It ain't gonna happen
ain't no fuckin way!
I'll go down dyin
before another day
of lettin this shit happin
I'm dying just to stay

fuck u all
and shit like that :)
by Thelma Lumpkin

Windy Winddershins

Significant Confusion

Am I insane or think too much?
Is that why fairytales are so hard to touch?
How do you know if you have your prince?
Did we just meet by coincidence?
Am I going too fast?
Should I slow down?
I can't trust a soul in this whole damn town.
Why do I feel like I am so hated?
Do I try too hard just to be alienated?
Where do I fit in this life?
Am I supposed to be someone's wife?
What happened to being a kid,
when it didn't matter what I said or did?
I haven't felt right ever since...
What should I do to fix this chemical imbalance?

Skyhigh
Skyhigh6932 AT yahoo DOT com

"FRIEND"


I can not deal
with sh*@ anymore.
What is wrong with my head
slamming in this door.
Should I stop?
Or knock in some more sense?
I don't know if I'm smart
or if I'm dence.
Where did everyone go?
I turned my back
for a minute
to find not a soul.
Then my vision
started to fade.
I reached on my back
and felt a stabbing blade.
When did that happen?
I asked myself.
I thought I had friends here
and no one else.
I could not believe
what had happened and then,
I yelled, Come back, come back!
Let's try this again!
I'm sorry, I said,
not knowing why,
and she pointed her finger
as I began to cry.
It must have been my fault,
I said with concern.
Not knowing this was
a lesson to learn.
Then it got bright
in the bulb atop my head.
I need to be with my
real friends instead.
I don't think much of
this friendly crime.
So I'm sorry if
you think I've wasted you time.
Goodbye, I said.
I looked at the facts.
So please find a new home
for this knife in my back.

Skyhigh
Skyhigh6932 AT yahoo DOT com

I have to break
this addiction
of my own
lasting and haunting
conviction.
I should not have tried
to know you at all,
the amount that I do
is unbearably small.
I shouldn't have been there,
it's my fault I agreed...
to sit on the side
and not intervene.
I remember the night
when you disappeared
with Cherish,
I didn't feel anything
but hurt and embarrassed.
I couldn't look
at you as you left.
It felt hard to breathe
from the pain in my chest.
Since then I knew
I didn't need you as before,
but wanted to exist
as I tried to leave
my heart at the door.
I was never strong enough
to be anywhere in your life.
Nothing I've said or done
to you
has ever been right.
I've tried too hard
to be around,
and never fit into
your daily crowd.
It makes me so mad
that you're the only person,
who makes me insane
with my intoxicated version.
As far as understanding,
you're the best,
which brings me to
my last request.
Be harsh.
Be cold.
Tell me to F*@# off
and leave you alone.
Tell me I was naive,
no connection,
a meaningless aquaintence...
to free me from
the thoughts of your
analyzing patience.
Be well.
Be happy.
And I'll be the same,
but please remember...
without remembering my name.

Skyhigh
Skyhigh6932 AT yahoo DOT com

Here in the intrigue
I find a resemblance of what once was
However, it is not the same
nor does it cling
heavy to my skin
but, its breath does whisper
and hang slightly
at my skin

I remember the room,
the haunting familarity
of this place
I have stepped back,
stepped in
and I listen
to see if its voices
resonate with clarity
or ambiguities

I have arrived, not with intentions
but, rather age
thoughtful meditation
to understand my shadowed past

and I beckon the souls
wandering
vanished from pages past
to emerge reawakened

at last.

shadow

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Updated Saturday, 09-Sep-2006 05:56:54 PDT