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Empty night;
    mutters of rain.
                                though the stars...
                         still bright.
        as morning warmly embraces
            The lonely mountain side.
So I am about to be a free man again, to wander where I please.

I find the prospect nauseating.

I think that tonight is the night I will hang Howard W. Campbell, Jr., for crimes against himself.

I know that tonight is the night.

They say that a hanging man hears gorgeous music. Too bad that I, like my father, unlike my musical mother, am tone-deaf. All the same, I hope that the tune I am about to hear is not Bing Crosby's 'White Christmas.'

Goodbye, cruel world!

Auf wiedersehen?
A passage from one of my favorite kurt vonnegut books mothernight i just felt like sharing a passage of his if you havent read it then i would highly suggest it as well as slaughter house five
I was born on a railroad tie,
And in my wake ,
My mother had died.
Drifted out, like a body on the tide.
Cried her last tears,
As she gave me life.
Wish I had known her,
Yet she still lives inside.
In my grin and my dazzling smile,
I'm only an echo,
Of an unborn child.
Couldn't mother play a song in silence
Todays voice will echo when shes gone
As her strength is your strength
*she will wait for you in silence
.                                                                                                      .
                            I have no good words to say
                             Ive been lost and misused
                                Im as mad as a hatter
                       As the knife ran off with the spoon
                  The mouse it said they have gone to bed
                         To dream themselves together
               And the mouse skittered under the cupboard
                   Some would scream but i just chuckle
                               For the mouse is me
                             And what right you see
                       Do i have to want him to leave.
I don't know where it comes from
Its not like knowing
It's more like water flowing
As my fingers break the surface
With it's depth it grasps me
Fathoms down to where few have been
Deep enough to lose myself
Deep enough to drown
As the surface breaks
The water slides from me
From my veins the blood on the page
Channeling that vast ocean that swells in us all
The very same tide we ride when we die
Twas me fadder
he sat nigh me
Hummin a low tune
To mah wee mind
its sounded ov scorn
As well as fog cross de Moore
Twere de first time I cam to it
Dat grim Epiphany
that thar was nothing but hate for me
In the heart of me fadder
i watched you die my love,
wither and fade,
as if you where merely smoke in a breeze,
and i was powerless to change,
so you blew away from me.
wondering if you where ever there at all,
a life, a lie, a roseless door
You
You tell me you need me
That we've been friends so long
Don't leave it
But looking back
I realized
Your never there
when i really need you
I slipped into her ocean
And rode upon her sea
In the midst of all our love
We mingled egg with seed
I climbed her highest mountain
And Gave her all of me
As i peaked her final wave
*She shuddered and came all over me
No
No
No heart no rose no stone,
Another valentines alone,
No wish no kiss no lasting bliss,
No ring comes from the phone,
Oh well ill spend it at home,
And sit within my silence.
the light i saw from the corner of my eye,
many years gone from now,
a flicker fading into the depths of memory,
it could have been a face i saw in the window,
in the third place, above the looking glass,
where the moon lights the dark,
deep in my head
A poisoned dream comes back to haunt me,
She is no good for me.
Her words are vitriol their killing me,
So all i can do is close my mouth and leave.
I know it looks shallow
But when your drowning
*You'll realize the depth of your mistake
If you strike me down i will become more powerful than you can imagine

No seriously if you would just ******* you'd save yourself a lot of trouble

Oh well i guess your goin for it well i hope you enjoy vengence from the grave

Becoming one with the force is pretty neat now i can ******* universal style
~      
                                  We swim in the ocean
                                    We swim in the seas
                                   It takes me away from
                                 Where i don't want to be
                          No indecision or foolish posturing
                              We swim in different oceans
                           Yet wash up on the same beach
                       Foreigners travelers but truly the same
                         We are one energy living subjectively
                                           So do not hate
                                     You are me as i am he
                       And we are one swimming in many seas
You only call me when your drunk.
I think you might be crazy.
When you show up on my door around 3am or 4.
I have to work at 6.
So theres only a couple hours,
To **** and **** your ****.
Made you squirt a lot,
And i must say that was pretty ****** hot.
But now its off to work,
That really hit the spot.
Not my usual style
Cold stone.
we lay in the earth.
To remind me your not around.
As if i needed that,
to remember,
that we laid you in the ground.
For over 40 years,
we laughed.
Yet there are tears now.
Its sad that all my friends,
are in the ground.
Now its only cold stones.
Just remind me,
that their better now,
And soon i to will join them in the ground.
On
On
I must be moving on my dear,
The dawn is drawing nigh ,
And soon the sun will split midnight from the sky,
Another day some way has come ,
I must be moving on,
Tomorrow night a memory ,
Ill already be gone,
Years go by you wonder why,
I had to move along,
The way leads on,
Long and long ,
I must be moving on.
There's an old saying;
Beware the man who fakes a limp.

But to all those who would fake a limp;
Beware the limp does not become part of you.
This flesh is temporary
When the boy grows up
To be an old man and dies
His flesh returns to the earth
But the lights that filled his eyes
Returns to the energy
~                           I would tell her about it
                       About all my hopes and dreams
                             Show her i cant give it all
                         But ill give her what she needs
                          I would build a house of card
                         As long as she is here with me
             I would tell her everything that I carried along
                          Shed the tears we need to cry
                        And share our haunted dreams
          I would give you everything you thought you need
                 There on the porch we would sit in the eve
                              Watching our lives trickle by
                               Knowing you are all i need
                           I woke up with tears on my face
                             Knowing it was all a dream
Opening doors...
There is more...

More than stars,
More than universe's.

Doors ajar,
As well as shut.

Doors to everywhere,
doors to nowhere.

