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Alone

Forever alone
How long for I do not know
It is though everything has meaning
But I know it doesn’t
My blood burns like fire
Icy hot, dissolved of all desire
I want to do well
Time and place transpire
To let me know, tell me to put out the fire
Burns deep, red hot, full of flame
The words have no meaning
But hurt all the same
Forever alone
Trapped in my mind
In a place I don’t really know

 

Never Heals

The feel of it all is too big to fall
Towering empire of selfishness and despair
I know you are nothing more than unreal
We attack with the ferocity of a thousand man army
Left to die on a battlefield made of broken bodies
That does not
Will not care
Right or wrong it is about the moment
Not the idea that enrages you
Could go on
Though I already know you are dead and gone
Lifeless, a corpse I must fuck
As though this is a prize for all the years
At each other’s throat
Love is a battlefield
No, love is a massacre
Of feelings and one’s self
Self-sacrifice is just that
A slowly bleeding wound that never heals

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The first poem was going to be added on Friday… but then I went into a long ass rant about work… works out better this way… would have seemed odd to have added to the other one… trying to find the motivation to do anything right now… my daughter is still asleep… that means I have actual time to think… but as anyone with children knows… all we really want to do is sit in silence… sacrifice my self willingly… would give her anything for one more breath… but at the sake of sounding like an asshole… I’d love more than anything to sit in silence for a day… but who the fuck has that kind of time?… trying to get everything done in an hour… doesn’t feel like I’m giving you anything at all… something is better than nothing… I hope… 

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Circling the Circles that Encircle Me

Terraria Is Not A Word

What the fuck is going on up there
So sick of everyone around
Catching time in a box to sell later on
How many foxes truly like to wear socks
So full of lies no idea why
Santa Claus can go fuck off
Coal is worth too much to just be handing out
Everything is worth something even if it is nothing at all
Even if it can grow on trees how much is it worth to me
Thought it didn’t make sense but then I thought about it
It does, words work themselves out
Draining out of each and every pore
Poor girl didn’t know, all the thoughts would lead to more
Imprisoned long before the terms became clear
Everything so unclear, a future without any past
Shirts off, shooting guns while the fire burns on
Rages within, rages all around, it’s all the rage these days
Sticks and stones who would have known
Words hurt so much more

 

Should Explain

It’s petty but it’s the petty shit that kills
Should I explain or keep driving the drill into my brain
No one’s listening while a bear shits in the woods
So all is okay, okay, it’s all okay
Maybe someone should explain what it means to be alive
Shitting my pants don’t need a reason why
So all mixed up, mixed up, it’s all mixed up
Give it enough time, let it sink in
Seeking the truth from liars never made much sense
The lie began around the same time as time
First clock must have seemed so useless
It’s too bad it caught on
Wasting something we choose to define
So all is okay, okay, it’s all okay
Maybe someone, anyone, no one special should explain
What it means to live when all the reasons disappear
When there’s nothing here to make any of this matter
Watching life slip away
Watching the world kill itself
What’s the reason again
Why does any of this have to make any sense anyway
Should explain, should someone explain
Should someone justify something that can’t be defined

 

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Theme today is madness… and how we all go through it from time to time… sometimes it can be a nice place to visit… never stay anywhere too long though… 

Still haven’t been up to much… only living my boring life… dragging my ass across the hot coals that is my life right now… I hate summer so much… the sun brings life and all the great things that we have… but fuck the sun… we need to find a way to fix the atmosphere… you know easy shit… so I can have one less thing to complain about… it is a long list and I could use all the help I can get… 

Well I’ve said more than I wanted to say already… so see you Wednesday… 

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Broken Thoughts

Living out the eulogy, the funeral has been
Happening for years
Knew you were right when I said you weren’t
Known I’ve felt the same, but I didn’t want too
A lie from
Day one, yesterday, today
I don’t know any more
Too late to turn any of this around
A long time coming
Long time spent looking the other way
I love you
Each word stings and it feels like this
Is how it is meant to be

