people have people fires and lip sores

Just a bunch of random s**t...lol

 

 

So bleak

Trees are ash

No leaves

No life

Just ashes

Just branches

It’s snowing ashes

On the shore

Tide runs red

Blood red

On a black beach

Death colored sand

Bodies and blood

Bones

Death

Alone

Dimsmal tide

 

Don’t bother me muse

I want to be alone

No creativity

No creativity at all

Blocked wall

Guarding ashes

Sut

Cold fires

Burn to ice

Please rain

Clean everything

Start over

D****e my brain

Free the pain

or some new hurt

Concentrate on nothing

Concentrate on nothing

Stop this ringing in my head

 

RingRing!

Hey phone-

Shut up!

I want to hear the beach

The black-ash filled beach?

No

The pretty one

With the pretty girls

And the nice warm air

Take a dip

Get some sun

You look good with your shirt off

But it has to turn July

Right?

Wrong!

Not if you go on vacation

So go on vacation?

Yes, but not right away.

Okay

Until then

Go f**k yourself

Okay

You too

Reviews

[L.G. Knight]

wow pretty good random thoughts like how you made them all fit together.... Nicely done!

~Frances~

[justjenn_2u]

Your brain is just as creative as I thought. : )

In the beginning of this poem, I felt such darkness, fire, brimstone, and misery. As I continued to read, I can surely tell YOU NEED A VACATION, my friend.

I love the sarcasm in the closure of this one.

Write on!

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Ah, the conversations one has in one's own mind!

My favorite line - 'D****e my brain' - reminds me of a line I wrote once that read 'Begged for an enema'. In any case, interesting rant here. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha