LEECHES LEECHES. oh no. by AlmostFamous13, literature
Literature
LEECHES LEECHES. oh no.
You're a chameleon
Shedding your skin
To blend in
With society
And everything it means
To be just like
Everybody else
You're nothing but a fool
Everyone sees it
But you are blind to your own idiocy
If you faded away
Into my domain
Would anybody notice?
Of course not
Because you are just a carbon copy
Of everything you wish you could be
And you could
If you didn't try so hard
You are blind to nothing but yourself
Welcome to the real world
Where everybody's state of mind is curled
And they all see the real you
And they are glaring you straight in the face
Through a two way mirror
Which you are oblivious to
You
L-O-V-E? P-L-E-A-S-E. by AlmostFamous13, literature
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L-O-V-E? P-L-E-A-S-E.
Is sweaty palms
And churning stomachs
Really all we obsess over?
I'm sorry but I have to say
If this is it
I'll pass
Honestly
I admit I thought there was more to this
Maybe not
I'm not sure
But if all I'm paying for
Is discomfort
Then I think I'll pass away tonight
Cause it seems that if this is all life's worth
Then it isn't worth it to me.
Quite frankly you should ask yourself
"Heartbreak is all I need?"
Seriously
Look at what you're getting into
Love always comes with a fee
It's got every string attatched to you
So you wont be at ease
Is this life truly for me?
Well I guess we'll wait and see
Because truthfully
I a
Fair Sevilla's Epiphany by AlmostFamous13, literature
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Fair Sevilla's Epiphany
A book of matches
Watch them as they strike
To start your better life
As we watch you leave
We tear apart the weaves
Of a past you had with us
Our seams cannot manage that
As you choke on realization
This life wasn't what you know
But no hard feelings because we all grow and change
The fairest of maidens
Waves farewell to you
To resurrect your path in the nighttime
And there's a repititious line
In the sonnets you have written
Hinting toward departure
I live beneath a medicinal sun
You're tangled in the poisionous rays
Elliptically writhing
Waiting for the lunar eclipse to begin
Just for the race to start over
Always watching
Like 1984
It knows where you are
No alleyway or sewage pipe can save you
It is going to take you alive
And I will watch as it brings you to the end
I am the medicinal sun.
...I'm the hardest one to... by AlmostFamous13, literature
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...I'm the hardest one to...
This is how much it means to me
That I wrote it in a poem
Mostly I hope this gets to you
Agitating like a hangnail
Quite frankly I hope it gets my point across
Because you're convinced of a hoax
But what I find myself missing most
Is never missing you at all
I remember the times you laughed at me
It made me feel like a joke
All the times you fought with me
Never made me choke--
--On with what I had to say to you
There must be some sort of mistake
I am telling you
I did not mean for it to happen this way
But misunderstandings
And misinterpretations
Seem to go hand in hand
And so now I've sat here
Foot-in-mouth
Wishing I
Drug compartment,
into the traffic market [yeah]
We didn't think it would get this bad,
we admit.
You were better than that.
Yeah, you were better than that.
[so here's my surrender]
I'm waving a white flag.
Knuckles black and blue,
from fighting to save you.
Its been one year or so,
and I've been trying to forget you.
But it's not that easy,
when your friend is needy.
You left us so young and cold.
I am,
waiting for them to tell me that you have gone.
Because in my heart I know,
that you left us years ago,
[and] your soul is about ready to let go,
but its been hanging onto you.
So lay your weary head to rest.
But befor
Welcome to the solar system by AlmostFamous13, literature
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Welcome to the solar system
Are you out there?
Is our little paradise alone?
Keep us company--
When our moon collides with Jupiter
Take us with you--
When our sun consumes our little planet
Show us your leader--
As long as you promise we will be loved
When our universe disembowels
And all we are is
N.o.t.h.i.n.g.
