I hear your voice
I hang on every mishapen word
As it falls from lips
They drip like acid
Burning deep into my soul
Like a ray of light piercing the darkness
One would say you are my light
Oh wouldn’t the be to my delight?
When surrounded by silence
I hear your voice in the distance
I close my eyes
An image of you there lies.
My constant through nothing
Through Everything
I am plagued by you
And I know it
My eyes fade to gray and lips turn blue
‘Cause I’m scared so much by the thought of it.
But I still have to ask
If even to bask
In the glory of absolution
The answer to my resolution
Are you real?
Am I meant to see you?
or are you just meant to be inside of me?
Something lying to torment me
No, you can’t be
you can’t be
Category: Mikie Writes
I Yawn
I yawn
Yawn when the world looks like nothing at the dawn
Dawn of our future? Start of a new day?
Better call for a Suture, Your throats been slit today
What the fuck is all this for?
Walkin around like it’s still a bore
Little kid cryin on the street corner
Lookin for his mommy
I yawn.
Teenagers on the street corners
Wanna sell you a new hobby
Just like they did to little bobby
Poor kid never stood a chance
Wanted to mess with a little substance
When he was found full of harm
Needle still buried in his arm
I yawn
Little Debbie came to see me the other day
Told me one night she went to hit the hay
She heard a noise and awoke
Found her door had been broke
In the shadows there he stood
And he was up to no good
I yawn
An Arab walks down the street
Gets yelled at for “wearin a sheet”
He thought he could silently take the heat
Til it turned out he got his ass beat
7 pairs of shoes all stompin on his face
A memory he’ll never erase
I yawn
Racism flooding the gate
Everything fueled completely by hate
Everyone’s waiting to see if you take the bait
See how quick you become irate
I yawn
Apathy rules my life
Cause I’m in need of no strife
No More Trouble for me
So hooray for apathy
I yawn
It’s simple thing to do
So easy to learn
Only care about you
and you’ll never get burned
When Practiced Dawn to Dawn
It’s so easy you see
I yawn
Now don’t you wanna be just like me?
People Dying overseas
Murder, Lies, and Controversies
Rape, Terrorism, Genocide
All the shit the world lets ride
I yawn
Now don’t you wanna be just like me?
War overseas
War on the streets
War against drugs
War against ideas
War against you and me
I yawn
Now don’t you wanna be just like me?
Spent my life blind
World came up from behind
Tried to ignore the problem
Thought someone else would solve them
So I yawned
World didn’t fix itself
Not even when little kid on the corner grew up
Little kid was just lookin for his mommy
When I yawned
It never even dawned
One day I’d be lookin back
Find everything he lacked
No morals and care for me
Lookin down at him
as he shot me
Now don’t you wanna be just like me?
Inspired By A Girl
Yeah, I could tell you who it was, but where’s the fun in that?
The roses are dead
The Violets are fake
But The following must be read
Before it’s too late
You’ve taken my world
In the palm of your hand
And there it lies curled
Glistening And
Waiting for the ultimate decision
My world could be lifted
But that would take precision
Some might call it gifted
But being so far out
On a limb I
I wanna shout
Let my voice travel the sky
It could be so easy
To say what’s goin on
But I get queezy
At the thought of it going wrong
Is what I feel worth taking the chance?
of course I know it can only enhance
What I’ve got
and make me happier then not
But still there’s all that doubt
Yeah, that’s what this is really about
I wish there was some kinda sign
Something so I wasn’t travelling blind
But Maybe I fucked that up
When I sounded like I was willing to give her up
Really wasn’t my intention
To get that negative attention
But now I just don’t know
Well, time seem to tell all
And I’ve already paid for the show
Taking my seat just in time for last call
I’m Beginning to Hate This Crap
one of my older favorites. It was written to express some aingst about myspace screwing up when I was trying to post a bulletin that took me an hour to type. C’est la vei right? The “her” still exists…
So I was sitting at my pc earlier today
Doing nothing but typing away.
New Bulletin Was my goal
It was a Poem writting in whole.
See, I thought it was great
Almost an hour typing well worth the wait.
It was about a love lost
Or more precisely never gained
How her smile brought warmth from even the worst frost
And the fact that I can’t have her means I live in vain
But thanks to myspace
It’s gone without a trace
“Error” the screen had said
And with that, my eyes went dead
All this time, All this trouble
Oh how I wish I had saved a double
Too bad, too late
So Sad, So Irate.
Perhaps it’s for the best
Or Maybe just a test
A trial of my patience
Maybe I should take some time
Oh well fuck it
I’m tired of the rhyme.
Turo’s Tale
I wrote this for the hurricane a while back. Another classic that flows nicely while making no sense at all unless you know either of us and our antics.
Arturo, Arturo
Como estan, El Burro
No wait you’re no ass
Well maybe if you add the hole
But we all need some more of your sass
So come slutty whore,
You’ve ended my bore
With a superhero’s wit
(while making a stop at Jackie’s)
You got a pinch of her t-“Hey look here you twit”
You beat up my lackeys!”
The bad man interrupted
“Oh, boy that’s it” you yelled
For You had errupted
They asked you what smelled
“Something really does reek”
“I tell you, it’s me”
“Tis of awesome we reek”
I shouted with glee.
(makes little sense and is crowded with rhyme
But figured some Suess would get you this time.
Tis not a poem you see
But A super-tale from me)