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Post by Spawn on Nov 19, 2006 13:04:49 GMT
a! Dropped into a never ending ocean Its always flowing, never setting The waters cold, slaps against my face Its shit surrounds me
Ah! Laughing faces, are all I see Trying to swim, the tied breaks me I want out, I want to be warm Let me come home or let me grow again
Ahh! Stuck in the ocean All I see is black and grey I hate this place, when will it stop I'm cold, alone, why won't it let me be
Ahhh! Its will never set One mood after another Sometime grey Mostly black LET ME OUT! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
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Post by Ceri on Nov 19, 2006 13:09:36 GMT
Interesting...kinda sweet
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Post by Spawn on Nov 19, 2006 13:20:05 GMT
Broken World
Tattered ruins Broken kings Bloodied heros All lay at a mans feet
He looks He stares He howls And he cries
Welcome to his brave new world What a world it is Human life is obsolete Bloodied men lay helpless at his feet
Computers run there idiotic programs Cardbox cut outs program minds Human life is obsolete We might as well be dead
He lays in his bed, cold The man feels old, welcome to his world A hum of power echoes in his head A scream of despair rushes through is body
A broken world Full of card and metal Hearts and souls have gone elsewhere He cries for them, they have to be somewhere
This his world This is our world Your's and mine Human life is obsolete.
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Post by Ceri on Nov 19, 2006 13:21:40 GMT
Weird poetry. Don't get me wrong, I like it, I think it's really good...it just doesn't make any sense to me
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Post by Spawn on Nov 19, 2006 13:23:48 GMT
Probably my crappy spelling, the first one is basically being stuck in a stage of someones life, that they can't move out off.
The second one is about people relying on machines and aurthority figures to tell them how to feel rather then listening to there hearts.
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Post by Ceri on Nov 19, 2006 13:29:40 GMT
It's not your crappy spelling, it's me not reading it in depth But that does make it clearer, thanks
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