for Upfi, get wel suun

it reelly iznot fayr
lief tryz tu haz yoo beet
if yoo iz a catturpiggly
wif bad legz or feeet

ai reely trewly hoep taht
teh pleh suun goze awae
horse pitalz can haz borin
juss lyin tehre awl dae

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reaching ver 2.0

sunovawot & damommza

The interspersed lines were added by damommza to my original poem

gathered all around I reach out
and touch the corners of my tomb
cautiously to feel
is there still any room?
is it day or night time
I really have no clue
and is any of this real
wait, I think that I feel you..
I can hack a Monday morning
buried under all this hate
if the edges aren’t too sharp
and there’s nothing on my plate
I can stand to hear you playing
at least there is some sound
love songs on your harp
even though your mouth is bound
but life is brief and butterflies
which we will never see
may dance around my head
as your body covers me..
and all the words I had for you
I’ve carved in to your heart
have already been said
and I’ve said it from the start..
and honestly I cannot see
that death encircles us..
around each curve or bend
it’s pointless to make a fuss..
so I guess I’ll never know
which one of us dies worst..
when I have reached The End
I hope that you died first..

reaching

gathered all around I reach out
cautiously to feel
is it day or night time
and is any of this real
I can hack a Monday morning
if the edges aren’t too sharp
I can stand to hear you playing
love songs on your harp
but life is brief and butterflies
may dance around my head
and all the words I had for you
have already been said
and honestly I cannot see
around each curve or bend
so I guess I’ll never know
when I have reached
The End

fear

and I breathe my fear upon you
as the nightmare takes your sight
and the death of all you care for
is the promise of the night
and I smile into the darkness
as the fears within you swell
and the choruses of demons
drag you screaming toward Hell
and the worst you can imagine
is the least that you should dread
for the torments that await you
will not stop because you’re dead

strong enuff

Ai bin told mai hoel lief long
taht ai neber wil be strong
adn ai noe taht taht iz troo
ai cood nott be strong liek yoo
butt stil ai haz to sae
ai kan get bai dae tu dae
adn wen ai tayk a fawl
ai haz teh strenf to cawl
sumwon tu lend a hand
til ai kan wonse moer stand
so wiel ai noe it’z troo
ai kan nott be strong liek yoo
awl taht matturz see
iz ai’m strong enuff for me

cold enough

cold enough he said, by my eyes and by my whiskers
thirty thousand feathers couldn’t keep a body warm
I looked him over once, once again, and a third time
struck by his rudeness and his dishevelled form

have you got a penny, a half-penny, a farthing
have you got a crust for to keep a poor man fed
can you tell me where I can find a fireside
do you know a cranny I can lay my weary head

I listened to his words, and I knew they must mean something
but all that I was getting was a buzzing in my ear
so I offered him a smile, a nod, and a good day
and carried on to meet my friends and sink an ice-cold beer

that final step

will it hurt, that final step
I have had my fill of pain
if I call out in despair
will you take my hand again
will you tell me all the good lies
the ones I need to hear
will you promise me you’ll follow
will you try to take my fear
I’m sorry if my tears
are hard for you to bear
I’m just scared that I will be
forever alone there

if only …

if only my life was a good one
made great by a glorious death
instead I sit here
marinading in beer
cursing horribly under my breath

once I aspired to be someone
that others would love and esteem
but here I stay
festering all day
a nightmare instead of a dream

Gehenna

shadow walked behind me telling tales of our beginning
the places that we’d come from and where we’re going to
nothing could be wilder than the landscape we are travelling
but forever onward for we’re always passing through

shadow had a dream one day we would find a shelter
somewhere that the nightmares would never think to look
I however knew that was only fairy stories
that our lives were written in a very different book

shadow played a game naming all the monsters for me
I pretended privately that none of it was so
either way it seemed literal or allegory
we carried Gehenna where ever we would go

t or c

there aren’t too many things that I’ll take with me
mostly I’ll remember how you lied
and how you seemed to think that when I caught you
I would just forgive you if you cried

this time I’m afraid you are mistaken
it doesn’t matter if you really care
I can learn to handle the truth however hard
but deceit is more than I can bear