I am not the only one
That feels likes life is slipping by them
"Hey tell me how many times would you die for me?"
Would you die for me?
I used to make idle conversation
But that is kind of like having idle hands
Yeah it's the devil play tool.
It's raining
It has been raining for four days now
Over half the time I been in this city
This state
And maybe that is a sign
Then again maybe they have just been going through a dry spell
One day I think I would like to fall in love
One of the girls I slept with told me
"You will never get married."
What a terrible thing to say to a
Hopeless
Romantic
Have I ever told you that I am cursed with beaches
It seems that everywhere I go
There is some lonesome beach
Some cold and miserable coastline
And god forbid the summer roll around
All of the people
The classless people
The ugly horrible people
I want the mountains
I want the wild
Maybe, Maybe, I can survive here
I can live here
Maybe, Maybe, I can flourish here
But I doubt it
The glass is empty
Not half full or half empty
Just barren and broken
Did I tell you about the desert about how it felt way to comfortable to be there
How it felt a little to much like my life
How bleak and draining it was
How that little gas station where the seventeen year old kid tried to make a joke about me
I just stared at him
His girlfriend laughed when he looked away.
Because that is my place
I rule desolation
Desolation and desolation only.
IV
cuthbertallgood
And The Country Side Did Shake
Tags: 
poetry
poetryI don't know how to say the few things that I want to say without making this unreadable.
We stood in a line, It wasn't a straight line.
There were people looking around and moving this way and that.
In other words
There was no discipline.
I can't say what we were there for
But I kept imagining that we were in a
Concentration Camp
I felt like we were in Nazi Germany
I kept seeing sneers, skinheads, and funny little mustaches
The line kept moving
And I was afraid, afraid of something horrible happening.
So I got out of line
I moved from the Gulf Coast
To the West coast
I moved from Al-A-Bam-A
To Cal-E-Forn-E-I-A
Where I might be safer
From my "friends"
I met a girl two nights ago
She is a poet
A dork
and she kissed me
We got drunk
We kissed
We talked
We kissed
And we smiled
Then I called her evil
As a joke
As flirting
She didn't like it
So she left me standing
In the cold
With my mouth open
Confused
She gave me her number but she hasn't answered her phone yet
Maybe she will tomorrow
And maybe she won't
I hope she will
It is still hard for me to understand how we
Went from kissing and touching
To me walking home alone
I hope she talks to me again so that I can say I'm sorry
I have been drunk three out of the last four nights
And it looks like I am going to make it four out of five.
I am hungry
Not just for food but for something right
I am hungry for adventure and calm and certainty
I had strange dreams of women that I know
They were naked and loved me
It makes me worry about them
I hope they are well
I woke up lonely because of these dreams
Because in real life these women don't love me like that
And in real life I will never get the chance to touch them like I was in my dreams.
In my dreams
I was trying to get someone pregnant and she loved it,
She wanted to carry our child
I almost died then
I don't think I want children
But how touching
Touching
Feeling
Caressing
Fondling
All of those things
How beautiful
And loving
I fear I will never know that
I just pulled out some money to buy a Pabst Blue Ribbon
And it came to me that
I don't care
I will spend every last dime in my pocket
Because it's just money
It's just something else to bother me
Just something else to worry me
I want to be inspired by something
I want to be able to write everyday like I used to
Something wonderful
Something I like to read
Right now all i have
Are these little clumps of poems that have been compressed in my head for six months or so
All I have to put down here are the little things that people have been saying to me
"I think your cute but I don't like that evil thing."
"You never loved me."
"I am going to miss you brother."
"You can't tell anyone about this."
"Are you going to fuck me?"
"Can I stay the night?"
"Can I sleep on your couch?"
"What are you going to do with yourself?"
"I miss you."
I have a million of em.
"Are you ok with this."
"Hurt me."
"I guess we won't see each other anymore."
The things I do for love.
Even fake love
The things I do for comfort
For a warm body
"So Fell Lord Perth and the country side did shake with that thunder."*
IV
*From The Wastelands Dark Tower III by Stephen King
We stood in a line, It wasn't a straight line.
There were people looking around and moving this way and that.
In other words
There was no discipline.
I can't say what we were there for
But I kept imagining that we were in a
Concentration Camp
I felt like we were in Nazi Germany
I kept seeing sneers, skinheads, and funny little mustaches
The line kept moving
And I was afraid, afraid of something horrible happening.
