I'm so bored and lonely on this Friday evening. There isn't much to do. I have no poetry. I'm just down I suppose. I hope this night gets better somehow, or atleast this weekend. I just hate not having someone to hang out with. My mind runs away with horrible thoughts, and then the screams set in. I need something to distract me from myself....
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stompbox:
I know just what you mean. I feel like that a lot actually. I read, watch a lot of movies, do stuff around the house. If I get too stir crazy I go to a bookstore or coffee shop or maybe a tattoo studio. You can probably come up with better stuff than that, I'm pretty dull, but these are good distractions. Problem is, none of it really makes you feel less alone.
nc_guy:
I crashed way too early last night. Otherwise, I would have gladly talked more. I hope your Saturday is going well.
Three in the morning:
divide the hatred of the night
as shades of love swallow the pain
numbness aching
serenity throbbing
tingling sunsets are like a drug
an acidized variation of the truth
vindictive sarcasm stretches
across the blanket of forgetfulness
lying on my face while moonlight graces me
approach the abyss of drunken behavior
sickness swells in my veins
as envy eats my heart...
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divide the hatred of the night
as shades of love swallow the pain
numbness aching
serenity throbbing
tingling sunsets are like a drug
an acidized variation of the truth
vindictive sarcasm stretches
across the blanket of forgetfulness
lying on my face while moonlight graces me
approach the abyss of drunken behavior
sickness swells in my veins
as envy eats my heart...
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nc_guy:
Hey! How are you?
thawtz:
Another beautiful poem. That's my girl. You need a huge ass hug. And some wetnaps!
Well, she left today. Surprisingly, it wasn't bad at all! For the first time ever, she was nice to me and we had a good time. Odd.
Anyway, I'm working on some new poetry, and I'll be posting it soon. I hope everyone is doing well!
Anyway, I'm working on some new poetry, and I'll be posting it soon. I hope everyone is doing well!
stompbox:
That's great! Maybe she's finally growing up.
I'm doing okay. Glad to hear you are too.
I'm doing okay. Glad to hear you are too.
nc_guy:
I read your last journal entry to see who "she" was, and it sounds like you had your hands full. Family can be both a blessing and a curse sometimes. I can totally sympathize...especially the divorced parents part.
I don't have any new poetry, and I don't have much going on in my life. I'm very bored and stuck in a rut! I need some excitment, but what? I'm such a creature of habit, that it's disgusting!
Some bad news though, my mom is coming in to town tomorrow!
She wants try to be my friend now! What the fuck ever! She'll be...
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Some bad news though, my mom is coming in to town tomorrow!
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thawtz:
Holy crap! Our moms must hang out and share notes! My mother and I have the same exact relationship as ya'll. Except mine only comes halfway across the U.S. to visit (from Hawaii). I'm expected to do the other half of the trip, to Vegas to meet her. I'm not exactly rollin' in the dough like she is and she knows it. Probably why we haven't been face to face in almost 7 years.
*que the violin music please*
*que the violin music please*
hellbent13:
I had to move 900 miles to get away from mine. She used to send me on so many guilt trips she should have got frequent flier miles.
Maybe I should have moved farther away, now that I think about it...Hmmmm.
Maybe I should have moved farther away, now that I think about it...Hmmmm.
Treat:
A suffering kiss swallows me whole
I beg for my loneliness
and like a fiery pit I roar
screams
sadness
silent
shame
crawling through the day
to bear the climax of the night
sober, for what purpose?
does it really even matter?
sleep my only freedom
yet I a captive of the son, Oh I mean sun
confussion swirls around my grace
and painted...
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A suffering kiss swallows me whole
I beg for my loneliness
and like a fiery pit I roar
screams
sadness
silent
shame
crawling through the day
to bear the climax of the night
sober, for what purpose?
does it really even matter?
sleep my only freedom
yet I a captive of the son, Oh I mean sun
confussion swirls around my grace
and painted...
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endquire:
I always love your poetry. Although the feelings and subject make me sad.
starrydynamo:
Mold is the ultimate kuck bomb 
This is a beautiful piece of writing, absolutely gorgeous.
This is a beautiful piece of writing, absolutely gorgeous.
