Monday, April 03, 2006

the rock by the roadside.
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A poem inspired by my dear godsister.(:. by MELz.

Skin's all wrinkled,oh dear me,oh.
Those frazzled wounds of mine,so glistening,undying.
The weeds have outgrown me it seems,
I sit here by the lonely,cold roadside,pondering.
It's winter,the snow's falling,a silent blow.
Of the wind,it's tone is cranky,it shivers,
The desolate glow of a despicable slight beam.
So unknown;

All by myself,nowhere to go,nowhere i can recuperate,
This boundless pain and that feeling of neglect,
Will the days ever stop,will the cheers ever wait?
I need some time now,I need a breather,
I want to crawl,even if I fall,
It's better than these silent moments,
do you ever bother,do you ever care,
I try to stay calm,yet I try not to stare.

Couples passing up,hugging one another.
Embraces of sweet lovers,and thus friendships are forever,
And the dog pees onto my irreplacable scars,
Oh,can anyone feel the shame and the disdain?
I try to cry,but my eyes are cordoned.
My lips are sealed,but no one looks.
The boundaries you say you try to overcome,
Yet you never know what stinging pain really is.

A knot of confused tides evolve around in my innards.
Contaminating me as a whole,I retain the fear.
Nowhere I can go,no place I can unveil,
This rugged and hardy exterior I perceive,
it's barely silk curtains to hide what's underneath,
I crave for the warmth,the family you're blessed with,
Yet,all the rain does is sink me deeper into the soil,
This muddy mess,this hole I can never get out of.
You dont know;

The genesis of wrapping,wrapping what's contaminated of me,
It's the heartbreak that keeps me going;
No one ever said I had a heart,do i?
Or is it just a bleak,coarse,dirty grease beneath,
which hid away in a little paradise I cant reveal?
Leaves fall down,the birds start to sing,
Harmonious yet jarring on the ears,
tell me what life is,when you do nothing but hide,
Concealing the lies,those you dont want to recite?

I dont have a life,
and no,i dont die,
Im just that little rock you never bothered to give the eye,
I go off in a slumber,
I wake up the same,
No one ever shows me concern,
Merely false displays of contradicting public affection,
Barely silk curtains to hide what's beneath,
Silhouettes of undenying shadows so made up,disbelief.
I dont have a life,
and no,i dont die.

10:12 AM

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- when i was young.
- the ancient mirror.
- Reincarnation
- MALTOSE! malt candy!
- The Living Corpse
- Fragile Hearts
- Definitions
- Bring me back
- Solitude
- A despotic lust.


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