Absent Minded
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Gay Edmonton wanted me to commit myself
to a hospital
Several people i spoke to in that chat room
i protest too much
do i not?
I later called myself suicide King
for dozens of them told me to do myself in
and even though they will never know if i cried or died or not
Embraced for being me i wasn't
so here world
let me let you in
this is the link to what it is to look like
when im dead and gone
far away to some hell
tortured endlessly
(where you or they will be there)
(on hands and Knees)
(we crawl)
i just pollute
im a bitter fruit
doesn't matter who i cyber serenade
it was too sour of lemonaide
i couldn't bother to go on this way
too many flame wars of disgruntled poets
and gay men alike
too many ill fated people who i weas tired of cryoing for
self lessl;y and selfishly so was it murder or did i ends my life?
Heres what a satan trap looks like
here is what it is to white your name out like manson suggested
will i ever come back from black
these are my last memories of this generation
my eulogy of im not afraid to die for me and myself perhaps not you
and little did anyone klnow
i helped bring down
shut down there crackhouses in a very dangerous neighborhood
(some say it was a warning)
(some say oit was a sign)
The drive by in my parking lot
the police say they werent aiming at me
(it was up to us)
but they were all blind
i'm becoming violent
(we've been watching you with all your eyes)
(and waht you value most)
All my greed self importance and arrogance....
why did i piss it all away
please come and interven before this is our last memory
and time you know keeps
Tick tick ticking on marching backw again
in this time machine can you stand to look at yourt face?
(time is tick tick ticking away)
Last memories
hello
thank you for everything
come in
but cant i have a minute to myself
my neighbor lives alife on the pot
its really the ships mispelled t
am i not godgiven
do i protest to much on everything i know is wrong?
so for now is it murder or a suicide
you did nothing anyway
so here is my last memories
here is the world dedicated to living on without me
go to poetrysoup and listen to me beg for help and please
detective sing along
know im right when you see the light
everything ive tried to show you what happens
and how one person touches thousands of lives
Last memories
get them while they last
and then see if you wnat to be at my funeral
and slide around to poetry soup
to see how ive been trying for two years to get help on two sites and no one has done anything
so its done
my own site there forever for me to remind you
what apathy can do
I was here but now im gone
that wasnt my note that turned you off or on
but im not done here
just moving on
another piece of why
you'll never know
until you understand the sphere of inmfluence and the truth of all my lies
and how powerfull i have become
see what i look like dead or alive
and now i whited myself out
(can we make it go faster?)
Me im not
not anymore
just another person to leave in a terrified wreck to see if i can figure it out
prove to you im crazy and they all had reasons for their conspiracy that surrounded me
to ask me to do myself in
for the medication and malpractice
why i reached out across the seas foerr amnesty on two sites
anbd thopusands reasd hundreds did nothing now im dead
cant wait for ever so all of you lose
guess im not important enough
guess my grandfathers estate doesnt matter
so go to my last memories and see
come into my home
mome into my life and see my last memories
im gone because of your apathy
i couldnt have tried any harder to stay alive
and now im gone
dead from the idle hands of thousand of people whoe enjoyed reading me
write myself to death
as i tried to escape my living hell
THANKS FOR NOTHING EVERYONE
and your welcome for all my tears!
to a hospital
Several people i spoke to in that chat room
i protest too much
do i not?
I later called myself suicide King
for dozens of them told me to do myself in
and even though they will never know if i cried or died or not
Embraced for being me i wasn't
so here world
let me let you in
this is the link to what it is to look like
when im dead and gone
far away to some hell
tortured endlessly
(where you or they will be there)
(on hands and Knees)
(we crawl)
i just pollute
im a bitter fruit
doesn't matter who i cyber serenade
it was too sour of lemonaide
i couldn't bother to go on this way
too many flame wars of disgruntled poets
and gay men alike
too many ill fated people who i weas tired of cryoing for
self lessl;y and selfishly so was it murder or did i ends my life?
Heres what a satan trap looks like
here is what it is to white your name out like manson suggested
will i ever come back from black
these are my last memories of this generation
my eulogy of im not afraid to die for me and myself perhaps not you
and little did anyone klnow
i helped bring down
shut down there crackhouses in a very dangerous neighborhood
(some say it was a warning)
(some say oit was a sign)
The drive by in my parking lot
the police say they werent aiming at me
(it was up to us)
but they were all blind
i'm becoming violent
(we've been watching you with all your eyes)
(and waht you value most)
All my greed self importance and arrogance....
why did i piss it all away
please come and interven before this is our last memory
and time you know keeps
Tick tick ticking on marching backw again
in this time machine can you stand to look at yourt face?
(time is tick tick ticking away)
Last memories
hello
thank you for everything
come in
but cant i have a minute to myself
my neighbor lives alife on the pot
its really the ships mispelled t
am i not godgiven
do i protest to much on everything i know is wrong?
so for now is it murder or a suicide
you did nothing anyway
so here is my last memories
here is the world dedicated to living on without me
go to poetrysoup and listen to me beg for help and please
detective sing along
know im right when you see the light
everything ive tried to show you what happens
and how one person touches thousands of lives
Last memories
get them while they last
and then see if you wnat to be at my funeral
and slide around to poetry soup
to see how ive been trying for two years to get help on two sites and no one has done anything
so its done
my own site there forever for me to remind you
what apathy can do
I was here but now im gone
that wasnt my note that turned you off or on
but im not done here
just moving on
another piece of why
you'll never know
until you understand the sphere of inmfluence and the truth of all my lies
and how powerfull i have become
see what i look like dead or alive
and now i whited myself out
(can we make it go faster?)
Me im not
not anymore
just another person to leave in a terrified wreck to see if i can figure it out
prove to you im crazy and they all had reasons for their conspiracy that surrounded me
to ask me to do myself in
for the medication and malpractice
why i reached out across the seas foerr amnesty on two sites
anbd thopusands reasd hundreds did nothing now im dead
cant wait for ever so all of you lose
guess im not important enough
guess my grandfathers estate doesnt matter
so go to my last memories and see
come into my home
mome into my life and see my last memories
im gone because of your apathy
i couldnt have tried any harder to stay alive
and now im gone
dead from the idle hands of thousand of people whoe enjoyed reading me
write myself to death
as i tried to escape my living hell
THANKS FOR NOTHING EVERYONE
and your welcome for all my tears!
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