- By khadija
The Place We Will All Call Home
The feeling of death excites me in a way, just the
fact of knowing that along with death comes so many
broken hearts. When you lie in darkness it doesn't
matter when you part. A coffin can be a scary to
place to some, but to me it is my home, my destiny,
my true place of darkness. It is the heart of all
darkness and evil. Now I lay here cold and stiff
and waiting for the dark angel to appear. My body is
all at rest now but my soul is still awake. The
world in my eyes is empty now no one left to hear me
scream. As I lie here dead but fully awake, I
realize he is coming for me for I can here the cries
of my neighbors. I am not afraid nor nervous for he
understands me as my true self. So I will go
quietly now to his haven, but still faced with death
I am not afraid. Tear Drops can be so joyful to
those who are just like me.
- by Amie Hankins
A Love So True, Not Only In Dreams
If only one day i could wake up
See Jay's sparkling eyes gazing above me
think that I am still dreaming
but no way could his eyes be so,in a dream
He is a star
He always knew he would be
Although it was tough to get there
he managed to succede
He has the sweetest toutch
And a gentalness to his voice
That just makes me wonder
"How could there be someone as sweet soul."
"My love, my darling
How could there be, such a man indeed
So sweet and gental as he
But may this dream never perish."
For my love of Jay shall not ever as well.
- By Jacki
a concerned thought
bearing what is and what's not
glidding swerving almost curving
into the deep dark of night
behind the sun
on the run
to a never ending dementia
trudging on
through the maze
forever gone
losing days
reflectons blind
as i hope to find
my mind
lonely measures of pride begin to pigment the atmosphere
I sit and be still
to love with the heart and mind is suicide
All that is created is destroyed With on vengeful hour
Bright skies and perfect temperment make for betrayl.
now that life has passed mysteries are reavealed in an ancient subconscience
Racing toward oblivion at light speed destined to crash
lift your head and pretend your life matters
consumed by distortion
articles of a wave
blistering
seeping through cracks of life
from this point to the next
time surpasses the readiant and weak of soul
digging the trench
slippery like wet plastic
we remove ourselves
only to see an endless impenitrable force
in motion
solid
overview of a decay that's beengenerated ina former life
do we know and will it end
content warm
vibrant
special for 89cents
gratitude for the ruler
measuring
sizing things up in an altered consciencesness.
- By Brian M. Cooley
In a dark mist you stare,
breathing in hard the thin air,
Wishing for the love you want
the love that was to haunt you.
Iining your soul with satin
So the smooth feel can make him slip away
listen to me once and I'll tell you your real name
We will then find a way to make him pay.
Forever is the memory unpretty,
Told you are beuatifully corrupt
And each day i pass you a note,
Your heart stops so abrrupt.
Insecurities lead you night and day,
Trying to have fun makes you cry,
You try different ways but their all the same,
This misery has just left you dry.
- By Staci Smith
The anticipation of what was to come,
may have seemed lame to some,
but I didn't care,
I couldn't wait to get there.
When the time finally rolled around
my hands were sweating and my heart began to pound.
One by one they ran out on stage,
Ryan, Bobby, Amir, and Paige.
Then out of nowhere came Jay,
and the music began to play.
"Dissention" was the first song,
I could have listened to it all night long.
The mic chord whipping through the air,
I was mesmerized and could only stare.
The concert was over and I ran to the gate,
but all I could do was sit and wait.
Throughout the day I acquired pictures of them all,
and I can't believe that they're all so tall.
Twenty-three pictures of the guys I developed,
my photo album they enveloped.
I will always remember the day,
Orgy came to town to play.
- by Doneen
You wear the shadow,
you wear the liner.
you make me want to fuck
like a goddamn forty niner.
I love the way your hair is spiked
all plastered with glue.
i wanna run my hands through it
i wanna have sex with you
You're a big rock star
I dont have a chance.
But if i ever did
I'd make you happier than lance.
You wanna be on TRL
You wanna be a big star?
Come over to my house,
I'll screw you over the bar.
- Keli
Break the skin until they bleed
Never stop, even if they plead
Guide your mind into oblivion
Lay down and have religion
Leaving scars for losers tears
Crimson flow to hide their fears
Sliding down with nothing to gain
Searching through a world of pain
Break their bones to make them feel
Nothing in this world seems real
Fallen Angel gives up the fight
Howl like wolves on moonlit night
Empty stares from sunken eyes
Grinding nails into their thighs
Scorching skin above the flame
Collapsing down, engrossed in shame
Raise their hands up to the sky
The questions from their mouths is "why"
Falling down on broken glass
Hoping that this too will pass
Tell them now, they're not to blame
We are all like puppets in life's game
The choice is key, so make a decision
Lay down and have religion
- Leslie Bedore
you didn't even mean it
didn't even know it
but you did what no one else could do
even now you stand before the door
holding the rusted key
who do I believe?
I'm swimming in this ocean of lies
while I'm searching for truth
and who do I believe?
those on the outside looking in
or those who speak what I can't say
and are oblivious to my existance?
If you saw me would I be just another face in the crowd,
or would you see in my eyes what I can't say?
Would you even look me in the eye?
don't you know you told me
I wasn't unique to the world
without even knowing I heard what was said?
I ask the questions and I don't dream of answers
all I wanted was a chance to give simple message
of gratitude
I had the one chance
and it was taken away from me
and now one of you has lied
so who do I believe?
the room is spinning
it won't stay in place
and I don't understand
- Chrystina
you're so high up on your pedestal
where we can all look up at you and marvel
when I was at my worst
you were laughing and dancing
and this is where it all falls apart
the sadistic imbalance of fortunes
I dare to dream and have it shattered
for you it is only commonplace
just as things have always been
they say I'm just short of bitter
and I guess they're right
if I stop dreaming
there'll be nothing to come true
but I can't help feeling this way
this glaring emptiness is forever a part of me now
and this is where it falls apart
the theory that illogic doesn't dominate
when I'm reaching in the darkness
for a hand that isn't there
and you're doing what I dream
just think of me
oh, that's right
I'm just another one of "those"
you're not even aware of my existance
- Chrystina
The Man In The Moon
there alone you feel he is the supreme
while alone he doth frown
frown upon those who admire him
they smile back as if to say "he be the man in the moon, how could he be sad?"
the answer is simple