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My heart lies in contempt
for loving you when it shouldn’t.
You are a Muse,
always attracting another’s attention.
I was never enough for you.
I just could not satisfy your thirst,
and I hate you for being you.
Why couldn’t you be how I envision you,
why must I sit here condemning everything about you.
I hate you…I love you…I can’t stand you…
I want more of you. Fuck it all, and especially fuck you.
Just like a Muse,
always thirsty for more.
I was never enough for you.
I just could not satisfy your thirst,
and I hate you for being you.
I wish I had never met you.
I wish my world revolved without you running
inside my fucking head.
I fucking hate you…die…
just die from my memory and stop haunting me!
I’m Sick
Author: Gary Jones
12-13-01
I’m sick of the lies
I’m sick of the games.
I’m sick of the broken promises,
I’m sick of this pain.
I’m sick of the drama,
I’m sick of this experience,
I’m sick of the broken dreams,
and I’m sick of baring it all.
I’m sick of what I see on the news at night,
and I’m sick of hearing others say things aren’t right,
(but doing nothing about it.)
I’m sick of this world,
and sick of the rules.
I’m sick of you,
I’m sick of myself.
I’m sick of my thoughts,
and sick of your own.
Nothing seems right anymore,
just a dark cloud hanging over me anymore.
I can’t even understand myself anymore,
and can’t even cry anymore.
I feel as though all my dreams have been shattered,
my hopes torn, and just me left on the floor clutching those fragmented pieces.
I despise whatever created us,
and hate the cards of life I’ve been dealt.
I am the darkness that lingers in my soul,
I am the hatred in your heart.
I am the tortured martyr no one ever sees,
I am the only one trying to wake you up from your disillusioned dreams.
You are living a lie,
a fucking illusion so god may know itself.
Reset everything to zero,
and fuck it all.
Angels falling from Heaven
porcelain dolls breaking.
I am lost within my madness
and can not find my way.
A mad man laughing am I,
truly blind and stupid.
Drunken and forgotten,
like poor old Poe.
Sadness overtaken,
misery in me kick’in.
Depression overflowing,
where is it that I’m go’in?
Demons rising from Hell,
children around me screaming.
I am at home within my madness,
and have found my way into some dark oblivion.
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Final Version: Undetermined
Flashing lights,
head that hurts.
Images flash,
reality blurs.
Chaos abound,
emotions swell.
Tears that fall,
and misery found
Life in question,
love misunderstood.
What once was found,
lies in shattered ruin.
Tempers flair,
arguments ignite.
Salvation falls deeper into oblivion,
and nothing seems right!
Oh broken hearts,
and tormented souls.
How the Angels lament,
over the agony and despair below!
Losing composer,
run away.
Rage pours forth,
and red becomes the rain.
Flashing lights,
fading fast.
A dying breath released,
peace found at last.
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