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May 2012 · 693
Clean Up the Inner Cities
John K May 2012
Young women
on the streets
Beating off
old pervert’s wrinkly meat.

Young women, without a dream to be
free live a life in misery
All alone in their hearts,
Always alone in their own hearts.

Decadence is haunting the street
Darkening the darkest corners.
We will all be alcohol abusers
We will all be hopeless drug users,
Standing alone in the streets like them
Fallen victims of society
And that is why we must put it to an end.
May 2012 · 616
The Sea
John K May 2012
We toss and turn
and for our life's concern
against the force of the sea--
sun shining brightly over the horizon
wind gusting hopelessly
our dignity cast out into the sea
nature is taking it's revenge on me
with its waves,
waves that crash endlessly on me!
May 2012 · 856
"High" School
John K May 2012
Strolling under the vaults
of eternal misery:
The school-hallways
puts my heartbeat to a halt

Eyes scanning intensely,
seeking out cover from the wild beasts inside
looking at me
with their judgmental eyes.

Hidden in class like a gem under a stone,
I sit always alone
in the blackhole
that is my imagination.

An outcast, a stranger--
I see their eyes,
and the young love between girls and guys,
i see so passionately
through my glass-window,
admiring the love, the light,
the life--pleasant or unpleasant
still lighter than my darkness.
How they are so humane,
yet I'm left alone with pain.

When will this pain end,
the dreadful feeling of not fitting in?
or is this all I'll have,
all I'll have for eternity?

I will peek through the window again
and see their faces with radiant happiness
so I can paste it onto my own
in my imagination!
May 2012 · 511
For Those Who Are Sad
John K May 2012
When you walk alone at night
holding your head down low
raise you head, see the end plateau
upon which rests the lowly sparrow
And remember that
we are all under His protection.
May 2012 · 460
Evil Dream
Apr 2012 · 375
Suicidal Thoughts.
John K Apr 2012
lone, dark night
feet thumping the concrete sidewalk
stars twinkle:
in and out, off and on
my life in and out, off and on
the only constant in this vastly changing world
is death
and death i yearn for

— The End —