Try as I may
To hide my sympathy
You didn't dance to the piper
Yet you pay his fee
It's not your fault
a tear drop runs my cheek
There's nothing I can do
Despite my strenght I feel weak
Birth not your choice
Though you are stuck doing the time
No stay of excecution
Your first breath your only crime
Live your life in pin
A society's harsh blow
Shut the door and lock it
So the neighbors will not know
Locked away in a closet
A dark corner or padded room
Commited despite the fact
Your life itself is hell
The tears I shed for you
For I myself am blessed
From the path of pain and social strife
Death is your only rest
MY EYES ROLL WITH PASSION
AND YOURS WITH PAIN
I EXHALT THE PLEASURE
YOU HARBOR THE SHAME
A BODY RIPPED WITH MUSCLES
BRUISED WRIST FROM THE HANDCUFFS
A LIFE WITHOUT TROUBLE
BROKEN HOME, SHATTERED DREAMS
ABEAUTIFUL FAMILY
POVERTY AND DESTITUTION
LIFE, THE BEST IT CAN BE
I LOVE WHO I AM
YOU DESPISE WHO YOU ARE
I REVEL IN MY FREEDOM
AND YOU DIE BEHIND BARS
The music blarring in the background, I lie here thinking pleasant thoughts of she and I together.What is it about this woman that appeals to me so? I feel this love for her in my heart, despite the fact my intellect says it's not there. Common sense tells us to listen to our intellect, It knows best. NOT! What good is all the passion and love that I feel, if I let it be over ridden by my intelligence. Matters of love cannot be dealt with on a logical plain. Love is illogical! Do opposites attract, yes. Do similars attract, yes. Well which is it? It's both! Don't ask me to explain it. I am both unschooled and inexperienced in the topic. I just realize that there is a chance that has to be taken. As with any other chance, there is the possibilty that you might come out on the down sid of the situation. Suck it up and drive on! You won't get anywhere in this sorry world by dwelling on your loss.Look at the positive and strive to expand on it. So she broke your heart, cherish the times you had together and look for another to have good times with! Despite the society in wjich I am living, I don't mean sex! Reproduction, not recreation! That's my motto! Besides, I don't believe in sex. I believe in 'making love'. As the name implies, it is an act to further strenghten a strong emotional bond between two people. He says, "I love her, and her, and her..." No, he's in love with the feeling recieved by the act of reproduction. YEAH, it feels GOOD! It has to, otherwise people woukd never strive to maintain the species. Which is the purpose for lovr and all the rest of that good stuff. Love is a strong and confusing emotion. Sex is for the future, not fun. And all this shit so the Human race can survive! Go figure!
You know those BRIGHT yellow stickers they put on your prescriptions with warnings and side effects and such, They mean it! I not so accidentally took one of my meds and washed it down with a Rolling Rock! For those not familiar with the name, its BEER! Let's just say that I wasn't all there last night! I noticed that my friend count dropped, so I must've pissed someone off, but I can't figure out who. The number of pix looked longer, actually. I guess there is a way to block your profile from the public or something, but, I was looking om my page... Any way! I also noticed that I wrote and posted a poem that I don't remember doing. I went to the Dr. today, mainly cause I can hardly walk due to a pinched nerve in my back. But I got a solid scolding from Madam Dr. about my meds. She made some adjustments to them, so we'll see how that goes. I FINALLY found most of my older poetry and will maybe put up one a day till I run out. Then I guesss I'll have to make more! 'Nuff for now, I gotta go take my Booger to gymnastics. YES, I'm taking my DAUGHTER to gymnastics! LOL later
To hide my sympathy
You didn't dance to the piper
Yet you pay his fee
It's not your fault
a tear drop runs my cheek
There's nothing I can do
Despite my strenght I feel weak
Birth not your choice
Though you are stuck doing the time
No stay of excecution
Your first breath your only crime
Live your life in pin
A society's harsh blow
Shut the door and lock it
So the neighbors will not know
Locked away in a closet
A dark corner or padded room
Commited despite the fact
Your life itself is hell
The tears I shed for you
For I myself am blessed
From the path of pain and social strife
Death is your only rest
MY EYES ROLL WITH PASSION
AND YOURS WITH PAIN
I EXHALT THE PLEASURE
YOU HARBOR THE SHAME
A BODY RIPPED WITH MUSCLES
BRUISED WRIST FROM THE HANDCUFFS
A LIFE WITHOUT TROUBLE
BROKEN HOME, SHATTERED DREAMS
ABEAUTIFUL FAMILY
POVERTY AND DESTITUTION
LIFE, THE BEST IT CAN BE
I LOVE WHO I AM
YOU DESPISE WHO YOU ARE
I REVEL IN MY FREEDOM
AND YOU DIE BEHIND BARS
The music blarring in the background, I lie here thinking pleasant thoughts of she and I together.What is it about this woman that appeals to me so? I feel this love for her in my heart, despite the fact my intellect says it's not there. Common sense tells us to listen to our intellect, It knows best. NOT! What good is all the passion and love that I feel, if I let it be over ridden by my intelligence. Matters of love cannot be dealt with on a logical plain. Love is illogical! Do opposites attract, yes. Do similars attract, yes. Well which is it? It's both! Don't ask me to explain it. I am both unschooled and inexperienced in the topic. I just realize that there is a chance that has to be taken. As with any other chance, there is the possibilty that you might come out on the down sid of the situation. Suck it up and drive on! You won't get anywhere in this sorry world by dwelling on your loss.Look at the positive and strive to expand on it. So she broke your heart, cherish the times you had together and look for another to have good times with! Despite the society in wjich I am living, I don't mean sex! Reproduction, not recreation! That's my motto! Besides, I don't believe in sex. I believe in 'making love'. As the name implies, it is an act to further strenghten a strong emotional bond between two people. He says, "I love her, and her, and her..." No, he's in love with the feeling recieved by the act of reproduction. YEAH, it feels GOOD! It has to, otherwise people woukd never strive to maintain the species. Which is the purpose for lovr and all the rest of that good stuff. Love is a strong and confusing emotion. Sex is for the future, not fun. And all this shit so the Human race can survive! Go figure!
You know those BRIGHT yellow stickers they put on your prescriptions with warnings and side effects and such, They mean it! I not so accidentally took one of my meds and washed it down with a Rolling Rock! For those not familiar with the name, its BEER! Let's just say that I wasn't all there last night! I noticed that my friend count dropped, so I must've pissed someone off, but I can't figure out who. The number of pix looked longer, actually. I guess there is a way to block your profile from the public or something, but, I was looking om my page... Any way! I also noticed that I wrote and posted a poem that I don't remember doing. I went to the Dr. today, mainly cause I can hardly walk due to a pinched nerve in my back. But I got a solid scolding from Madam Dr. about my meds. She made some adjustments to them, so we'll see how that goes. I FINALLY found most of my older poetry and will maybe put up one a day till I run out. Then I guesss I'll have to make more! 'Nuff for now, I gotta go take my Booger to gymnastics. YES, I'm taking my DAUGHTER to gymnastics! LOL later
Life has been keeping me on the run around.
Apart from the pinched nerve, how are you doing? x x