| here is a poem i wrote, that i am writing guitar tabs to, to try and make it a song but so far it is a no go... just nothing fits right this is called... "SENSES" THINKING ABOUT UNCONTROLLABLE SENSES MY PARANOIA IS CONTAGIOUS THE ROOM IN MY DARK MIND IS NOT SPACIOUS I CAN'T REMEMBER; HOW LONG HAVE I HAD THIS HATRED? NEXT TIME, I WILL TRY NOT TO BE SO BLATANT JUST NEXT TIME, ABOUT ME, DON'T MAKE A BLANKET STATEMENT YOUR TREATMENT TORMENTS ME AS A FISH VENDOR TO AN ALLEY CAT THESE FEELINGS ARE CONTROLLABLE I JUST DO NOT KNOW HOW I LOVE YOU, BUT I HATE YOU AND BEFORE MY TRAIN COMES TO A HALT I MUST DECIDE I CANNOT HIDE FROM MY SENSES IF ANGERS A GIFT THAN I GUESS I'VE BEEN BLESSED, I GIVE IT ALL AWAY SENSING YEA...... YHATS IT THE END GO AWAY NOW... JUST PLAYING GO ME, IT SUCKS |
| another poem "HATING" watching taking wishing faking hating believing enduring seeing feeling hating ENDING |