Oh don't worry dear;
the rain is really just my world plummeting back down on me
There's no need to be scared;
I remember me when I was young and I thought everything was
going to be okay
So come along now;
the dark is just the place where my soul goes to hide
It's nothing to cry about;
the smoke is just me, and all of my hopes drifting free
Don't you fear;
the blinding light is just the place at the end of the tunnel
I promise;
the blood is just my happiness dripping from me
It's no big deal;
the fire is just my memories
And incase you haven't noticed;
"I'm a car crash.
Stop the fighting
Another night alone
Left at home
Staring at the ceiling
Listening to the quiet things that no one ever knows
Its just another night alone
Watching and waiting
To hear the words ' i hate you'
Broken glass
Shattered past
Its just another night alone
Yelling and screaming
Cowered away in the corner
Slowly sink away
Its just another night alone
Left by the telephone
Waiting for no one to call
Anticipating the day that will never come
Hardest summers
Coldest days
Its just another night alone
Missing in the Autumn Accident by AlmostFamous13, literature
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Missing in the Autumn Accident
Its over and done,
Nothing is the same,
Since you're gone.
Its everything i can do right now,
Which isnt much,
I am;
Nervous, anxious,
Sad, angry.
I want to see the thrill,
I want to feel the voice inside,
That only burns inside of you.
I need to get rid of this pill,
Youre only making it worse.
A pain
A problem
A poem
A piece
Of me
That will never leave
A place that i will never call home,
A promise that was never meant to be broken.
You have changed our lives,
It happened at a delicate age.
This isnt a phase,
Because youre gone.
Scared and lonely,
You'd fearfully cry.
Not knowing what to do,
You placed your fai
The Jerry Springer Show.... by AlmostFamous13, literature
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The Jerry Springer Show....
One Last Episode Of the Springer Show
a redneck woman
and her hillbilly wife
judged by the media,
the world isnt fair.
a gay
and a straight
the media telling them whats right
the world isnt okay.
a slutty daughter
a pleased father
were all a little crazy
the world isnt right
a transvestite son
a scared brother
looked at by neighbors,
the world isnt forgiving.
an abusive mother
a crying child
sympathizers unite
the world is messed up.
Final Thought:
these are the people we live with everyday
these are the people we see on the streets
these are the people placed on tv for the world to see.
'So remember,
take care of yo
Like Ants Under a Magnifying Glass-- Burn Off Their Feelers and Watch Em' Squirm
sitting in the corner of a cold classroom
staring at the white tiled ceiling
wondering why
everyone is happy
all of your peers conversing
on the sidelines you sit
watching and waiting
never getting any further
only going back
in the search for acceptance
but there's no light at the end of this tunnel
you can waste your time trying
instead youre slowly dying
your life is going by too fast
sitting in the corner of a cold classroom
you shrug and sigh
you wait for your 'friends'
but they're not there
so dont waste your time trying
when you can pu
Welcoming You Into the World With an Unwanted Visitor
i suppose im of no importance-
maybe you have your reasons,
but i have mine.
fully grown at four,
reading the paper, and checking the stock broker times.
passing life away with no childhood
I hope youre happy where you are now
i think i need someone to tell me that its okay,
that i can be the kid i never was.
hide and seek in the park,
playing with barbies,
all of these things that arent a part of me.
i guess i wasnt as important,
i guess you didnt love me like they thought you would.
