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Steven Forrester Jan 2011
In the sky
I see red eyes
Staring down upon me
Seeing everything I see
I feel I cannot escape
I fear no one can relate
I know I must not hesitate
If I do I seal my fate
Staring down is the eye
So high up in the sky
I take my last breath
And I stumble upon blissful death
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
A feeling of loneliness
A showing of heartlessness
Soaring and flying
Living and dying
Inside this force, it grows
A felling we all know
Inside a darkness grows
From my head to my toes
Inside it rises up
And yes it pulls me down
I see an empty cup
Insignificance is my crown
For this I shed one tear
For there is few I fear
You persecute outside your preference
Merely proving your own insignificance
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
I'm sick
I'm sick of the world
I'm sick of my curls
I'm sick of small toys
I'm sick of a voice
I'm so sick
And I know not what to do
I'm so sick
Of the hell I've been through
But most of all
I'll say it proud and stand tall
Because my words are true
I'm so sick of not being with you
I'm sick of not hearing you talk
I'm sick of not holding you as I walk
I'm sick of not smelling your hair
Because mon etoile
I love you more than air
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
Anger rises
A soft heart dies
Hardened in crisis
My mind just flies
I can write again
For the first time
In so long
My mind has long since been gone
Can you hear me crying
Can you watch me dying
I feel like flying
Heat rises
In blood so cold
A cut entices
Anger so bold
I can remember
A hot temper
Drowning me
How I wish I could see
I am not bad
Merely just mad
And yes i do remember
My woefully hot temper
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
Hey buddy!
I noticed you're a little nuts
But
You gotta understand
For you life isn't gonna be so grand
Anymore
Because
Don't you see
You're fooling yourself
Because
She doesn't want you
But she does want me
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
Is it meaningless
If i hold your hand
Is it meaningless
If i touch your face
Is it meaningless
Or is it grand
Is everything meaningless
In this rat race
Every grain of sand
Every rock 'n' roll band
Every lady and every man
Yet i still stand
I stand and write
I write only what is true
Whats true is not always right
Whats right is not always you
And again I stand
I stand for those with no home
I stand for those who are all alone
I stand for those who need defense
I stand for those trapped behind the fence
Of total control
I know I've lost my hold
And now I've turned cold
I stand for those who are helpless
Even if you think its meaningless
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
Feel it pumping
Feel it flow
My pulse is jumping
It's time to throw
You ****** me off
For the last ******* time
Blood you shall cough
As your lungs die
Your breath leaves your chest
You ****** with the best
Now die like the rest
My boot crushes your throat
I'll get the last vote
As I leave you to float
In a stagnant mote
Of sewage and ****
And I'll go and get lit
And watch you burn
Because *******
It's my turn
(c) Steven Forrester
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