F U C K E D U P C O L L E G E K I D S ------------------------------------------------------- - t h e p o e t r y v e n t u r e - ------------------------------------------------------- Lately I have been surrounded with the emotional battle of what i love and what is right. Poetry keeps me sane, weither or not people think i'm sane is another story. -Geekgrl ------------------------------------------------------- I am the infinite tent. The thick black oil to resent. I sit and stare at a ceiling of glass. I can see up, but will never pass. Rolling like the tires in this town. But, I always seem to end up face down. My abyss is a room with no floor. The room you walked out of. All my windows have been broken now. My foundation cracked with drops of time. Did you really have to leave? No, you chose that route. Your choice of how I felt, when my lights went out. I have a sheild of brick. But, the arrows penetrate. Because this shield you see, is were the smoke and mirrors wait. Its only a facade. Only the illusion of rock. And so when I go to bed tonight, you make me think of my fathers glock. Its really not your fault you know. The way I feel tonight. Its only the cold tears I see, because they blur my sight. If all my tears had their choice, they would have chosen red. For that way my transparent tears, could show how you that I bled. SYCO My world has died a new beginning from an end known eternally, but never by others a ray of hopeful light? no, just a stray beam of photons Why is life so chaotic? and death so elegant and graceful? it is not my place and yet, i travel on Through the mist the cobwebs and fire i is changed nothing i was now this i am by L0gic Rat Shot in the Head coward you are nothing but a coward i wanna hear you say it, say your a coward im a coward louder i can't hear you! im a coward flash than silence the body fades to darkness time ticking lightly power shown with time the innocent never do the crime just a question asked by the mime pl0nk. Stuck I want to scream But I can't, I want to explode But I can't, I want to kill But I can't, I want to live But I can't, I want to control these urges But I can't..... Shadow Wolf Untitled I have loved them all and more yet I love no one I look in the mirror and see the one I am the only one who listens the only one who cares where are they? who is next? if the next one is the one ... will I be able to tell? nny Frustrational Glimpses in These Days ------------------------------------ Missing a depth of understanding, comprehension that so many pretend. Yearning for an intelluctial - that does not put themselves above. Reaching higher and better, making plans and accomplishing. Yearning for another - that can set out and do. Looking around, seeing empty voids, feeling discouragement. Hope seems to be running slower, in means of finding someone. Closing off, while remaining open, understanding things take time. Wanting something more, finding everything less. Searching for something deeper, staying upon the edge of true depth. Knowing it will mean - taking it all alone. Knowing and getting to doing it, realizing it will be the same. More days and nights, the outcome will be greatest. Deciding and not going back, something that still needs to be done. Inching by millimeters - I need to finally push and jump. - Kamira April 25th, 2000 - Wednesday another bump eyes blind to the sun i feel my faithless soul pour forth from fingertips if not the need to feel flight from pain would be king seven elements of strife i dare not define a worthy partner may bring three more lends to reconsider crown of pain that blinds unfeeling sympathy turned inward familiar numbness quicker to take drag back the solitude as it slithers away reconstruct the shell few could break her forgiven, myself reduced to shame and with the passing wind another bump in life, forgotten but felt mea culpa BATTLE Times like this when I'm feeling down I really wish my friends were around cowering in a deep dark place fighting a fear that has no face as i lay in darkness on the ground there is no noise, there is no sound help me there is no light help me i've lost sight the world spins helplessly out of control taking my dignity, taking my soul as i lay watching in acommic plight losing the battle, losing the fight blaise ------------------------------------------------------- E D I T O R S: jericho@dim.com, geekgrl@attrition.org ------------------------------------------------------- to receive new issues via e-mail, send mail to majordomo@attrition.org with "subscribe poetry". if you do not have FTP access and would like back issues, send a list of missing issues and they will be sent. ------------------------------------------------------- A V A I L A B I L I T Y: AnonFTP: FTP.DIMENSIONAL.COM/users/jericho/FUCK/POETRY WWW: http://www.attrition.org/~poetry ------------------------------------------------------- (c) Copyright. 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