Crappy poetry!
So i said to myself "Self, you're a goth. There's got to be magnitudes of awful poetry floating around your journal somewhere..."
Highschool Angst:
Unicorns and Dragonkin
Once when i was searching in that place you never can find
Where life and imagination meld and hope tries to hide from reality
Where the princess and the rouge fly off in the Millenium Falcon
And i'm stuck behind in the stars
Chimes from a thousand music boxes become a grand symphony in the void
As the light slips away.
Unicorns and Dragonkin
And if i could have it all it would be a pair of wings and a black armored knight
To save me from the rest.
But why am i the loser?
How out of all of this did i come out on the bottom?
Or worse yet, not get out at all?
Old photographs, young faces
All of those who died long before my time
Exquisite dresses, somber expressions
Furs, tight shoes, and strange haircuts
Ripped back into today, an old woman smiles then sobs as the man to whom
she promised her life fifty years prior calls her a stupid ass for wanting
to re-live her own memories.
Unicorns and Dragonkin
A child bride, a toothless cat
Faeries making love in that pure second where time is forever paused
i've yet to figure out if that moment is my destruction or my salvation.
But why am i the loser?
How was this battle lost?
And with me stuck here in the ruins not knowing what i feel, how can time continue?
So now what? Try again? Of course! Toughen up!
Good advice from a drunken friend
But from down here, he still won
It's cold here, or maybe that's just the air
Maybe if i try hard enough it will fade
And i'll wake up in that valley of the ideal
With my wings and my knight
And that instant that cannot be
Like Unicorns and Dragonkin.
Freshman in college angst:
soul astray
Wandering across time into purple mists
Scattering the pieces of what she had left
For the daemons and angels to pick through
As they have waited so long with folded wings
To scavenge her remains for The Winning Side
Empty and cold, her hands reach out
Touching a soul at random, no less lost than she
If he were capable he would find her beautiful
But his nature drives her deeper into herself
before he can close his arms around her, she is gone
she uses him as if she were dreaming
like a weary traveler looking for directions
she lets his world intertwine with her own
only to realize she's just moving farther away
left to wander alone in her self-imposed night.
Sophomore in college angst:
drown
As i sit in quiet acceptance
as the world caresses me in its tides
to sleep in between the distractions
of self-worth
those things which bring more joy
than anything of the imagination
fail to bring happiness,
but the quiet pounding
of contentment
feathers burn and fall
words come and go in the waves
soothing in their fatality
the ultimate calm
of taking breath no more
to drown is not to die
but to become more human
until little else remains
and the greatest of all pleasure
exists in the essence
of mortality
After that i guess i sort of ran out of angst and wrote a lot of crappy love poems.
Angst! Angst!
Highschool Angst:
Unicorns and Dragonkin
Once when i was searching in that place you never can find
Where life and imagination meld and hope tries to hide from reality
Where the princess and the rouge fly off in the Millenium Falcon
And i'm stuck behind in the stars
Chimes from a thousand music boxes become a grand symphony in the void
As the light slips away.
Unicorns and Dragonkin
And if i could have it all it would be a pair of wings and a black armored knight
To save me from the rest.
But why am i the loser?
How out of all of this did i come out on the bottom?
Or worse yet, not get out at all?
Old photographs, young faces
All of those who died long before my time
Exquisite dresses, somber expressions
Furs, tight shoes, and strange haircuts
Ripped back into today, an old woman smiles then sobs as the man to whom
she promised her life fifty years prior calls her a stupid ass for wanting
to re-live her own memories.
Unicorns and Dragonkin
A child bride, a toothless cat
Faeries making love in that pure second where time is forever paused
i've yet to figure out if that moment is my destruction or my salvation.
But why am i the loser?
How was this battle lost?
And with me stuck here in the ruins not knowing what i feel, how can time continue?
So now what? Try again? Of course! Toughen up!
Good advice from a drunken friend
But from down here, he still won
It's cold here, or maybe that's just the air
Maybe if i try hard enough it will fade
And i'll wake up in that valley of the ideal
With my wings and my knight
And that instant that cannot be
Like Unicorns and Dragonkin.
Freshman in college angst:
soul astray
Wandering across time into purple mists
Scattering the pieces of what she had left
For the daemons and angels to pick through
As they have waited so long with folded wings
To scavenge her remains for The Winning Side
Empty and cold, her hands reach out
Touching a soul at random, no less lost than she
If he were capable he would find her beautiful
But his nature drives her deeper into herself
before he can close his arms around her, she is gone
she uses him as if she were dreaming
like a weary traveler looking for directions
she lets his world intertwine with her own
only to realize she's just moving farther away
left to wander alone in her self-imposed night.
Sophomore in college angst:
drown
As i sit in quiet acceptance
as the world caresses me in its tides
to sleep in between the distractions
of self-worth
those things which bring more joy
than anything of the imagination
fail to bring happiness,
but the quiet pounding
of contentment
feathers burn and fall
words come and go in the waves
soothing in their fatality
the ultimate calm
of taking breath no more
to drown is not to die
but to become more human
until little else remains
and the greatest of all pleasure
exists in the essence
of mortality
After that i guess i sort of ran out of angst and wrote a lot of crappy love poems.
Angst! Angst!