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Jul 2015 jat

Joe Cole

He sat in faded dungarees
Old slouch hat on balding head
Said "write the words for me boy
There's words that must be said"
I did my time and paid the price
For a drug filled violent youth
I thought I was the main man
And had a role to keep
You know what I mean
Anyway son I pulled a gun and shot him in the head
Then laughed at his crying wife and kids
As he took his last dying breath
I walked away without a second glance
After all he should have shown respect
Respect! Yeah I was the main man on the street

Anyway for thirty years I pondered what I'd done
Eventually came to realize
Only notoriety comes from the barrel of a gun
Inside I was nothing
All ill gained fame was gone
Now just a number wearing leg irons
Cutting weeds beneath the sun

Tell them for me boy
That it just ain't worth the cost
Write the words I tell you
Get the message out there
Before more young boys are lost

Not sure about this one

Jul 2015 jat

Dead silent

Jul 2015 jat

Davy

Dead silent

I'm 18 years old. All these 18 years, I've been alone, living in nearly complete silence. I always enjoyed being lonely and silent.
But since my near-death, this has changed. Now I hate being lonely, it eats away at me, it breaks me down. I used to live by silence, now the silence is slowly killing. The silence screams at me, telling me things I don't like. "You're nothing.", "You're no good to anyone.", "People don't want you around.". The silence burnt these words into my mind, I get reminded of them every day. I try so hard to just have at least 1 friend in my life, but now, I'm convinced even that is too much to ask...

I've written quite some poems, and I'd appreciate if you guys would let me know what you think about them, what I should change and what I should leave the same.

Jul 2015 jat

False Love

Jul 2015 jat

Jasmine

False Love

I don't know how I was made to believe,
That you were to never deceive,
We were always together and all the time very strong,
I think I was holding on for a bit too long.

All the time I moved on and I had hope,
When people told me that with that I shouldn't cope,
You made me believe that my dreams would come true,
With your own serpent ways too

I thought you were the one all along,
But now it's proven that I was totally wrong.
Every time you make a mistake, you promise that it's your last,
And I don't know how you made me forget so fast.

All the time you were trying to change me,
When I was trying to be the best anyone can be,
All you think about is how to use me, I can now see
To get the satisfaction you want for free,

At first I thought this made me so special,
You mde me feel so confused at times,
That I felt like committing the worst of crimes.

Why was I holding on? I really have no clue,
When my heart and mind confirm that nothing is true.

#nolove

Jul 2015 jat

Songwriting

Jul 2015 jat

rained-on parade

Songwriting

Today I wrote a song about your teeth.
They are crooked and imperfect.
Just like this. Our hands. And these
songbirds are all liars. We haven’t learned.
Flesh memory is overrated. Last night
I felt the linen, and it whispered to me
nothing. Not even the shape of you
reminds me of happiness. What is the use
of these metaphors if they can’t
beautify you anymore. No longer as fierce
as the inferno I allowed you to become.
Drowning in bedclothes, trying to understand how streams of consciousness
are becoming bodies of water. Today
I wrote a song about your teeth. And I
read it aloud to the voiceless, and now
they know what love tastes like.

Does hating your own art make you a better artist, or just stranger to your own hands?

#love #poetry #songs #teeth

Jul 2015 jat

Clouds

Jul 2015 jat

Eve Lastnamehere

Clouds

It seems I spend most of my time with my head in the clouds,
Oh how I wish to be like them.
I wish to be careless, free, not a bound to anything, or anyone,
but no matter how high I get, my feet never leave the ground.
I am forever stuck, rising higher, but never actually leaving.
Like the roots on the ground have woven around my feet,
there's no actual way out, there never was, was there?

Jul 2015 jat

Words

Jul 2015 jat

Lovey

Words

People they come to be judgmental towards others.
The say words that demolish others.
The crush people.
A simple word, can **** someone.
People say.
Words are just words they dont affect you.
But words are why wars are started.
Words are why someone killed them self today.
Words are always there.
People say actions speak louder than words but what happens when you cant move?
Words are all you have.
Words are all you have left.
Words are not just simple words.
Words are the most strongest power we all hold.
A word can change someones life forever.
You can save someones life by words.
How likely can you by actions?
What if your to far to do something.
Words is all you have.
How did the power of words become so small but actions now rule to be more powerful than words that change the world.
You can not change a world by actions.
But you most definitely can by words.
Inspiration starts with words and builds to more.
Words.
They can haunt you if you let them.
If you keep unsaid words inside you'll come to know those words you never said are the one things you needed to be said.
Words are what heals you.
Words are what kills you.
So how can a word be so worthless?
If it can **** people inside and then out.
But a word can also heal a persons entirety.
Words save people, But words also ****.
-Mickie Rouxe-

#words #life #heart #hope #people #true #**** #save #judgement #heal