| JASON'S POEMS |
| WHY CAN'T I? All I want to do is say goodbuy, Escape, Smoke a bowl, get high, Take a drop and fry, Lay down, look at the sky, Watch the clouds float by, Feel like I'll Never die, but now I can't, I got in some trouble, Now my hate and anger has doubled, All I want to do is fight, Fuck a bitch who is tight, Spark a bowl untill it's bright, But I can't, I won't, I'll be put in jail, Released to hell, No one to pay bail, Put in a cell, Into an enternal flame, No one to blame, Except myself, All feelings in stelph, Could it be worse than now? I don't see how, Say one thing wrong, below, You're laid out, Not laid in, put in a bin, All I want to do is smoke joint, Get a buzz to the highest point, is this sad? Get the feelings out that are bad, No more, I am constantly mad, Why, do you want to petrafy me? Like a piece of wood you see, Just to feel good about me, Let my spirit be realeased, Maybe I'll be reborn, To a life that is not torn, Damnit, I want to be on a planet, Where everythings alright, Where everyone feels tight, Everybody feels they fit in, Not having to hide in a den, Nobody's a stoner, Nobody feels they are trapped in a corner, Where everyone is real, They all know the deal, No need for self-esteem, No one is deemed, To an enternal damnation, Of human-hation, Everyone gets along, Their all holding a bong, Why is this wrong? If it makes me feel so good, Why do I have to hide it with a hood. Or a hat, At least I'm not out with a gat, Killing people or any of that, Fuck it all, I want to brawl, Smoke a ball, But I can't, Because PIGS are brats!!! |
| LOCKED TO DIE I'm locked in a cage, No key to unlock my mind full of rage, A sign that says danger, Mind full of anger, Don't know what to do, No where to run to, My life I should have left, Now I'm stuck in a depth, I'm cornered in a cell, Mind burning in the 7th layer of hell, Come to my show, The show of petrafying horror, A river of blood is going to flow, As everyone hits the floor, If you have my shit, You better watch it, You'll be put in a pit, No time to shout, 6 feet under, Wet from rain and thunder, The thunder in my mind, How can you be so blind, Everyones going to die, Spirits are going to fly!!! |
| REALM OF ANGER Do you hear that sound? That madning sound? AHHHHhhhh, get it out please!!! Deep in the back of my skull, Their is this fucking noise, A constant cry of anger, Telling me to carve it out with something dull, It screams, it crys, it whails, it dies, But not for long, here it comes, It's the cry of a lost child, A lost child who has been through the darkest realm of hell, The realm of living with four abusive parents, Born only to die in a can ment only for trash, But in his parents eyes, this is where he belongs, With no hope, a future to mild to see, The hopless soul slips away, Staying only to make others suffer as he has, He wanders through the vast nothings of Earth, Untill he reaches a human with no morals, A human who is no human at all, Slips through him before he can flee, Only to have the terror of a thousand infants crying, Only to god does he pray, But to a person with no morals, god does not answer, But Lucifer does hear, His answer only to be sell me your soul, And you will live without fear, The fear of hearing little children playing, Screaming, driving you insane, You can live once again day by day, But serve only upon me, never disobey. |