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Josh Hall Mar 2014
Dear lover I am writing,
To you instead of biting,
A bullet to let you **** me,
It's hopeless to try and sit,
Through all of the blatant fuckery,
But then maybe,
Just maybe it's good they locked you in the penitentiary!
Joker cards aren't worthless if you use them to cut yourself!
Who am I to say happiness brings you wealth!
As all my time is ticking,
Those ugly wounds you're licking,
And the gun I bought is sticking to my palm.
Because they let me **** the mad masked man,
He tried to steal your prized guillotine!
The constitutional irony on the the back of my hand.
Let me know if you can!
All those ugly wounds you're licking?
Away your time is ticking
You are my only gun,
Suicidal love!
**** all the above,
I'm so happy for your enemies!
The world's most painful drug,
Injects into the tongue,
Of he who spoke too much!
Oh my demonic angel!
My suicidal love!
It's nothing personal,
I believe in my arsenal,
All the ******* you've ever been told,
It's fun to watch them all break and fold,
They're already burning in the acid-cold,
Caked in mud,
Growing mold!
**** yourself they said to us!
And I won't kick the bucket,
Because away my time is ticking,
Because of all those ugly wounds you're licking,
And the gun I bought that's sticking,
To my palm!
Three ******* cheers,
For those who had the gull,
To wear the handcuffs and get taped to the wall!
You're that one,
My suicidal love!
Listen to "Gun"- My Chemical Romance! I listened to the album while writing this.
Josh Hall Mar 2014
My dreams,
They slip me into sentimental abhorrence,
Distractions are piercing my silence,
The insects are buzzing,
They drive me away,
I notice the new shade of gray,
It consumes my life,
It consumes my whole life!
So I ***** and strife!
Watch my world break its back,
Refracted distractions shine through the cracks,
My focus blurs to black,
Focus!
For ****'s sake let me focus,
My mind slips to hell,
It will **** us all,
So leave me alone,
Grow up,
Be thrown,
Expect me to die,
Waiting for things to get done,
I don't like to lie,
Let me know when we've won!
Please save some focus,
It's all I want to do,
Leave me to focus,
And I'll try not to leave and say "*******."
I've decided I'm going to put songs in the notes of my poems, because I can.
"thholyghst"-Crosses
Josh Hall Mar 2014
What do I do?
What do I do?
I'll ******* break them,
The storm I've made drapes them!
The specters don't listen if you don't lead them to their tombs,
A *******'s Satan-son lets his voice echo and loom.
All the times I look at you,
"What's wrong with you?"
"We're ******* through!"
Let it go!
It's nothing new!
And we're all ******!
Can't let it go,
Blow over the band,
The pain will fall down with the sand,
Just let it go,
And tell me that you know,
To drop it!
Drop it!
Forget it all!
Watch the fall!
Watch you drop it!
Drop it!
******* all,
Drop it!
Let me sail on through,
Then notice the pretty view,
Burning,
The tempest on the wake,
Is brewing an underworld earthquake,
Let fire reimburse me,
Let go for your own sake,
Tell me that your life's not at stake.
So move on!
Drop it!
I'm stuck with the ones who will never understand,
Reality is fragile,
Reality's in demand,
You want your salvation?
Take this plan,
Take this gun,
Take the trigger,
To your skull,
Release your specters to the world,
Or you could get off your ***,
Point the gun where it belongs,
Then they might drop it.
Sang this for my friends and they loved it! One dude told me I need Jesus (U.U)
Josh Hall Mar 2014
I was writing all down what was written before,
Writing down prats,
Writing down ******.
When I stumbled upon an array of deceit,
It was a trap,
They took my journal from me.
I smiled.
No one will ever find their bodies.
Bailey! What do I do?? I can't find it! @Kittytheemoprincess.
Josh Hall Mar 2014
Gambled all my luck,
Said "I don't give a ****",
Now I have to hitch a ride,
A couple bucks,
Now I'm stuck out here.
Now I'm trapped in my fears,
Haven't seen a single stack,
Since all my friends have turned their backs,
It's a kick in the ***,
Smoke the grass,
Step on the gas,
What I need isn't here,
Oh well,
Shut the **** up and steer!
Eat my dust you ******* *****,
You scream all the words that you don't hear,
And I'm not asking much,
Just steer.
You fell asleep I took the wheel,
Someone screamed "****** what's your deal?"
You're not real.
If they kick the **** out of me,
Hopefully,
They'll kick out all the memories.
It's a kick in the ***,
So I'll smoke some more grass,
But the memories stay right here.
Also Originally a Song
Josh Hall Mar 2014
Look back through all our broken hopes,
Our love was everything,
You showed me the ropes,
And it lasted such a long time.
So why, oh why,
Would I abandon this coke-line?
Naive and no sting,
Really nothing to bring,
And I'll continue to sing.
But you know how I wait,
Millennium for fate,
Just to find,
It's too ******* late.
So I'll haul my *** up to the higher ground,
You may scream right up the hill,
But it won't make a sound.
We'll both move on and I won't turn around.
I'm running,
Running,
Running,
To the high road now.
So if it's alright I have to go.
Wish I could stay,
But we're done.
So now I have to go
Just leave me alone.
I wish I could stay,
But we're over,
I'm phased.
So I'll run,
And I'll never stop.
Originally a song.
Josh Hall Mar 2014
I am no poet,
I am a song,
I am a violence that is my own psalm.
I am a lyricist,
And I wish to post,
Something to raise a toast,
To my favorite inciters of rage and prose.
I have been taking time off of poetry to write songs. I write them all the time. I will probably be receiving flak for them being songs, but we'll see.
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