the page laps ink
like milk from a bowl

sometimes there’s
enough for
my hungry soul.

my mind,
like Richard Parker
with a mutton shank,
gnawing away.

it all moves at
a snail’s pace,
never fast enough.

it is not a pleasant
thing to think
that there is so
much more to be
done.

I know I’ll never
get to it all.

It’s not right,
in fact all wrong,
there is no warmth,
there is no song,

not enough steaks,
not enough ham,
all that is left
is blackberry jam.

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-JBClaywell
©P&ZPublications; 2016

It's time to prophesize with our pen
Our hero's are being carted off by white coated men
There is so many that need saving
The war outside is raging
It's rattling our Windows and shake our walls
Listen up poets you can hear the call

Pick up your mighty pen
Record all that is inhuman
The doomsday clock is ticking down very fast
All the greedy men are counting up their cash
The darkness is spreading yet again
As the world is stretching towards the end

So we all must shed some light
Let us all just take a bite
Of what is and isn't right
Let our fellow man see the true sight
Of what is being lost within the fight
Let them start to ask if it's worth the plight

I feel so much pain from everything
I’ve lost all my friends
I can’t stand to be around my family
My past haunts me
My future ages me
My being disgusts me
My life has no point
All this pain could have been avoided if only I hadn’t of gone downstairs
If only I kept the pills down
If only
If only, then I would be happy
I’d be free
I would no longer be alone and in pain
The pain and the loneliness is killing me
It will **** me eventually

In the end,
Do not burn in your self-pity.
For the world you see,
Was never really pretty.
So burn in what you may,
No return to once what was.
For life was never meant to be lived in one space,
So bloom and buzz.

You just sit there like a nonexistent entity
Having no special identity
All your thoughts are not your owen
Only planted seeds in your mind is sown
You are so **** vain
This will probably have to be explained
Because you will probably take this as flattery
But I must say you have a vanilla personality

******* was he beautiful.
Everything about him was.
For him it came naturally.
He was flawless in everything he does.

******* was he smart.
He seemed to know everything.
Passing every test with an A.
Treated by all the teachers like a king

******* was he kind.
Treating everyone with pure love.
Knowing the struggles of life.
It's like he was an angel from above.

******* was he funny.
Knowing just how to make me smile.
The feeling was amazing.
Just laughing with him for awhile.

His parents loved him dearly.
Knowing they had the perfect son.
It helped him succeed.
While still making sure he had fun.

What a shame this boy seemed to lose himself.
What a sad story to tell.
Because behind that perfect smile.
He was caught in the deepest part of *hell.

The heart has no bones, but I heard it shatter
The day you turn and walked away, I heard the clatter
I heard it plainly over the,"I still love you"that I muttered
Now I'm left with all this clutter
Where did your fiery love go
I'll never understand, I'll never know
I shut my eyes to my new reality
Because behind my eyes you with me is all I see
I don't want to live a life that your not in
So I shut my eyes for the very last time,I will never open them again

All I wanted was someone to love me
All I wanted was someone to love.
All I wanted was to love them more than anyone else and supply them with love.
All I wanted
All I wanted was to love you
All I wanted was to show you how much you meant to me

All I wanted...was for you to deal with me...even if it got hard...
All I wanted was someone who would hold my heart

All thats left is stitching....from the heart that you took..and the person you left cold.

All I wanted was for you to love me...
All I wanted was for you to....
All I wanted was to love you.

Unchecked religious theory assumes the form of an economical meal from which lunacy devours freely and selfishly ..