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Written 3-4-97
All day long
We strive
We sit down to rest
Are we alive
We each have our own obsession
Each a common goal
Do a certain job each day
Play a specific role
Some of us ask questions
But nobody gets the answer
For life is not about getting answers
It’s about making answers
Each day breeds new thoughts
Don’t cry it’ll be alright
We must conquer night
Conceal the mind
Pour the glass full
Would you like a drink
Take a sip
Stop and think
The beat continues on
The rhythm takes control
It ripped
It gripped
Entrapped your soul
It’s done and gone
So long
So long

Written 3-9-97
I can’t believe the things I said
The things that I just said
The things I thought were locked away
Deep inside my head
The drug enduced the things to breathe
To come alive again
To crawl around inside my brain
To be free once again
I worked for hours day and night
You surely put them away
To deal with them all individually
When I feel like it that day
But something in my body
Tossed them the magic key
They slipped it in
Unlocked the door
Now they posess me
I now must search to find the way
To capyure them where they must stay
I take a breathe and swallow all
My whole existance
Yes
It will fall

Unknown Date
To the dawn we rise
To the shame we hide
We look to the sky
For that majestic ride
The stars are numbered beyond our minds
Dreams fly forth protruding from the inner child of the womb
Flowing from the veins of imagination
Tis the thoughts that churn the soul
The night creeps away to leave us alone
To collide into a barrage of endless possibilities
What, is up to the beholder of the immaculate
In the wonder we thrive
If the thoughts are gone
Then so are you

Written 3-9-97
The rhythm is broken
I still don’t care
Complacence is shattered
Is that fair
Society tried to make me what I am
Attempts to mold me into what I’ll be
But I follow what I feel
Not just what I see
I may see a person
Who wants to be my friend
I may see the beginning
But what I feel is the end
I cannot comprehend
The end
A voice tells me something
My heart tells me no
The lips repeat the repeating words
My mind says it’s not so
The candle burned to the right
But it was the left to me
I do what I feel to do
Not just what I see

Unknown Date
The sun overwhelmed by the burden of humanity
Man’s carelessness tossed in the sea
Overlooked and not thought about
The eternal light is dying out
What once was strong and full of light
Dwindles slowly and flickers out of sight
No more life and no more fire
Superfluous use of things so dire
A wasted land
A grain of sand
Blows in the wind
Like a phantom hand
Listening closely
What do you hear
Tortured happiness turned to fear
I search the darkness
But nobody’s there
A dank wind blew through my locks of hair
The sickening stinch of life now dead
I opened my eyes
And
Rose from my bed
Twas it only a dream
Or reality hath spoken
Dreams
Given to us as a mere token

Written 1-18-97
The mist of the moon looks upon us all
Stumble in the ancient rain
An elusive cure to the advocation of pain
I took a look in the glimmering reflection
What
Was upon us all
I danced along the brain
And I kissed the immaculately strange
You took my hand and sucked the air
I took a dream from my lock of hair
The shadow shown down upon the night
My heart skipped
I felt my fright
When all hope cleared
The years were gone
My soul shown down upon the yearling fawn
My heart again quivered
My mind distraught
My life had passed
The days forgot
My mother stood on top my grave
My love once again
Was all she crave

Written 1-7-97
Feelings from long ago
Hidden beneath an immense amount of memories
Resurrected as the result of growing
Always there
Yet out of sight
A glimpse reminds us what was there
A gentle scent flying through the air
Nobody said that love was fair
Decisions to make
Paths to take
All done
For love’s sake
Hearts penetrate the darkness of a thousand days passed
Blackness that once surrounded life
I took her hand
And
Past feelings were reborn
In the Gentlest kiss.

