it is a
disaster


caught
off guard


captured


what you have
you dont want


trapped
there

sought
after

year after year


dreading the moments



you know the feeling
when your companion
becomes your opponent




you try hard to grasp ahold
of whats left of your soul




holding on like its a reglued
piggy bank





only when its harshly shaked
and breaks



it makes

no cents

prank "fake" call to myself from myself. trying to get over... MYSELF... her side is in between my words on the phone i know what i am saying what she says because i thought it all out only writing it down from my point of view. confused? good.

yes, my name is Jason

how do u know that?

its also octopusknees

just like its spelled

only one word
and not meaning
what you think

neverminds

how did you know my name?
ahhhh... i told it to you. coooool.
im glad u remembered.

(laughs)

NEVerMINds?

are you a leo?
or a lion ness?

because im random like that (this).
and this is what i do all alone
in a closed room on the phone.

do you eat men
or fish?

oh really? RARELY? both? which do you prefer?

ya
ya
ya
ya
ya
ya

just felt like throwing in a bunch of ya's
well.. i didnt hear you say anything..
why didnt you talk?

WAIT
what

this isnt real

is it?
the matrix?

where are all the guns and my hot chick?

great title. very fitting

i love the emotion felt from this one..

of equalizer

i go up and down
on the one side
i pride myself on
being sharp
quick witted
rhetorical
absolutely
adoreable
smoking hot
like a marlboro
without the sides effects
of you knows
cancer
and bad smells
tips and teeth yellow
everythings yellow
scattered about
strangely rearranged
owelly
on the other side
i am absent
minded like a genius
who scans and disects
his every intentions
a real chemist
with the mixes
who can break things
as well as he fixes
making things out of
stuff that he knows
will taste delicious

when i gave her the biggest part of me

i never knew exactly just how
retarded she would actually be

i mean
seriousy!

frustrated -
over making
this girl my world

looking out
of her eyes
i feel compelled

forced
to choose drugs
to get hugs
because
what
it
is
is
NOT
WHAT IT WAS

seriously!
i mean

why does this seem to ALLways
happen to ME?

i know why
but i act like
i have no clue

WOAH
what a fool!

i was seriously about to ask myself
"what 'did' i do?"

but at the last moment i realized
she got bored,
too.

when i look at her
i see her hate

i did nothing
negative however

unnaturally now i
look at her with love

knowing i
should escape

i reach out
to get no hug

DespiteIncludingHisMothersUngreatfulness
IamBestToBindMyselfToEyesGreatestCreation

MySon

DespiteIncludingHisMothersUngreatfulness
SheFindsMyLoveDareiSayClingyAndUncontagious

he means MORE than me


i know this because i could fail much easier with OUT him


i know this because i could fail much easier with OUT him


i know this because i could fail much easier with OUT him
i know this because i could fail much easier with OUT him
i know this because i could fail much easier with OUT him

i am a little obsessive i know


i know this because i could fail much easier with OUT him

why? because?


i know this because i could fail much easier with OUT him




i know this because i could fail much easier with OUT him




(...)



i know this because i could fail much easier with OUT him



he means MORE than me


compulsively? maybe?

yes - most
likely.

THANK YOU ALL for the replies.

and Davey you haven't missed any of my writes. lol! i haven't been nearly as active as i would like to be. i might have posted 5 poems in the last 6 months. which is equivalent to two days worth when i first joined this site almost 3 years ago, wow, 3 years already lol. crazy...

"So heavy the burden must be at times a load more than any wanted."

im here
on the move

not much to prove

im winning the battle
i thought i would lose

hmm, whats else to do

hmmmmm, the thought
has grew

i
love me
more than me

so you,

i have choosed.

where ever we go
there we our

soft cement
that never meant
to get hard

dimples to wrinkles
glass windows to shards

hungry we retreat
to eat
and sleep

in our cars

sitting in the dark
at a park

waiting

for jumper cables

i wake up and jerk off

eat than jerk off

when i take a leak
i think
about
jerking off

its right there I SAY

WHYYYY NOT? play

release some tension

when i cant find one

to help alleviate
this stuffyness

when i feel good
i cant be pissed

stoked by the stroke
i dispense

i love to know
i can get off
unwinced

hence release
after the cringe

holding on
i clench

without suspense

i believe
there is some sorta
pretense

where my hand on me
strenghthens this
weakness

that cums with me
and having a
penis