The space between,
Infinite and infinitesimal.

The cyclic nature of energy,
Never ending always beginning.

paradoxical alphas omega,
They are one in the same.

*Separation is a byproduct of consciousness.

Death of self...
Is only another door.
You've been a memory so long
*Your just another part of me
I saw your face,
From the corner of my eye.
I turned to look ,
But you where not  there.
I had almost forgotten that it had been years,
But For a moment i felt you so near.
I went to see your grave that day,
I miss you buddy,
And I'm still sad you passed away.
The
        haunting
                         distinction
                                             between
*What
            is
                and
                       what
                                 has
                                       passed
It all passes by,
With the ticking of the clock,
Your family,Your friends,
Whats past is gone,
And looking forward we journey on ,
Now is all we have,
For tomorrow might be gone,
So smile while you can,
When we go ,
We forget where we've been,
And only dream of it now and then.
As far as we can perceive
You
  Only
    Live
      Once
Opening doors...
There is More than planets,
More than galaxies,
More than universe's.

Doors ajar,
As well as shut.

Doors to everywhere,
And nowhere.

The space between,
Infinitely large,
And infinitesimally small.

The cyclic nature of energy.

Never ending always beginning.

paradoxical alphas omega,
They are one in the same.

Separation is a byproduct of consciousness.

Death of self...
Is only another door.
Nothing but the gentle tap of rain
and the choir of crickets in sticks,
  the city of dust and bone
turned to rust and ruin
blood from dust
and bone to body
the
birds fire
rises
All good things must pass
Leaving only photographs
Now I wait to pass
*So I can leave my photograph
A restless eye across a weary room
A glazed look and I was on the road to ruin
The music played and played as we whirled without end
No hint, no word her honour to defend
I will, I will she sighed to my request
And then she tossed her mane while my resolve was put to the test
Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire
I lead the way to the funeral pyre
And without a thought of the consequence
I gave in to my decadence
One slip, and down the hole we fall
It seems to take no time at all
A momentary lapse of reason
That binds a life for life
A small regret, you won't forget,
There'll be no sleep in here tonight
Was it love, or was it the idea of being in love?
Or was it the hand of fate, that seemed to fit just like a glove?
The moment slipped by and soon the seeds were sown
The year grew late and neither one wanted to remain alone
One slip, and down the hole we fall
It seems to take no time at all
A momentary lapse of reason
That binds a life for life
A small regret, you won't forget,
There'll be no sleep in here tonight
One slip ... one slip
Was just listening to this one and wanted to share the amazing writing its one of my favorite songs of theirs
86 is what they said,
Its time to leave,
I cant take the negativity your spewing at me,
The smooth snide remarks and your venomous heart,
Are poison in my ears,
its time to lance your rancorous heart,
Yes i said I've got to go,
And you can stay here all alone,
So i gather my things,
It time to leave.
I buried pook beneath the willow tree, for when the spring came he loved to sit and watch the blossoms falling, and in my heart he will stay my little man who has gone away.
~                                               Sleep
                            Let peace come in the morning
                       Let gentle happiness come afternoon
             when evening comes as light slips from the sun
        Ill dream of subtle pretty things as another day is done
Through the glass,
And into the fire.

Not a word spoken.

Saying more with a glance,
Then a lifetime of words.
light knows
The day from the dark
As love from the heart
Beautiful your face
that mask you wear

but I can see the tears
the face you hide

between the stains
behind the smiles
a blackening

laughing like cries
silently screaming

a crack in the Great Divide
of who you are
and what the world will see
Sadly the man said
In a casual tone
"The mind is a funny thing.
It can produce wonders beyond my conception. Yet as with all things the scale slides both ways. If given a knife and a hand to hold, the mind will surely consume the soul."
It rained today.
Could almost hear the gasp of relief,
Of the branches and leaves ,
On the bushes and trees.
Theres nothing like autumn rain,
As the winds blow across the desert plain.
The come and go,
The to and fro,
Of gentle drops on tin.
Oh the rain,
The rain has come again.
The night weighs on me...
Its hands intwined in deepest parts of mine.
Choking crushing madness.
Seemingly screaming,
Dreaming of monstrous delights.
Ten years of pain.
Have i atoned yet?
This cant be living.
Is there hope?
Fractal terror.
Will i find my small death?
Let healing dreams come.
I remember
Though you think id forgot

The times spent laughing
The times of childhood past
Remember the summers we swam in the pool
Pretending we where dolphins or monsters
Man we where fools
But it was ok because i was with you

We would lay our beds on the glass shop at night
And watch the stars wheel slowly through the sky
Feeling astronomical powers collide

A shot of smooth fire as it burnt through the night
Seeing the fire reflected back in both of our eyes
We would send wishes along with that light

So i remember
How could i forget
The day that you died
I lost my best friend
This old circle
Stuck in circuit
Around the ball
And back again
Alpha
Omega
We've been here before and truly
*we will be here again
A place where the trees steady grumble
Shifting leaves like sifting sand
From the winter of life
Springs joy and love
As seasons change
*Were coming home
How could we expect Righteousness to prevail
When there are none willing to make sacrifices
Such a gorgeous sunny day and i have to go
Yet what does my death matter
If it will incite the masses to rise to action
From the quite of the fading evening light
Clouds came slow to block the stars from sight
Gently came rain tapping rhythm with the wind
As thunder drops the beat the symphony begins
Water coming in to wash us clean again
Time is a face on the water
Seemingly concrete
Until the waves come to wash it away
~                           I am what you will be
                       After birth and death you see
                      Back to clouds and everything
                       Back to all the ones that leave
                     Comforting to have the thought
             Whether long or short ill go back to start
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