Written 12-22-96

Life
A broad spectrum of hate befalls upon us all
Melting down all over our bare, nude minds
One on top of another
Layers of hypocrisy
Fuck you, no, fuck you, no, fuck us all
Drowning all that was ever imagined
Our souls crumble from our bodies
Tainted by feelings of hatred
A glimmering moon shining down upon the Earth
Reminds us of our wondrous birth
Developed minds able to reason
A magnificent feat with changing seasons
Thoughts belong to sacred legions
Rapping against a wall of stone
Smoke returns it’s ancient throne
Fire burns deep with unlimited power
I remember too, that long lost hour
I felt a love like an eternal shower of dreams and hope passed me by
with no more than a hello
I ran to an open field where I found my life distraught
Where it was It had forgot
Time to go to that dancing ring of a realm called peace
Tickling my feet
Green grass crawls from a vast bed of decomposed life
which wandered lives before ours
Don’t look back
Push on and on
Halt
No more thinking
Go, just go
Something cold all around me
No worse than a thick blanket of snow
Yet Red
Dark dark red
A crimson vail of wonder
Curiosity
Faces fluttering around me
A small bug falls from the sky
Burial at open air
Fields long behind me
Run I say, run
Yet do not exceed lifes limit
A pace no one understands
Intelligence is not enough to comprehend
Did you see it?
There was blood everywhere
No, did you?
Yes, there was blood everywhere
I saw it, did you?
I took a walk down the long corridor of my mind
Many frightful things I saw
Did you see it?
There was blood everywhere
Tiny holes
Light could not escape
It kept flowing and flowing
It refused to stop
My love was not enough
My need, passion, fear
The trip came to an abrupt stop
Flung forward
Yes
All the way Forward
I got down on my knees and begged
To whom,
I do not know
But the trees were calling
The grass said so
I obeyed
Our mother of all Nature
Give homage to what?
Emaciated bodies lie around
Did they listen?
I jumped up and began to dance around and around and around
Dizzy
I fell
Spinning
It was all so clear
Only I can’t remember!

Written 12-27-96

My Poetry
A drawn conclusion
A desolate solution
Welcome
To my land of illusion
Taken in by the resolution
The mind is filled with senseless pollution
I tell you this
It’s beyond confusion
The creator is I
Yet
There is no
Father
Mother
Protector
There is only God
But
Nobody knows whom shall be
Last call
Entrance is forbidden
There’s a way out
But it remains hidden
The cool long night slithered by
I took a dream from your eye
And fed the night
A maelstrom of anger
Distortion of acknowledging the fact that
Destruction is upon us all

Written 12-14-96
Pouring forth upon a rage of madness
Twising within pain
A path of pleasure riddled with guilt
A soul decends in front of me
Laugh in it’s face
You are no soul
Darkened by feelings of happiness
You wretch
The day is reborn as night
A cowards way to face the problem
An astute assumption evolves into a mind of inanimate
power
Anihalated by nothing at all
Why is you say what not you say
A steady rhythm of lies demolishes faith
An unknown denomination of HATE
AGGREVATION
FRUSTRATION
Nerves shot
Reloaded
Ready to explode

Written 12-27-96
A love drawn shield of unyielding power
Eternity
Draws nearer the hour
I stripped my mind
I became a flower
In desperate need of an immortal shower
The walk was long
Days
Years
Seconds
Perhaps
I searched for the world where I belong
A darkened view by angry towers
Resurrected in front of my path
I started to turn like a fear struck coward
Yet stopped
And turned
To face my wall
I gazed at it
But it would not fall
Hand carved souls trapped within
I wondered if love could be a sin
I scaled the wall on top the mind
But there
Could I Find
An echo of laughter soon was heard
But only that
Not a single word
I spread my wings like an ancient bird
But couldn’t soar
Anymore

"Ann"
Of a marvelous night when the sky so bloomed
In the darkest shadows, secrets loomed
Confusion wrought with pain
Try to hide, it's all in vain
Forgotten among so few
The rose is stripped it's morning's dew
Wither and wilt in the illuminating day
No thoughts as to what they say
Harsh woods of the absence in me
Love, soaked with Animosity

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