The Boy Who Really Needs - Poetry
Rivers of Blood

Great explosions in the sky
a sea of flames coming over us
we are all devoured

Visions of disasters
earthquakes and floods
biological warfare and nuclear winters
I see myself killing my neighbour

In the dark night we all die
genetical deficiencies
asteroids tearing Earth apart
epidemics and plague
rotting flesh and rivers of blood

Every night a new way to die
a new nightmare
the bleak future exposed
hope for better days buried
under stacks of bones
and the skulls grin
as the light of day comes...
(WISH)

Walking down the street
nothing's changed
the same people pass me by
and you're not there

It doesn't matter
that I don't matter to them
but why aren't you here?

The more I fail
the more it hurts you
like you hurt me
I wish I wasn't here
I wish nothing mattered anymore
My Karaoke Queen

I hear the voice
my Karaoke Queen is singing
singing for me
though she doesn't even know it
her voice saves me
I can't be sad when she sings

Later, in sweet unforgiving silence
all I hear is her silently breathing
and I'm just as happy
you see it's not the songs I love
it's the person singing them
and if the words are all wrong
they still make sense to me

We walk hand in hand
I look into her eyes
and inside I still hear the music playing
with every beat of my heart
It's clear to me
the world is a better place
when she sings about it
That's why I love my Karaoke Queen
GRAVITY

I hate what keeps me down
gravity's a bitch
keeps me on Earth
when I wanna fly away
leave the world behind

Forget my past
forget my future
and you
sleeping in the snow tonight

Fly away
and leave it all behind
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