Amostpeculiarman

Following the footsteps Glancing up to see The reflection within the mirror To the shadow that was me. Troubled with my turmoil Puzzled by my pain Trying to save my being But knowing I wasn't the same But I will never find him I no longer exist to seek My words could no longer soothe me For I had no voice to speak I was going through the motions To live was to survive The end will has me half way No one can say, I didn't try.. But it's all over now. ~~ Yup.

The Reason doesn't live The Reason doesn't see With all regard to living, The Reason will never be. The Reason fears nobody The Reason lives on strong But the Reason doesn't know That the Reason's got it all wrong The Reason lives without The Reason lives inside It goes on and on regardless But the Reason's lost it's pride. The Reason is a parasite The Reason feeds on the hollow But the Reason can only feed On as much as I let it swallow. ~~ Comment ahoy John Boy.

I've been down this road before Fighting the tide And pleaing for more Abandoning thought Fleeing the streets You never know Just what you're going to meet. There was a bell of sorts One on the horizon Echoing in the distance The calls of the midday sun Fleeing the monotony Of that what is. Caressing the answer And killing the biz Freeing itself From that what is. ~~~ Trespassers will comment, survivors will reply.

A Soldier came home today A boy In a box On a plane In my TV screen We'll call him a 'Hero!' But we won't remember his name The conservatives will call it famous And the liberals will call it insane But he'll always remain so nameless So where do we put the blame?

Here comes another hit I watch the room become lit Now I begin to feel good Just like I knew I would I'm frantic, but don't mind to worry My senses slowly become blurry By the time the pipe makes another round I'm completely stuck on the ground Here it comes, make me forget Take my brain, let's play roulette I don't recall how many pills I took Did I forget, or just not care to look? So long as it washes the torment away I'd sit like this each and every day I begin to gasp and choke But I gotta have another toke I can't explain just how light I feel I'm so happy, it's unreal Laughing so hard, I begin to cry I can't believe I got this high May

From distant lands I hear their cries Carried on breezes Through lace shears I try to block out the stench Images of filth and flies And the sound of children coming to my ears Lounging on silk and down We become grateful For what little remains unknown Willing to feign deafness At every turn Hunger holds a language Uniquely of her own. ~~ Do or do not, there is no comment. V

See title for explanation, posting for the storage. ~~~ Got a bud named Will Pulls in big bills Sellin' his soul to the streets. He fights and he wins Time and time again But he don't see what got him beat. His veins are collapsin' He's dyin' from within And he's outta connects to meet. He's afraid of reality And what it'll do When it get's it's hands on his world And his culture too. He fights the crowds And he fights the norm But he's alone in the end, Never quite been born. ~~~ Time is a weapon of Nature Rushing us, Compelling us to keep     Its veiled image We hurry and worry until death -A natural death?- ~~~ Alone Back and Forth Neve

He can run But he cannot hide He is a captive Of his own mind. He pleads for forgiveness He pleads for emotion He's alone in his world Without living devotion. He tries to be free He tries to break loose But there's only one answer Hanging from his noose. He doesn't know what to feel He doesn't know what he sees He can't tell what is real Or what he really needs. He's a stranger in a stable land One he's ventured before And yet he's still a captive At his own door. He's a burglar, a thief A jester of sorts But he can only feel as much as he snorts. He's alone and depraved Holding no ties But who could miss a dead man Before he dies? ~~    

I don't remember forgetting you You were always kinda skirting around my view I guess I took for granted That you'd always be around You weren't the kind of person To fall in and drown. I really don't know what happens When our bodies die I've never quite been able to get it As hard as I've tried.. It's like a vault in my view That I can't really see But I can't help looking around for the key. We follow the footprints we've been shown By all the examples we've ever known And we dance and skirt Around our world as it draws near But how quickly it can disappear. Perhaps somewhere in the time That we come And that we go May live the purpose we