Searching for myself and my lost identity
Who have I become if I don’t know myself
A man born into no sleep, an asshole baptized in fire
Where will life go from here
Where are we now if we are nowhere at all
Trapped between my own prisons
Locked away to figure it all out
But I don’t know anything beyond what I’m told
How am I supposed to know
If even I don’t know
Silenced by the thoughts of wrong and right
Torn between what I want and what I need
Two things that will never be the same
Searching for something that has meaning
Through a life of no importance beyond me and you
A man born into suffering, an asshole left rotting
Inside out and ass backward
Which way is straight away from here
Which direction is anything with no directions at all

Digging up the past
Fresh ideas to bury with the rest
Hollowed out bodies, turn to leather
Intersecting midsection, torn apart
Half eaten entrails
Yes, I already know I’m going to hell
Lying upon a heap of burning bodies
There will be no rest for my immortal soul
So, the story goes
I no longer have fears
Dissected, inflicted, sacrificed
God made me and the Devil too
Who should I blame, If I can’t blame you

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Broken Soul

Even when we try to let it go
It goes nowhere, but straight to the heart
Wearing myself thin, dead skin mask
Stretched so tight, who am I supposed to be
If I can’t be you
Envision myself to be better
Lies I tell myself to get by
Broken boned and everything I despise
Two more days and I’ll be okay
Keep telling myself the same old shit
Beating my head against the wall
Soon all the thoughts will flow out
Soon all that is wrong will be right again

Today was the day we died
We said we hadn’t
But I guess I lied
Smiled all the same
No one missed the exit
But no one knows where it is
Makes it easier
I guess
Take the next right
Hope for the best
Spiraling out into a fire
Wrecked that shit so hard
No one knows what it is
They are even looking at
Given up to give in
Makes sense in the end
Go ahead and give it
What it needs
Too much thought wasted
On what is and what could have been
I think, I do, but who knows
Dancing in the ashes of our souls
What happens when we’ve all gone to hell?
I can’t have a pity party
Every time you feel depressed
I’m running out of cake and shit to say

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digging through the past… to understand how I feel in the present… finding inspiration in nothing… hard to be inspired by all the shit around me… have a wonderful day… 

 

Belonging To Nothing Preview

With Me

I can see every last thought you’d ever think
I live in your dreams though you call them nightmares
My thoughts are with you day and night
My blood moves you as though if to fight
Tomorrow a new day dawns
Yet another day for you and I
Teetering on the edge
How much control do you think you really command?
Let me out and I shall show you how to live
Let me go and I’ll erase everything you know
I am you and you are me
We say we are different
A lie we must believe
A lie which controls us through space and time
I can see your every thought
I live with you even if you have moved on
Death is but an idea
Withheld from the weak
There is no tomorrow
When you are with me

One and the Same

I can tell this is going to end badly
Like everything else in my memories
Holistic approach is nothing to be concerned about
Blood dripping off the walls
And all I know is all hope is gone
I feed my addiction
Through your pain
In the end, they are one and the same
So much for hope when wishing
Has gotten me nowhere
I know this is wrong
Though I can’t stop this never-ending fight
Between humanity and the night
I feel it all slip out of sight
And I wish that all of this didn’t
Feel so right
I think of ways
I dream in thoughts
In the end, they are one and the same

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As the title suggests these belong to nothing so I guess they belong to Chewing on Glass now… 

I should be pushing my wares… not really feeling at the moment… I’ll drop the links and you do what you will… ThreadlessAmazon… 

Not Much Left To Say

Dress all in black to match my shadow
Fit into my skin, stretched out and hollow
Wash away my sins
When there’s no way left to win
Bleeding myself dry to exist
So tired of throwing the same old fit
Most days wish I did not exist
Suicide is pointless when no one gives a shit
The world works so unlike the mind
Lost in time, stuck in place
Who I am, Who I want to be
Sell my soul, nothing left to sell though
The devil makes deals than God must as well
No one, nothing safe from sin and corruption
Sex sells, cheaply given away, cast aside
Question everything ever presented to me
What am I worth if I’ve felt worthless along
Attacking my own mind, my own worst enemy
Hidden behind my eyes
Poisoning my own self to feel like the rest
Who needs a shepherd when we have ourselves
Conforming but don’t know what for
Too much shit on my mind and none of it matters at this time
Sixteen days, sixteen years what’s the difference
When it all slips away
I feel so naked without a place to go
Life in boxes, moving pictures with poor resolution
I wanted so much now there is so much left that I do not want
Contradictions become constricting
Venomous snake wrapped around my neck
The noose is alive and well as I begin to sweat
Sticky, sweet flesh of flesh
Bone to bone, I don’t think I have much left to lose
If I gave you enough reasons
Would all of this make any sense
Lost in the words
Lost in time
Space is an abstract thought
We all have to rationalize
This land is your land
Until I take it back
A worthless idea
Propagated the demand
For something free

