Do you recognise the ****-wit the
one that takes it on the glass jaw.

The muppet on the string that clings
to the façade of ill positioned words.

Weep for the words that are constructed
like a three year old in nursery time.

Can you read your own reiterate its  
confused like there many thoughts.

Play with there feelings, don't succumb
to the forlorn words they spread idiotically.

There is a ****-Wit in all of us, we take it sometimes,
but others are just ******* more or less.

He said grown men don't weep
but I did last week
last night as I lay on my bed in a heap
bar height - i've lived a life on the sweet
(bar -marmite a little bitter on the teeth
(bar -barfights i guess I thrive on the street
baabaa type if I'm a meat I'm a sheep
ha ha at light but only weep in my sleep
far far right from when I started this speech
au revoir mon amie this be the end of my suite

child moans mute
plight pools
brewed
strife

grey days dank
split robes
seared
****

time plots sighs
mourns lost
trust
life

dreams weep joy
stroke scenes
once
viewed

Im hurting her,
by being with you,
and the more I like you,
the more I lose her,

I cant carry you both in limbo,
and I cant pick or chose one of you,
him or her,
or none for me,

my friends,
you can not leave me,
for i need you to help me stand tall,
so i cannot chose,

and know i will weep,
when one decides to cut ties,
and i hope you remember the good times,
before my heart ruined everything we had.

Peacefully Prospero weeped
at the edge of these darkened seas.
Unfeathered flocks of fiery bones
flew above his heavy brow.
Giving not a moments notice
at the sorrowed actions of this beaten crowd.

Standing in a harvested field, the sky touching the ground
Not a raise, a tree, or a hill to be found
A coal black cloud is coming down
Standing there head back, hoping in it's rain I drown
My heart is bleeding black
Everything from a young age went so off track
I am just the black sheep
I am just the freak
Watch me as my eyes leak
This lonely watch I keep
On my knees now I just weep
It's only sorrow that I reap
For a life lived amongst the ruins
Living under a storm constantly brewing
Daylight seeped through once or twice
Made the formless bleakness more than thrice
So I beg for no more light
It just makes it harder to fight
If blackness is where I'm ment to stay
Just keep the sun away

Slice it up, make it quick
It'll be done with just one flick
Cut it deep
I want it to do more than weep
Cut out the bad
Oops that's all I had
rivers of blood from me pour
Now I'm in pieces on the floor
I just couldn't take it any more!!