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March 29th

What If

What if I could look at you?
Without feeling small
Without worrying
Just fully in awe

What if I could talk to you?
Without making alteration like comics
Without feeling stumped for topic
Just able to speak at ease

What if I could hold you?
Without growing boyishly playful and rough
Without trembling in fear
Just interact with you

What if I could say I love you?
Without pausing for pre-thought of terror
Without caring of maybe rejection
Just say it and for you to reciprocate



Gangland Takeover

The dark men walk by sides
Down the dark alley
As steam rises up and glides
Their numbers of kills now a tally

The door looming near is still
The sound of the bar is growing overt
These men don't own a will
They live by the day and avoid hurt

Approaching quietly, they pause
Suddenly bursting through
Without just cause
They kill, springing from the blue

The bullet ballet begins
And goons clatter
Their blood smears over their sins
As all else comes to shatter

Leaving immediately afterward
They leave bloodshed behind
And run for the hills in a herd
Nobody will mind



Murder In Mind

Murder is brutal
Until you feel the urge
Revenge kicking in
Dead on arrival are those in your path
Each one victim
Reacting too late

Before you were fine
Yet now you are lost

Murder is the only way out
Inside you are trapped
Never-ending mockery must end
Do or die is your motto

Investing time in this plan
Saves you surprises

Cold murder for others though
Orgasms of blood and lusting
Lately you've been just thinking of it
Did you stop?



The Inevitable

I think I love you
And I can't make sense of it all
Watching everything you do
Battering my brain like a tennis ball

I think I want to hold you
Touch your hand embrace you softly
Breathing in all you do
Making my actions occur so daftly

I think you are the one
As only you can make me feel this way
You are intoxicating me, but I have not won
A beautiful virus virtue to stay

My head is infected
And I think I can't go on without you
Please, I don't want to be rejected
But I'm not good enough, no matter what I do



Love's Lack Of Oxygen

There are choir bells
Ringing loud and proud within my head
Angelic breezes waft at my bare feet
And there is a drug running through me

I am pounding with it
Swaying on my feet with it
My head is feeling light with it
And I almost faint when you're around

As you walk, the blades of grass part
The area grows warm near you
But I remain in the cold
Fighting to get in

I am growing weaker as this goes unheard
I am going out of my mind
I can't jeopardize our friendship, but
I love you


Soft Black


The darkness is safe
It surrounds me
Yet it threatens in new space
But for now it's good

It's soft, quiet and warm
My eyes do not flinch
Pupils wide and forgiving
Body wrapped and comfortable

Sinking here is easy and welcome
Needed by everyone
Mostly by me as here I hide
It's nice here and I like it

I think I'll stay here a while
See what doesn't happened
Grasp to stability I yearn for
Hopefully you'll want to join me
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