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Briscoe Feb 2020
I've crucified my left hand
And I'm trying to strum a guitar with the other.
In the middle, I could understand
If someone thought my mouth's made to be a gospel singer
But instead it just sighs
"Mum, can you sign this?"
What a sacrifice?
What a waste?
At least, this poem's written online
So it doesn't waste a page
Of paper.
Apparently, Alexander the Great popularized crucifixion. What a Great Guy!!
Briscoe Feb 2020
"IF I die,"
I replied.
Briscoe Feb 2020
Lick a nicotine lollipop coz that sounds cool.
Kick start a guillotine to drop out of school.
I'd rather you judge 'drunk me' than 'bored me.'
That's not true but it's catchy.
Tell yourself you're filling your life with spice
As each season goes by as recklessly wasted time.
I have a friend, he can be so stupid and so proud of it, because he thinks taking ridiculous and unnecessary risks makes him cool. Which is funny because that used he me and now that I've done those stupid things, they're a part of my identity and my own sense of masculinity, yet here I am criticising someone for that behaviour I take a sort of secret pride in. In the end I guess I can only say that I'm grateful my mistakes haven't had worse repercussions and try learning to take pride in something more valuable.
Briscoe Feb 2020
When it was dark and decayed
I once crawled to the deepest peak
In my heart of rock and clay.
There was a great black sea
Expanding beyond me.

I had been saving a bundle of fireworks
Ready to set them off with a kiss,
As I was told to by all my unsung teachers.
But finding myself so foreign from bliss
I threw the fireworks to the abyss.

Then far up on the surface
A single finger touch my face.
Then from a spark echoed a thunder bolt
That split my heart in half,
A sheen beam of lightning
To ignite…

A thousand sparks of green, red and gold
Danced like a rainbow
No longer segregated to one flow.
Each streaming particle
Of blue through to purple,
Wobbled like feathers on Angel wings
Settling after flight.

I still had to climb back down the mountain,
I still had to do it myself,
But the way was bright,
And I now knew why I should do it.
"Seems like only yesterday
Life belonged to runaways
Nothing here to see, no looking back
Every sound monotone
Every color monochrome
Life began to fade into the black
Such a simple animal
Sterilized with alcohol
I could hardly feel me anymore
Desperate, meaningless
All filled up with emptiness
Felt like everything was said and done

I lay there in the dark and I closed my eyes
You saved me the day you came alive."
-Foo Fighters
Briscoe Feb 2020
I don't think of her like a desire.
I think of her as an option.
Thinking time and time again
I guess...
"And know me, no you don't even know me
You're so sweet to try, oh my, you caught my eye
A girl like you is just irresistible"
- The Fratellis
Briscoe Feb 2020
Today, I napped,
So some demon snatched
My sleep for the night
In a three hour snap;
And you can say that wasn't very bright
But it was when I napped
And now it's dark at home
And I'm all alone.
"It's so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone."
-John Steinbeck
Briscoe Feb 2020
I don't mind my life
With an invisible brush
Behind every shade and light.
I like my life
With a blossom and blooming flower
In every manhole cover
And shooting stars
In everyone's headlights
Rushing by like fiery eyes or fireflies.

If there is a soul above,
In the heavens
With veins of silk magic and white,
If he has found me to love,
I don't mind him so much.

And if not, then now is enough,
Enough time not to mind my life.
"Be thankful that you have life, and forsake your vain and presumptuous desire for a second one."
-Richard Dawkins

"9 I am the gate; whoever enters through me will be saved. They will come in and go out, and find pasture. 10 The thief comes only to steal and **** and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full."
-John 10: 9-10 (NIV)
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