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1.9k · Jun 2015
A carpet coffin
Ranger Rick Jun 2015
Inhale swiftly
come down quickly
hit the Floor
Be no more.

What a comfy Carpet,
but it ***** me under
like a tar pit.
I'm left to wonder
If it's dragging me
down to Heaven.
I've sunken seven feet under.

I see the light,
it's been lit.
Maybe this time I just might
reach for it.
Reach through the rug.
Reach down and give a tug.

But my arm won't budge.
A mortal's terror
What if he holds a grudge?
It's just not fair.
God no not like this,
Think of all the things I'll miss.
If I see the suns rays
Lord I swear I'll change my ways.

This Time...
976 · Jun 2015
Attention whore
Ranger Rick Jun 2015
I need some attention,
I need some attention.
Look at I else I cry
I have friends I swear.
When I say I'll die
they all care.
It's a lie.
**** the intention.
I need the attention.
Lest I mistake
Friendship for pity
the demons I create
aren't harsh or gritty.
No! They're all fake.
One wolf
Two wolf
Three wolf
No wolf
You got me, you got me.
Hopefully you're happy.
It in the perspective of another.
903 · Jun 2015
Thank God
Ranger Rick Jun 2015
Thank God, for eyes.
I see twenty-twenty
through written lies.
I just think it's funny
to see hypocrites squirm.
Hot in their seats their on trial.
Some people never learn.
God understands. That's denial.
But what do I know?
I'm only human.
I find a new low,
daily depression.
Jesus took brother.
So thank God! *******.
655 · Jun 2015
Rat Race
Ranger Rick Jun 2015
Three hundred sixty five thousand
rats are born daily.
One or two could be a mouse and
these numbers aren't failing.

The rat pops out
and starts racing through the maze
the bells are loud
He sits in class dazed
walking across the Stage
completely amazed
in rage.
This is it?

Off to the rat factory
constructing little rat watches
too costly for his hourly
jealously he covets
his rat mouth tastes sour.
Comfort, a paw swipe away
promised he was Happily Ever After
he'll get it someday
One way or another
Even if he hasn't to steal, cheat, and lie
Even if he has to die.
509 · Jun 2015
The man I was meant to be
Ranger Rick Jun 2015
Lucifer, Dear
Quit lookin at me
In the mirror
What have I to fear
The evil in my eye
It's only me here
And him in my mind
But he's not the worst of guys
He whispers in my ear
Tearing apart lies
With a judgemental sneer
So I'll let him stay a while
Walk in my shoes for a mile.
485 · Jun 2015
Darling Doctor
Ranger Rick Jun 2015
"We have another"
"Is he like the Last"
"You decide Doctor"
"I'll make it fast"

Asleep drooling venom
and blood
"It'll be hard to mend"
"Cuts full of mud"
"Boys will be men"

Eyes: fearful glint
Curdling scream
Patient: impatient
punctured spleen
"Can I caress your bicep"
         torn tricep
"Handsome jawline"
         snapped spine
"Boy you're cute"
         tongue mute
"You're a work of art"
          bleeding heart
"I'll go where you go"
          twisted toe
"Just you and me"
          burns third degree
" I love you for sure"
          fragmented femur
"Shhh I think you're the one"
          blown lung

Quick as promised
She cleaned him out
Until he was fixed
Grateful without a doubt
He smiled "thank you
You're my light
My love
I'm glad it was us too"

"Close but not right"
She dragged him
He wouldn't fight
His tears were grim
"The curb, bite it"
452 · Aug 2015
Time falls
Ranger Rick Aug 2015
Tumbling all around
Especially down
Plummeting to the ground
Pace ever increasing
Screams never ceasing.

Breathing deeply
Nothing can **** me
And Nothing will **** me
Nothing will consume all
Through this terrible fall
It eats everything at last
Turning this corpse into ash
Even the soul shall pass.

So take what you can
I need nought
Save you my friend
To help my lot
To pass my time, before my time.
448 · Jul 2015
War on worms
Ranger Rick Jul 2015
Cruel addiction
Sick affliction
You fill me with bliss
Only to leave me in screaming fits

Curse my needy flesh
Curse it to death
Curse my soaring mind
Leaving my body far behind
empty to the core
A husk moaning "just one more"
It'll do the dirtiest chore

If the mind returns: shock and horror
Wishing it were dead
Riddled with led
Paint the back of the shed
Paint it red
(Back of the head red)
Tuck me in a dirt bed
Soil tossed in snugly to the chin
This worm gives me a knowing grin
Knowing he'll be crawling up my skin

So before you go
Give me one more for the road
Just one more hit
A departing kiss
So I won't feel the feasting squirms
Of millions of worms
367 · Jun 2015
Untitled i
Ranger Rick Jun 2015
Your not sane, your not rational.
Your just an animal.
Millions **** in the name of Mohammad or Jihad. That's not criminal.
It's beautiful.
It's not crazy to talk to somebody that's not there.
That's called prayer.

Listen to all I say
Don't do a thing on this day,
Don't eat ***** meat,
Most of all don't be gay.

Did you honestly think I was listening?
Did you honestly think I was caring?
I made lucifer and I made you.
The only difference between those two,
One is a cover up, the other is stupid,
One is ***** lie, the other thought it true,
One is me and the other is you.

— The End —