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[06 Apr 2003|12:54pm] |
I will not get lost
I will fight my way through
this confusion that haunts me
follows me
lost within myself
searching
waiting
for a sign
where am I?
what am I?
who is real?
who uses me?
always asking
never anwsering
lies all around
lonely
tired
can't sleep
I must anwser
self?
yes?
are you ready
to do what
we must do
now?
R.C.M. 4-06-2003
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[04 Apr 2003|04:17pm] |
thunder rumbles
lightning crashes
I sit
worrying
waiting for death
to knock
on the air death waits
to seep into our lungs
no where to hide
air-bourne death
awaits all
-R.C.M. April 4, 2003
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| Newer ones |
[03 Apr 2003|10:39pm] |
So many things left to say
Before I depart this earth
Things I cannot bear to say
To those who love me
Time only knows when
I shall be torn away from them
These lines the only witness
of my pain and torment
I love those around me
I want to tell them this
But my mouth had left me stranded
Dumb to the world
Watching them grow and change
How I wish they could read this
These lines are all that is left
When I am flying in the winds
High above those I love
-R.C.M. 3-7-03
Intellectual suicide
Following the trends
Dropping our independence
In the trash bin
Global domination
Led by Hollywood stars
Enlightenment frowned upon
Intellectuals thrown off a cliff
No where to run
No where to hide
If you use your brain
And speak your opinion
Then you must die
Schools don't make scholars
They create sheep
To follow the leaders
And buy their products
Death is freedom
Fr the intelligent ones
Throw yourself from the cliff
Give in to the pressure
Or fight with all you have
To not be swept under
By the flood of media exposure
Fight to reclaim a spot in life
For the intellectuals
Who cannot speak for themselves
R.C.M. 2-19-02
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| A few old ones.... |
[03 Apr 2003|03:02pm] |
Dark
I reach out
Feel something
Warm, soft
I find the light
See the body of a young boy
The warm, soft body of a dead boy
His clothes have been taken away
He looks so peaceful
Yet so scared
Who did this to him?
The human monster
The beast humanity has unleashed
To prey upon our youth
To corrupt their minds
And thin out the flock
A wolf, nay
A man
Could only do this
Soulless creature
Cast from humanities hands
To that of the darkness
All he wants is company
Somebody to talk to
See him there in the corner
Conversing with the dead
His own kind
For he too is dead
Having no soul
To keep his human heart
Beating, loving
I turn off the light
To join him in the dark
I too am unloving
My heart stands still
We are meant to be
Together
Haunting the youth
Thinning the flock
For all eternity
-R.C.M.
I am still craving it
The blood
It is calling to me
Begging me to take it
From the neck of that perfect young man
With his smooth white neck
I can smell it
Everywhere I go
There it is
All around me
Haunting me
Following me
Taunting me
The cravings will never leave me
I am this for all eternity
I cannot change
I am a creature of the night
I finally can accept who I am
The bringer of death
To those who carry
The blood
I thirst
-R.C.M.
A young girl found dead after an argument with her lover
Her head crushed, her heart the same
Did she deserve this?
No
She only told him that she’d love him forever
He had said that weeks ago
But not to his young lover
It was to some loose woman at a strip club
No matter she was one of many
Twenty, thirty, he lost count
He loved them all equally
One or two a night
He never got caught
And began to get clumsy
He usually hid his lover’s bodies
But tonight he was interrupted
By a nosey neighbor snooping around
After hearing the sounds of the fighting lovers
They caught him
All he could say was
That he loved each and every one of them
He felt that they didn’t love him
And he had to punish them
He too was punished
And when it was his time
He said he loved this cruel world
R.C.M.
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| Testing |
[03 Apr 2003|02:59pm] |
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I am just testing the journal to see if I like it this way. Pardon my mess....
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