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Ready the needle, stat!

Im going to blow if I dont have my ego injection.

Put it in slowly, and paint the ceiling tiles with the blood.

I dont need your compassion, but I will shut your smart ass mouth.

Dont you think that your head is big enough already?

I think its time we shut off the helium. You have a dick like a chipmunk.

No, the vicodine does not make you smarter, it just makes you slower to realize your idiocy.

I will take my pride back, thank you. I think you have had it long enough.

Many years Ive lived a life of depression and anxiety. I just think its your turn for a chance. Hey, wanna trade places for a moment?

Dont worry, I will take off and leave it with you, its only temporary until you can pass it on to somebody else.

how you mock me

you lend me your ear to laugh in my face

adjust your tie

so that i may have a clear shot at your throat



sharpen your pencil to write foolishly about me

and i will shove it into your lovely eye

i wonder what your tongue looks like

dripping blood



can i smile in your face as i break the teeth of the man who once spit at me?

or rip off his condescending ears?

who will stop me...

rocking in my invisible rocking chair

that only i can see

they left me in a room with no windows

i miss the birds



talking to the snake that sits in the corner

who answers me somehow

i sneak him bits of pot roast

but if they catch me i have to put it back



if i can only cut off my legs

i would not be evil anymore

and all the nurses would see me change

into a butterfly

hold out my wrist

feel her slide so quick

this mighty dainty tryst

soon to end up sick

leave me in the mud

leave me cold and wet

in a pool of blood

now my life is set



i met her in the store

she was a pretty sight

she left me wanting more

i could not win the fight

i threw her in the hedge

her beauty you could not fake

i wanted her edge

for my life and pain to take



on my hands and knees

searching for her glory

begging oh god please

this is where i end my story

with a quick move of my hand

and a wince on my face

i fell quietly to the sand

to my final resting place



hold out my wrist

feel her slide so quick

this mighty dainty tryst

soon to end up sick

leave me in the mud

leave me cold and red

in a pool of blood

its great to be dead

thoughts bounce inside my head like a rubber ball in a small room

nothing seems to make sense, but leads to another thought

i pace back and forth, to and fro, trying to sort them out

seemingly i just become more and more confused by the minute

i pull my hair until the roots begin to detach, hoping the thoughts will escape

but they linger like the taste of a stale cigarette on your tongue

a web of semi-truths spun by some black widow in my mind

how i wished i had a can of bug spray and a broom to rid the cobwebs

now and then i think i have come to a conclusion about a topic

then i am beat down by another notion, an opposing force

i wish for peace inside my internal battlefield, this war-head

like my screams for company and sincerity, my wish goes unheard

She comes out

here and there she screams

I come to

with a sore throat and a hoarse voice



I walk into a room

and she mingles with those around me

converses with the populous

and I am left confused in the middle of conversation



I willingly ready myself for intimacy

prepare the bed

she takes my pleasures

and I wake up naked sitting on the edge



I used to think she just wrote

she just came out when I could no longer handle a situation

now I know when she comes out

Im just losing time

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Pwyll
16:52 Jan 24 2008

Lovely, sad, real and pure.

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I would love to live in the past

to see the world once again as a beautiful thing



To have everything an adventure

instead of bumps in the road



To think that I have my whole life ahead of me

and not looking at my age and regretting that which i have not accomplished yet



Taking each day like a challenge lies ahead of me

and not wanting to stay in bed because i am tired of facing the world



I would love to look to the future and see it as bright and full of possibilities

instead of looking to the past and knowing that my better years have been spent

On the edge of his bed

sat my gingerbread man

his life was crumbling

and he cried so much

his chest was soggy



Out of the oven

he raced round about

laughing and smiling

until he realized he was food



All of his girlfriends

he tried to trust them

and they convinced him of love

while they were chewing his gumdrop buttons



He listened to music

to try and cheer up

he talked to his friends

but they only made him yearn for more



my gingerbread man on the edge of the world

sent an IM to a very lonely girl

she told him she loved him

and that she would protect his gumdrops with her life



and i think he smiled