I want to cry...
I can't die...
No one can understand me...
I'm lonely...
No one here is with me...
My heart is empty...
I'm trying to find
A person who I imagined in my mind...
A person who is as same as me...
who can feel all my pains...
And walk with me & train me
to not be the lonely...

we do not see

the things unseen

the childrens cry

the mothers scream

we do not care

unless it's here

unless it hurts us

unless we dare

confront the things

we best ignore

the things that we

let happen

Jetting away to your far away home
I'm left with your fragrance and image alone,
To sit on the chair with a scotch in my hand
Miserably aware that I can't understand,
Why you left, why you cried,why you sped for the door
Leaving pungency there in the sheets on the floor.

The aching emptiness, hollow inside
The confusion and rawness of pain, I confide,
That I'm lost. Tomorrow is pointlessly there
When I wake up to find that your gone in despair.
Just yesterday, we lay spent on the bed
Entwined and sated, so seemingly dead,
And now the ghost of passion's done
When then, we were so wetly one.

Marshalg
Mangere Bridge
26 October 2009

I hate myself
and my blandness.
I hate my hair
and my sadness.
I hate my nose
and my bruteness.
I hate my feet
and my bitterness.
I hate my legs
and my desperateness.
I hate my wrists
and my selfconsciousness.

Perfection
Beauty
Happy
Brilliance
Selfless
Excitement

Nothing.

Tender are the moments spent on cloud pillows with blanket memories
Once solid visions turn to merely smells of a gusting by past
Recollections found in the wind taste of a sweet spontaneity
Held by hearts that never let go, and minds that casually forget
A thumping from within never quiet beneath the skin
To the dreams ran away from that fill watery eyes
Merely to awaken to an empty world that a heart may despise
Never to return as the sun does after the coldest night
Defining a realization that alone, now, one must fight
As the half that promised to never leave has all but gone away
Yet always trapped in daydreams, in an almost timeless kind of way

Brain

Could you give me a **** break?
Your always running and scared
Why the hell are you so scared?
And sad? What did the insane world do to you that made you so closed off yet powered on?

Heart

Your sneaky I can't trust you
You make me love to easily
Do you remember my neighbors?
The sons? I've never even had a conversation with them all they do is stare at me all the time and you have me thinking they feel much more.
Leave me be please. With true emotions.


People

Stop hurting me. I know you don't care but your just making me hate the world even more, "your pushing me so further into the dark that I'm starting to see tunnels, and people who live there."