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I know that it is Thursday… I know I’m supposed to talk out of my ass about some topic I barely understand or relate too… But I haven’t really been in the mood… sucks because there have been some pretty crazy topics as of late… Like how Facebook knows more about me than my own mother… honestly they might know more about me than I do… feel kind of bad for them… too bad they couldn’t take these broken feeling out of my mind… their recent ads at least tell me they are trying… With a Nailgun and a Few Boards… isn’t a half bad title for a book… haha… I kid… how am I supposed to put the last nail in?… not logical at all… oh well…

Then there are the school walkouts… good for them… wish we would have been smart enough to do that sooner… this next generation is something else… agree or disagree with their reasons… you have to admit… it takes a lot to make a stand… is there anything more American?… besides suppression?…

Teachers asking for more money… they deserve it… anyone willing to make our lives better… deserves more money… at least some food stamps… or free housing… something… I mean I am willing to do just about anything… but teach children?… maybe in hell… well my dark thoughts just washed away… life is good.. keep smiling… and give them some more damn money… 

Update… Lemons and I are really behind on Lemonade and Glass… We have both been going through a lot… not with each other… but separately… that’s all that needs to be said about that really… I mean I’ve been busy trying to drown myself in my own tears… so far it hasn’t worked… fingers crossed… and she has been busy being an awesome person… we are trying to cover the spectrum of life right now… we are kicking ass at that… But hopefully, I can read her last email and start setting up the next installments next month… not really sure when I will be getting myself out of this bathtub… What did you think I was using a glass?… I’m not that smart… But you had to know that by now… 

In the meantime… here is a music video instead of my usual sad shitty sales pitch… links are at the top… I think… I really need to get out of the house… or at least the bathroom… 

Be Anything You Want to Be

We all have something to distract us. For some t is things. Mountains and mountains of shit with no apparent meaning. For others it is sex. One if not the greatest distractions there is or could ever be. For those with this affliction, they have yet to experience one of many types of accidents. Whether it be STDs or even worse pregnancy. After either one of those horrific resolutions though sex becomes just becomes a meaningless distraction as what they were trying to avoid in the beginning. It isn’t the sex they crave it is everything that comes with it. The power, the chase, the distraction because is that the essence of life? To avoid actually living it. Anything to avoid having to go through life would be ideal.

Working nine to five, too much life. Taking the children to school, too much life. Killing oneself literally, figuratively is a sin.  Whether you believe in a higher power or not. This distraction is a sin. Unless of course you do it in moderation and drag it out. Life has a purpose for you, not God. These ideas are radical in every sense of the word. Why though? Why must we have a purpose? How could everyone ever have an honest reason to live? These questions escape my brain. I have no answers only more questions about things that don’t matter. Am I lost? Sure, who isn’t anymore?

I have yet to find my purpose in this life. Though I have found more distractions to occupy a lifetime. Some of which have caused me more pain than pleasure at this point. Not sure how to go about erasing past sins, past regrets. I can only hope those affected by them forgive me as I look for my purpose.

A burden lifted off your chest
Placed in my heart
A space I called for you
Now nothing more than a rotten corpse
It will take time to understand
Understand how I feel about your betrayal
A denial I refuse to believe
Though we’ve all known it is true
Things will never be the same
We’ll try but we know
This is the end to all that we know
No going back, I’m done, caught up with you
Trust is something that should never be believed
Trust in no one because someone will let you down
Everything in the past has been our future all along

Waiting for the last piece of me to die…

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Everything is not okay… but there is nothing that can be done that hasn’t already been tried… There is only so much we can do in life and trying is the biggest one… Nothing wrong with that… At least we can say that we tried… 

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