My Big Thread of Lyrics/Poems

Discussion in 'The Artist's Corner' started by Ataxia, Jun 18, 2007.

  1. So, I got a lot of shit that I keep writing, and would like to share it with everyone here. If you like it, let me know, if you don't, oh well. This shit helps me keep my mind clear, so I'll write till I die. I'll just post all my new shit in this thread.

    Verse I

    Please Lord forgive me, for I have sinned
    I took a single bed, and made it twin.
    Fuck a couple; let’s just go for three,
    Got a devil and an angel sleepin’ next to me.

    I look to the left, look to my right,
    “Do what’s good son, find the light.
    Tolerate others, give to the poor
    Do un to others, now and forever more.”

    I look to my left, fear for my life,
    “Fuck that otha *****, yo, grab the knife.
    Stab that pussy bitch, go smoke some dro,
    Get crunk in the club, fuck a ho.”

    Back to the right with a loudening roar
    “Son, do not make a woman in to a whore.”
    “Fuck that slut, make her beg for more.”

    So I look to my left, look to my right,
    Try to decide what’s goin on in my life.
    With one last thought, I raised it up,
    Brought it down, and pulled out a gut.

    Then I raised it again, drove it down with force
    The one to my right sounded like a dying horse.
    “Let’s fuck people up” the devil said to me,
    “Fuck you, it’s my own destiny.”

    Once more up, and once more down,
    My life got fucked up all around.
    No devil to say yes, no conscience to say no
    I was all alone, I was all on my own.
    No one in my bed, except for me
    “Fuck you both, it’s my own destiny”.

    And then I slept.

    Verse II

    Went to the hospital today, doc told me I’m fine
    “You sure there isn’t shit wrong, I feel like I’m dyin.”
    So they took more blood, ran another test
    “Son, you’re a lot better off then the rest.”

    I kept begging for answers, asked the doc please
    Even got down on my own two knees.

    “You gotta help me doc, somethin ain’t right,
    I sit in bed and just lay awake all night.
    My mind keeps racin like a mile a minute,
    But the race keeps goin, there is no finish.
    I just keep thinking about how shit went wrong,
    How I ended up trapped in this fucked up song.”

    “Isn’t there anything you can give to me?”
    “Some rest, relaxation, and a good nights sleep.”

    I walked out of there worse then I arrived
    My mind has one speed, overdrive.

    I drove to my friend, the drive was long
    When I got there he pulled out a bong.
    “I’ve never done a drug, I’m scared as hell
    If I get arrested, the police will tell.”

    “Don’t worry bro”, he said with a smile.
    “Smoke some of this you’ll be higher then a mile.
    You got problems just like everyone else
    Except your problems make your life a hell.
    This shit right here will put your mind at ease
    You’ll go home, pass out, and catch some Z’s.”

    I picked up the lamp, and took my first hit,
    Coughed like motha fucka “Holy shit!”
    “Virgin lungs baby, now take a second.
    In just 30 seconds you’ll feel like heaven.”
    So I hit it again, and then once more,
    Within 5 minutes my ass was on the floor.

    “Your eyes are closing, want me to turn out the lights?”
    My mind was silenced, I was in paradise.

    I was in paradise.

    Verse III

    People say they like me but I know it’s not true
    I can tell it’s a façade and see right through.
    But I don’t fret because I know it’s true
    What I would give for a day in your shoes.
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    What I would give for a world without pain
    What I would give for a day without rain
    What I would give for a brand new brain
    What I would give, just to feel sane.
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    But people say they like me, I should feel glad
    But I know it’s not true, so I still feel bad,
    Still feel the shame of being the only one left out
    It’s like I’m praying for rain in an eternal drought.
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    So I sit in my chair and just write these verses,
    Got more of them in my head then Paris Hilton has purses
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    It’s like my heads filled with shit,
    When it should be filled with gold.
    It’s like I’m begging for a fire,
    Standing out in the cold.
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    Out in the cold, with no coat or hat,
    Like I’m baseball player, but I got no bat.
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  2. I know exactly where you are coming from. I don't know if you're illness is the same as mine or not, but I believe they are similar, I'm schizo.

    peace
     
  3. very well written, i love rhyming poems and those flow exceptionally well. deep emotions show through your words and thats how i like it. very nice
     
  4. Thanks for the feedback guys.

    Today is the three year anniversery(if you can call it that) of when a good friend of mine took his own life. I wrote this in his memory tonight.

    Verse IV

    You were a friend to me like the world will never know
    Started off tough, but our friendship did grow
    From being a budding leaf, to what it was that day
    That day that took everything away.

    You made your decision, an unending rest
    You hated the world, but it tried it's best.
    Life gave bad cards so you shuffled the deck,
    Dealt with it for years, then cut your neck.

    People got mad, they said you couldn't handle life,
    But all I saw was an existence filled with strife.
    They never knew you like I did, they never will
    And even though it's been years, I miss you still.

    When life gave you lemons, you made lemonade
    And when the fight was at your door, you grabbed a grenade
    Always stood tall, not once backing down
    Even though those bitches treated you like a clown.

    No one saw you as you were,
    They sat back and judged.
    Like your own personal jury,
    Through every step you trudged.

    It surrounded you like a gathering storm,
    Rain pouring down like an epic flood,
    Furious lightning as the sky was torn,
    Then the rivers ran red with blood.

    So this one's for you,
    And all the shit they put you through,
    For the life you never knew,
    And for your tree that never grew.

    If life teaches you one thing,
    It's that karma's a bitch.
    They put you in your grave,
    I'm gonna leave ‘em in this ditch.
     

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