I probably won't be on here very much for a bit, I have to go to the hospital in the morning. I'll talk to you guys soon!
thegooddoctor:
Hope everything is ok!
thawtz:
Thanks for the b-day wishes. I'm wishing everything is hunkie-freakin'-dory over on your end.
i need a miracle
stompbox:
That's a tough thing to need. Miracles don't come easy. I don't know what I'd do with one, if I had it, so if I find one I'll give it to you.
thawtz:
Didn't mean to make you shed a tear or two! You Ok today?
The Arena Hotel:
Intoxicated fools embrace their god
on a bed of slop and slobber
dizzily fading into a dream
lazily falling off the illusion of perfection
food for thought....
mixer
trickster
liquor lover
fester in the oblivion of his mind
and fade into the nothingness of it
as drops of sorrow crystalize
visualize the naked boy
my panties lie
hears my cries
fantasize about...
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Intoxicated fools embrace their god
on a bed of slop and slobber
dizzily fading into a dream
lazily falling off the illusion of perfection
food for thought....
mixer
trickster
liquor lover
fester in the oblivion of his mind
and fade into the nothingness of it
as drops of sorrow crystalize
visualize the naked boy
my panties lie
hears my cries
fantasize about...
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endquire:
I always appreciate and enjoy your poetry. You are very beautiful
hellbent13:
Lovely.
Vanished:
The twilight weighs down my essence
as I scream the name of passion
my panties leak at the thought of you
while silent whispers capture the memory
drank down was his affection
ignored were my intentions
my heart beats wildly
as this poisonous sin soaks me in shame
my tongue dries..................leaving me thristy for more
his filth imitates adoration....
...then he disappears.
The twilight weighs down my essence
as I scream the name of passion
my panties leak at the thought of you
while silent whispers capture the memory
drank down was his affection
ignored were my intentions
my heart beats wildly
as this poisonous sin soaks me in shame
my tongue dries..................leaving me thristy for more
his filth imitates adoration....
...then he disappears.
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thawtz:
Niiiiice! You lil' horn-dog, you.
endquire:
That is sadly beautiful
Please see me
know that I am here
help me stand
I can't seem to walk
alone
raindrops fall as my breath runs dry
I keep screaming to an ear that I know is deaf
I keep bleeding for the eyes that I know are blind
sleep with me now so that I may dream
drift
float
and be free
What is freedom really?
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know that I am here
help me stand
I can't seem to walk
alone
raindrops fall as my breath runs dry
I keep screaming to an ear that I know is deaf
I keep bleeding for the eyes that I know are blind
sleep with me now so that I may dream
drift
float
and be free
What is freedom really?
An...
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endquire:
I will have to think about this. questions arrise.
endquire:
I am very happy that I make you smile. That is what I am here for. Any way in which I can serve you.
I figured out the whole "wish list" thing so I posted it, mostly to prove that I'm not retarded! Ya me! Anyway, here's another poem for you guys.
2:41
your smell makes me smile
as I caress the thought of tasting you
I fall into your eyes like tiny traps of poisonous kisses
bitten many times with venom so painful yet pure
the jealous daggers...
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your smell makes me smile
as I caress the thought of tasting you
I fall into your eyes like tiny traps of poisonous kisses
bitten many times with venom so painful yet pure
the jealous daggers...
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thawtz:
Thanks for the mornin' poem, Gorgeous.
endquire:
even when it is the daddy of a transclass mutant acid spitting monster that grows faster than cancer and I contracted by making out with a squirrel?
Well I have been a wonderful daddy to my real babies. My cats and weasels.
that is a lovely poem.
Well I have been a wonderful daddy to my real babies. My cats and weasels.
that is a lovely poem.
I'm in such a strange mood today. I think it's because of the lack of sleep. I feel so distant, like I'm living in my head. Has anyone ever felt like that?
thawtz:
I'm the king of lack of sleep. Since I work the graveyard shift, I try to keep the same hours on the weekend but I usually don't, due to family. So I suffer jet lag type symptoms every week. So yeah....I feel ya!
stompbox:
I've gone several months at a time feeling like that. Couldn't seem to make contact with the real world. And I was sleeping a lot. Hopefully it'll just be a temporary thing for you.