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Dolly I am a dolly, sittin in the rain. I neither laugh nor cry, but everyone thinks that I'm insane. Do I care? Not at all. I'm a dolly, I feel fine. or rather, I am numb. My senses have all been scraped raw. I can no longer feel any pain. I have lost my sanity. But I am not insane! My soul is merely dead, dried up in the rain. I am a dolly, cast-away toy, sulking in shame. Sitting placid, in the rain. I have no feelings, they were taken away. Now I sit drenched, in the rain. I absorb the thunder, the mud and the hate. I give no reprisal, my mind is numb, in its present state. I may seem blase, w/my painted face. As the porcelin, has not yet chipped away. I am a dolly, prematurely cast away. Life-less toy. Product of the Insane Play Corporation. |
Come Drink Poison Come drink poison, it tastes like rust. Xcept much better, than ordinary dust. Come drink the poison, it is very, very fine. Because, it is mine. Come think my poison, any day. It will always taste great. Because my poison is the ultimate rave. |
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- ... that poem describes how i feel ... ... .. - ... ... ... ... ... ok on to the next one | - poison ... ... ... poisonous thoughts ... malignant feelings .... brought from phases of hate ... phases that come and go at will ... phases ... ... ... when i wish to kill ... |
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Outr self
9/22/00 hyper active psysho play, insane time Everday! Com have fun, lets go Rave! Dance in fire, pyro flame! ... when the storm is over ... ... silence shall come ... sheltering the insanity ... ... ... hiding it ... for another day ... |
Innr self
9/22/00 ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Do i know, shall i say ... no thoughts or opinions ... just an empty page. ... ... or perhaps ... Solid black paper, blotted in regret, what, i don't remember. But i know i wished to and did ... forget. ... ... all the pain ... ... ... all the hate ... i know not what i feel because i don't want to feel emotion ... don't want to remember ... kurushi kyoku ... |
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- ... ... ... - don't like this one ... - my poetry is getting worse and worse ... |
- ... same comment as to the let ... - ... what's happening to me? |
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