So I got out of line
I moved from the Gulf Coast
To the West coast
I moved from Al-A-Bam-A
To Cal-E-Forn-E-I-A
Where I might be safer
From my "friends"
I met a girl two nights ago
She is a poet
A dork
and she kissed me
We got drunk
We kissed
We talked
We kissed
And we smiled
Then I called her evil
As a joke
As flirting
She didn't like it
So she left me standing
In the cold
With my mouth open
Confused
She gave me her number but she hasn't answered her phone yet
Maybe she will tomorrow
And maybe she won't
I hope she will
It is still hard for me to understand how we
Went from kissing and touching
To me walking home alone
I hope she talks to me again so that I can say I'm sorry
I have been drunk three out of the last four nights
And it looks like I am going to make it four out of five.
I am hungry
Not just for food but for something right
I am hungry for adventure and calm and certainty
I had strange dreams of women that I know
They were naked and loved me
It makes me worry about them
I hope they are well
I woke up lonely because of these dreams
Because in real life these women don't love me like that
And in real life I will never get the chance to touch them like I was in my dreams.
In my dreams
I was trying to get someone pregnant and she loved it,
She wanted to carry our child
I almost died then
I don't think I want children
But how touching
Touching
Feeling
Caressing
Fondling
All of those things
How beautiful
And loving
I fear I will never know that
I just pulled out some money to buy a Pabst Blue Ribbon
And it came to me that
I don't care
I will spend every last dime in my pocket
Because it's just money
It's just something else to bother me
Just something else to worry me
I want to be inspired by something
I want to be able to write everyday like I used to
Something wonderful
Something I like to read
Right now all i have
Are these little clumps of poems that have been compressed in my head for six months or so
All I have to put down here are the little things that people have been saying to me
"I think your cute but I don't like that evil thing."
"You never loved me."
"I am going to miss you brother."
"You can't tell anyone about this."
"Are you going to fuck me?"
"Can I stay the night?"
"Can I sleep on your couch?"
"What are you going to do with yourself?"
"I miss you."
I have a million of em.
"Are you ok with this."
"Hurt me."
"I guess we won't see each other anymore."
The things I do for love.
Even fake love
The things I do for comfort
For a warm body
"So Fell Lord Perth and the country side did shake with that thunder."*
IV
*From The Wastelands Dark Tower III by Stephen King
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only one person will read this anyway
W. H O . W A S . T H E . L A S T . P E R S O N . T H A T?
1. You hung out with? Wes, Bryan, Jake, Michelle
2. Rode in a car with Jake and Wes
3.who was the last person u went to the mall with? I think it was Chris, Rachael, Dustin, and Laura
4. You talked on the phone to? My Mom
5. Made you laugh? My Mom
6.Kissed? I don't remember
W O U L D . Y O U . R A T H E R?
1. Pierce your nose or tongue? nose
2. Be serious or be funny? funny
3. Drink whole or skim milk? Whole
4. Die in a fire or drown? fire
5. Spend time with your parents or enemies? parents
A N S W E R . T R U T H F U L L Y.
1. Do you like anyone?: yes but in a desperate way
D O . Y O U . P R E F E R.
1. Sun or moon? Moon
2. Winter or Fall? Fall
3. left or right? right
4. 10 acquaintances or two best friends?: 2 best friends
5. Sun or rain?: rain
6. Vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream?: vanilla
A B O U T . Y O U.
1. What time is it?: 10:14
2. What is your first name?: Joe
3. What do you want to do?: Fall in Love
4. Where do you wanna live? I am not sure maybe Wyoming maybe Cali maybe Canada
5. How many kids do you want?: NONE
6. You want to get married? Maybe
7. Are you double jointed? yes my legs and my arms
8. Can you cross your eyes? maybe
9. Do you make your bed daily? no
R A N D O M.
1. Which shoe goes on first?: whichever one goes on first
2. Ever thrown a shoe at someone? probably
3. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? twirl
2. Have you ever eaten Spam? yes it is gross
3. Favorite ice cream? honey
4. How many kinds of cereal are in your cabinet? none
5. Do you cook?: rarely
6. Whats your mood?: bored
IN . THE. LAST. 48 HOURS. HAVE. YOU.
