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SRaindrops falling down on meS

Raindrops falling down on me

Trying to disguise my tears

All I can do is put on this front

Hoping it will mask my fears

Clouds of gray spread through the sky

Like your hand squeezing my heart for me to die

Raindrops falling down on me

As to say I'm crying

You left me with these gaping wounds

Killing me inside.... I'm dying

 

Wednesday, March 03, 2004

Sabra Hughes

Dysfunction

I sit here pensive

Wondering if I really am this sensitive

Maybe I just have issues

But I really like my converse shoes

Could be the sanity I lack

Maybe that's why I'm on Prozac

Inahling Anger

Inhaling this anger

Crushed by the tears

A world upside down

Mangled and torn with fears

My soul is wandering through this abyss

If I left, would I be missed

What does it matter

Why should I care

All that matters is that I wouldn't be there

I wouldn't be there where the demons surround

I wouldn'tbe there for my life to be bound

So if I left

What would it matter

A corpse in the dirt

Day dreams shattered

The shadows slip in

Smoke from below

Crimson silhouettes fly threw the night

Slimy tongues and gruesome bites

Razor sharp nails gouge in your eyes

Gushing blood reaps from your skin

Wishing you would die

Your soul oozes from within

Floating through into the sky

You return to your master hoping to repent

The crimson bodies that once flew now stalk your corpse

Penetrating you

Penetrating your borrowed body with their slimy long tongues

Eating your brains and even your lungs

In through the caves

Down through the hell

Down the downward spiral

Where the rotting corpses smell





Where is our tomorrow

Why is this world so cruel to our youth

So easily influenced

So easily used

We have our big time issues

that don't seem big at all

But when we are getting shot for wearing a color

I don't think it's very small

What happens when our friends

the one's we love so well

Are called upon

by lifes little tragedies

and leave us in this living hell

What happens when todays youth

Our babies tomorrow

get taunted, tortured

And are filled with sorrow

What happens when they get pushed over the edge

Where is our tomorrow

 

 



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