nthat had become sublime<\/p>\n
\nWhen they went on picnics in the park and the passionate love letters they sent.
\nIt remembered their wedding in all its glory and bliss
\nFrom the tall white cake to their matrimonial kiss
\nIt remembered their long nights of erotic passion and the results of this
\nIt remembered their children three and the new found busyness
\nIt remembered when the kids left and left their house quiet
\nThey had children and houses of their own
\nLeaving their parents, in total solitude, all alone<\/p>\n
\nThey lived and died a happy life enjoying their lives’ trail
\nThis rose although wilted and frail
\nCould never share their fate
\nBecause this was the rose of St Valentine
\nAnd this rose was eternal and meant to last all time.<\/p>\n
\nGive them your blessing and the eternal rose of St Valentine<\/p>\n
\nMango, Butterscotch and fat free cherry
\nBanana, Rum & Raisin, Coffee
\nBubble Gum Blue, After Dinner Mint, and English Toffee
\nBoysenberry, Choc-Chip, Rainbow
\nPeach, Spearmint, I eat them real slow
\nLemon, Raspberry ripple and apricot
\nI’m so hungry, I could eat the lot
\nSingle, Double, doesn’t matter what
\nPlease sir I’ll have the lot
\nSonny could you repeat that order I’m a little deaf
\nPLEASE SIR I’LL HAVE THE LOT
\nSorry Sonny there is none left.<\/p>\n
\n<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nIt’s the 21 of my best mate Marty
\nEveryone is here
\nSam has brought the beer<\/p>\n
\nSo order a double scotch diluted with water
\nThen I have a can of VB
\nForgetting about my family’s alcoholic history
\nIt’s three in the morning, sun’s just about dawning<\/p>\n
\nI open the 1st bottle
\nThen I pull the choke and throttle
\nAnd swerve to miss a toad<\/p>\n
\n‘Relax’, I tell myself and lie back
\nI loosen my grip on the wheel and throttle
\nMan my driving skills are getting slack<\/p>\n
\nGlass is splintered all over the dash
\nOff the road and into a ditch I fall
\nI scream for help
\nBut the car muffles my call<\/p>\n
\nFinds me, gets his mobile
\nAnd rings triple 0.
\nI’m thankful that I am not alone<\/p>\n
\nThy get me out of this mess
\nIn the ambulance the medic said I would survive
\nBut I still wished, that I didn’t drink drive.<\/p>\n
\nJunkies all play the same high low game
\nJunkies get off whether on food , sex or drugs
\nBecause of their addictions, Junkies become thiefs, murderers and thugs<\/p>\n
\nWaiting for their next kick
\nCaught in a big deceitful trick<\/p>\n
\nBut they got stuck in the addiction game
\nWhether on WOW, sugar, caffeine, cocaine
\nAnything to support the escape from the pain<\/p>\n
\nFor the sticky web in which their caught.<\/p>\n
\nJust that too many jokes were taken on me
\nIts not that I can’t play a game
\nJust that too many games were broken for me<\/p>\n
\nJust that my experiences have caused my emotions to decay
\nIts not that I can’t love or trust
\nJust that my memories of somethings often are dust<\/p>\n
\nJust that when I got parts of me back from the silverbox, I didn’t feel quite whole
\nIts not that I mean be to shrouded in sadness and negativity
\nJust that for a quite a while that was my reality<\/p>\n
\nJust that scarred memory takes so much longer to improve
\nIts not that I am not happy
\nJust that I am still trying to let myself be free<\/p>\n
\nNo one wants to tie
\nEveryone wants to beat me
\nTrying to fly higher than the sky<\/p>\n
\nNo one wants to tie
\nEveryone wants to beat me
\nAnd the stress is making me cry<\/p>\n
\nOh why do they fly, fly, fly now ?
\nOh why they fly so high ?
\nOh why do they fly ?<\/p>\n
\nNo one wants to be poor
\nEveryone wants to be rich these days
\nCash, stocks, diamonds, oh whatever for<\/p>\n
\nNo one wants to be poor
\nEveryone wants to be rich these days
\nWith a Persian rug on their floor<\/p>\n
\nOh why do they fly so high ?
\nOh why do they fly, fly, fly now ?
\nOh why they fly so high ?
\nOh why do they fly ?<\/p>\n
\nNo one wants the pain
\nLiving a in bubble
\nIt drives me insane<\/p>\n
\nNo one wants the pain
\nEveryone wants instant pleasure
\nAlbeit heartlessness and disdain<\/p>\n
\nOh why do they fly, fly, fly now ?
\nOh why they fly so high ?
\nOh why do they fly ?<\/p>\n
\n(only written the chorus for this, well actually I did make up the verses but forget them before I found a pen.)<\/p>\n
\nYou’ve been electrified !!
\nYou’ve been deep fried !!
\nYou’ve shot in the head !!<\/p>\n
\nAll have me.
\nEternal I am.
\nI must be obeyed not matter what the cost.
\nThose who seek to be rid of me, will yield to me & still be stuck with me.
\nI make people love.
\nI make people hate.<\/p>\n
\nThey expect answers from things without tongues.
\nThey beg the wise for their wisdom, but the wise know better and say nothing.
\nFor I am not a question that can be answered but rather something else.
\nThose who ignore me, other stumble across me without realising, and only notice when I have gone.
\nYet they didn’t notice when I arrived.<\/p>\n