1. Bought something? yes
2. Sang? of course
3. Been hugged? no
4. Felt stupid? yes
5. Missed someone? not really
6. Have u danced crazy? no but i've made crazy noises in the car
7. Gotten your hair cut? yes
8. Cried? no
9. Lied: um maybe
10. been kissed: no
. S T U F F .
1. Have you ever been searched by the cops? yes
2.....? i have no idea what this means
3. When's the last time you've been sledding? last year with a laundry basket on a hill beside the interstate
4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone? i enjoy both but currently i want to sleep with someone
5. Do you believe in ghosts? not really
6.do u consider ur self creative? yep and modest
i hate surveys.
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man i love my bed
It was so easy back then wasn't it
Back when there were no dead people
Only angels.
And death didn't mean anything to you
Suicide was a made up sin that none of us understood
Car accidents were things that happened in the movies
Or on TV
The only safety you thought of was how fast you could take your helmet off when your parents weren't around.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_9VHpdmIrFM
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i don't know if that works i hope so.
I wish i didn't have to go to work tomorrow i just don't feel up to it.
I guess I will get over that.
Like I get over everyday
Man I love my bed
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The Drugs Don't Work
Tags: song
songThe Drugs Don't Work
By The Verve. I think that Ben Harper's cover of it is way better he doesn't repeat lines
All this talk of getting old
All this talk of getting old
Its getting me down my love
Its getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time Im comin down
This time Im comin down
And I hope youre thinking of me
As you lay down on your side
And I hope youre thinking of me
Now the drugs dont work
As you lay down on your side
They just make you worse
Now the drugs dont work
But I know Ill see your face again
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
Now the drugs dont work
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
Now the drugs dont work
They just make you worse
But I know Im on a losing streak
But I know Ill see your face again
cause I passed down my old street
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
And Ill sing in your ear again
But I know Im on a losing streak
cause I passed down my old street
Now the drugs dont work
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
They just make you worse
And Ill sing in your ear again
But I know Ill see your face again
cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, Im coming, too
Now the drugs dont work
Just like you said, you leave my life, Im better off dead
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
All this talk of getting old
Its getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, Im coming, too
This time Im comin down
Just like you said, you leave my life, Im better off dead
Now the drugs dont work
They just make you worse
All this talk of getting old
But I know Ill see your face again
Its getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, Im coming, too
This time Im comin down
Just like you said, you leave my life, Im better off dead
But if you wanna show, just let me know
Now the drugs dont work
And Ill sing in your ear again
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
Now the drugs dont work
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, Im coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, Im better off dead
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
But if you wanna show, just let me know
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
And Ill sing in your ear again
Im never going down, Im never coming down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
Now the drugs dont work
Im never coming down, Im never going down
They just make you worse
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
But I know Ill see your face again
(repeat and fade out)
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Im never going down, Im never coming down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
Im never coming down, Im never going down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
(repeat and fade out)
All this talk of getting old
Its getting me down my love
Its getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time Im comin down
This time Im comin down
And I hope youre thinking of me
As you lay down on your side
And I hope youre thinking of me
Now the drugs dont work
As you lay down on your side
They just make you worse
Now the drugs dont work
But I know Ill see your face again
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
Now the drugs dont work
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
Now the drugs dont work
They just make you worse
But I know Im on a losing streak
But I know Ill see your face again
cause I passed down my old street
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
And Ill sing in your ear again
But I know Im on a losing streak
cause I passed down my old street
Now the drugs dont work
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
They just make you worse
And Ill sing in your ear again
But I know Ill see your face again
cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, Im coming, too
Now the drugs dont work
Just like you said, you leave my life, Im better off dead
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
All this talk of getting old
Its getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, Im coming, too
This time Im comin down
Just like you said, you leave my life, Im better off dead
Now the drugs dont work
They just make you worse
All this talk of getting old
But I know Ill see your face again
Its getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, Im coming, too
This time Im comin down
Just like you said, you leave my life, Im better off dead
But if you wanna show, just let me know
Now the drugs dont work
And Ill sing in your ear again
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
Now the drugs dont work
They just make you worse
But I know Ill see your face again
cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, Im coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, Im better off dead
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
But if you wanna show, just let me know
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
And Ill sing in your ear again
Im never going down, Im never coming down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
Now the drugs dont work
Im never coming down, Im never going down
They just make you worse
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
But I know Ill see your face again
(repeat and fade out)
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Yeah, I know Ill see your face again
Im never going down, Im never coming down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
Im never coming down, Im never going down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
(repeat and fade out)
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