"Everybody says you're no good, because you don't act like they think you should"

"I have a feeling I'm falling on rare occasions but most of the time I have my feet on the ground I can't help it if the ground itself is falling." - Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Radio Friendly Unit Shifter

Ummmmmmm....
I was just wondering....
Do you like me?
(whisper-guiter stops here)

Use just once and destroy
Invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Starve without your skeleton key

I love you for what I am not
I do not want what I have got
A blanket acne'ed with cigarette burns
Speak at once while taking turns

What is what I need
What is wrong with me
What is what I need

I'm nothing to do with what you think
If you ever think at all
Bi-polar opposites attract
All of a sudden my water broke

I love you for what I am not
I do not want what I have got
A blanket acne'ed with cigarette burns
Second-rate third degree burns

What is what I need
What is wrong with me
What do I think I think

Hate your enemies
Save, save your friends
Find, find your place
Speak, speak the truth

What is what I need
What is wrong with me
What is what I need
What do I think I think

Use just once and destroy
Invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Starve without your skeleton key


What is wrong with me
what is what I need
What do I think I think

What is wrong with me
what is what I need
What do I think I think

When the last person you can count on is yourself, and you've done away with the only bridge you've never wanted to burn, you truly have nothing left to lose.

There's no point in this life/

See you in the next one, where hopefully you'll get your revenge.

A familiar voice that always disappoints

Father Of Mine

I had to leave.

I just couldn't take it any longer.

Vision blurred, I rushed down the second floor hallway to the women's bathroom and locked the door behind me as I isolated myself in the second stall. I slumped onto the toilet bowl, quietly allowing my face to drip into the palms of my hands. The only thing in the stall that attempted to comfort me was the stale leftover urine that was creeping through the left leg of my blue jeans and embracing my thigh. It wouldn't have been so bad if it was still warm.

The drawings on the plastic toilet paper holder ridiculed me. A hairy three-testicled cock gaped with, "There ain't enough dicks in this bathroom!" scrawled underneath it. Countless other doodles lent their hand in cramping me in this cubicle. I swear these walls are closing in. Just as I was taking down the number of " a good time", the bathroom door burst open with the laughter from two other girls. I tried to muffle my sniffles, with no luck. They quickly saw my ratty converse sneakers peeking out from under the stalls' door, and shuffled their fireside chat elsewhere.

I buried my face back in my hands. Have I really let this get the best of me? The girl in the next stall is taking a shit, and here I am sobbing over a man I had never known.

Wiping the makeup off my cheekbones, I exit the stall and walk over to the sink. In the middle of washing my hands I look up, and am startled by the ragged girl staring back at me. Dead bloodshot eyes; Goddamn if I don't look high as heaven. I splash cold water on my face to try and get the image out of my head. Sinuses still constricted, I make my way back to class.

How could I have so much love and so much hate for a man I had never even met?

I take my seat at the far end of the room, just as one student observes;

"Why does it smell like piss in here??"

Life As Of Late

"Id give you everything I've got, for a little peace of mind"

Someone kill me.

54 Day Revenge Therapy

Too scared to say a thing.
I left your house and kicked myself.
I put those feelings on a shelf to die.