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jmc Mar 2010
The desire that I had in my mind was something that I had not expected;
to bury its neck so deep;
to make its home so welcome;
to lay its egg so sweet;
to haunt me in my dreams; and cut me down from beneath;
until I discovered its purpose,
did I learn how to control it, and never let it go.
Joel Chico 2010.
jmc Mar 2010
let's be friends and wallow away together
free from the agents of control
yes, we'll be lonely and bored
but at least we can be happy within our souls

the monster is eating me alive
from the inside out
although he keeps me quiet
i wish to scream and shout

restless games
restless games
jmc Mar 2010
To be or not to be
**** the man who stole the throne from me
A father murdered by a brother's hand
Fooled my mother with a wedding band

Sitting meek with no one to trust
Fell in love with a maiden's lust
Cut my throat and hope to die
Instead of living in a house of lies

Passions flare as emotions rage
They tie me up and throw me in a cage
Off to England I'd hate to go
For here in Denmark we await a show.

Be bold and ****** my actions sing
To avenge my father, defiance I'll bring
Perhaps a play will be the thing
To catch the conscience of the king

To hold my mother in my arms
Her heart I wish to always keep warm
But wretched vile serpent you slay
And sneak into the bed, with white venom you lay

Crazy does my mind still climb
Upon ladders which intertwine
For an answer my soul to seek
This utter madness makes my body weak.

But at least my death be not in vain
When mine uncle sit with sword, blood slain
Poison me at my throne I'll lay dead
Hamlet, The Prince of Denmark, King once again.
Joel Chico, 2009.
jmc Mar 2010
Oh how you eat away at me like a bat in a cage
You're interior motives assemble in rage
To the beat of the restless hearted sage
Fill me up now hunger, you get worse with age.
jmc Feb 2010
The days seem so empty,
I’m bored it’s all the same.
I want some change in life,
I want to play a new game.

Time is of the essence,
I’m feeling a little blue.
So I call up my friend Lucifer,
To see what he can do.

There’s a knock at my front door,
And I ask just who it is.
He says, “It’s Luci, Charlie.”
I say “**** that was quick!”

He comes in all dressed in red,
With a skin-suit and a tail.
He asks, “What’s the problem friend?
Won't you tell me your tale?"

I tell him my dilemma,
“I’m looking for something new.”
He paces back and forth until
He says, “Well I’ve got something for you.”

He pulls out a slip of paper
And says, “Just sign right here,
I’ll make you’re life so happy,
And everything will seem clear.

So I say, “Okay,
That’s exactly what I need.”
And I write my name quite nicely,
Signed with a pen of greed.

Then he grins a smile so deadly,
So horrific, dark and gray
He takes the papers fiercely
And hands me my prize with no delay.

He disappears in a puff of smoke,
I hear laughter as it fades.
Things seem to be pretty great
Now that the deal is made.

I walk around so healthy
My guns are big and strong.
I have many cars and woman,
I feel nothing can go wrong.

Life seems so perfect now
I’m having a good time,
Until I hear that laughter
As I near the end of my ride.

There is no smoke but vapor,
For Luci comes with one thought in mind,
He grabs me violently by the wrist
Holding the papers I signed.

He says, “You’ve had your fun,
But now it’s time to come with me.”
As the ground burns up with fire
He’s left me with no where to flee.

I ask, “Hey what are you doing?
I didn’t sign for this!’
He says, “Yes you did Charlie,
You should have read the fine print.”

He said, “You can have anything in life,
But at the end I get your soul.”
He laughs again profusely
And kicks me into that flaming hole.

As I fell into infinity,
I heard people dying, demons feeding.
My head hit the ground
And I couldn’t stop the bleeding.

I looked at my surroundings,
I was in a dark place full of pain.
I saw millions of screaming people,
It was driving me insane.

I thought back to my boring life
Something now that I do miss.
Cause five minutes feel like forever
In this miserable abyss.

The days are long and weary
I have nothing left to hold.
My senses seem to leave me
Now that my soul is sold.

Fear has become my enemy
I’m lost and no longer level.
Content has got the best of me
Now that I spend eternity with the Devil
Joel Chico, 2009.
jmc Feb 2010
Yeah I've got the head of Abraham Lincoln
Nobody knows but I'm sure they're all thinkin'
What's on his mind in this time of need,
The world will all watch, the children will see
How a man once did die, once died for his dream

Now I don't know too much about politics
But as you know all the people want more of it
If only what we say on those pages are true,
What the world needs now is the help from you
Oh Abraham Lincoln what should we do?

Oh I can't offer much to this world you see,
But don't just stand there and criticize me
If you ask me one question, I'll tell you a tale
That we're small specs of sand on this giant earth scale
So please get out there and please don't you fail

With your top hat and your beard
I know you have doubts. I know you have fears
But sir aid us now, before we all go
Into the depths of the holes we've made long ago
What to do with our lives we just don't know


So you speak about the war, about slavery and death
But what should we do about the peace we have yet
To find is our need, it's our desire, our cause
How many more must die until we just hit pause
And realize that our answers were here all along

Well have you got an answer for me, my dear friend?
We'll all sit and watch and listen to your head
As it speaks of things that it never got to say
Before it was all violently blown away
We know that your choices will come in handy today
Joel Chico, 2009.
jmc Feb 2010
wake up.

Move quickly dear son, the race is won,
Don't fall behind or else the sea may turn green.

The world is sick, the earth is tired from holding those beads of war,
those times of discontent.

Freedom exists in the hearts of men, a woman's soul and together their minds will find their way to transcend.

Living inside our own heads free from pain and misery,
sometimes though I feel so utterly alone
when the times get tough,
the days seem longer when lost in a dream.
Jmc 5:01
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