im losing my mind,
because no one was there,
my mother was trying to make a living,
whi
....from your microwave by AlmostFamous13, literature
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....from your microwave
Satired Pain Resonating From Your Microwave
welcome the pain
feel the heat of the gun
i want to be somebody else
i cant take all the shit you put me through
im glad you thought it was fun
now im gone from your life
youre only getting in the way
the weight of the world on my shoulders
get off my back
im breaking up
jaded
torn
faded
rusted
worn
left dormant for a while
picked up off the ground
smothered without a sound
eyes wide open
choking on words
mouth tied shut
watching you as you wash your bloody hands
punch out the glass
sink to the floor
staring into the eyes of this bleeding body
thinking of the thought of bei
We're All Our Own Crayon by AlmostFamous13, literature
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We're All Our Own Crayon
diversity
animosity
nobody is perfect
a homophobic nation
afraid that being gay might get big
a nation afraid of change
scared someone will make a difference
they want us to be a nation of clones
some sort of eutopia
everyone wants to do what you say
telling the nations youth whats cool throught MTV
this week they say "punk" is the style
so go cry and be depressed you poser
"GC says 'hold on'
we say go fucking kill yourself because no one cares"
next week you'll be back listening to rap
and buying your clothes at abercrombie & fitch
were a perfect clone sick nation
trying to fit in
someone breaking free from the chain
wha
grease and sweat
waste of time
pimple-faced voice-cracking teenagers
clean up this
clean up that
clean up that shit
wash the tables
wipe the doors
sanitize the toilets
sanitize your hands
i'll give you something to sanitize
empty the trash
restock everything
take orders
listen to them whine with a smile
make a shake
make a sundae
bitching managers thinking thier god
more salt
more pepper
more grease on that burger
the food industry sucks
13 Ways Of Looking At A Tree by SoliloquyForYou, literature
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13 Ways Of Looking At A Tree
I
A tree
Is a tree
Because that is what we have been taught
And brought up to know it as
II
The wind it blows from the south
And rattles its leaves
As if warning
Try real hard though
To listen to what it's trying to say
III
Feel the scarred and painful bark
And listen to the stories it has to tell
For the tree is the only one
Who can tell history right
IV
The tree is peaceful
Much like its surroundings
For it's the only one standing
After another forgotten war that has passed
V
The growth of the children
That run and play in the forest
Is important
Much like the growth of a tree
But do we harm the little children?
I do it for the children with no mother
I do it for those who are forbidden lovers
I do it for your tears
For all those hidden dark fears
I do it for the old woman down the street
The one who cries herself quietly each night to sleep
I do it for the soldiers who won't ever see their daughters again
You might think I do it to say,
: hey look at me I'm fucked up in the brain. Hey look I'm almost done:
But rather I do it to say
: you're not the only one:
I do it for those who are afraid of the truth
For those who may not believe in showing their passion
In doing what is right
I do it because I am losing
This great fight
Gary Busey Vs. A Hurricane by WeWereDamagedGoods, literature
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Gary Busey Vs. A Hurricane
When the Earth left me,
I was free in space to galivant with no luck.
So I sat and wasted awat,
I had nothing to orbit, no where to go.
So I drifted away, so far away.
When the sun waved goodbye to it's third closest friend,
I had no home.
No place to spin aimlessly,
Like i did for billions of years.
It happened on a cool autumn night,
Bombs went off like the Fourth of July.
People screamed for peace, they cried.
But each nation's leader thought that they were right.
Even if that meant the innocent had to die.
What they didn't know is that it wasn't just the innocent that lose their lives.
When the Milky Way lost one of it
And there she sits,
Ms. Nash on the steps of the Salvation Army.
I've heard rumors that she sleeps there,
On those steps.
The crisp fallen leaves of Autumn,
Make her vibrant bed
That still breathes chilly.
"Everytime a Man weeps, the government moves ahead!"
She would shout.
My friends , they laugh
As do I
And swiftly we walk past,
Autumn's breath snapping at out coats.
They never noticed
The tears streaming down her face;
Weathered with pain and much more.
I went to her the next day
To the steps of the Salvation Army.
I've heard rumors that she sleeps there,
On those steps.
She took my hand
And rasped a drunken lullaby,
TradingNecklacesForBedsheets. by SHESinnocentwithaGUN, literature
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TradingNecklacesForBedsheets.
i wish everything was fine
in the way only jimmy eat world can sing about
it's turned out
that everything's not alright
the day is the night
and there's no more orange juice in the fridge
i wanted to use fancy words
to intimidate
to permeate
(she's too stupid for that)
just trade in your necklace
for a bedsheet
you can tie into a noose
and choke the life
out of
the lifeless
i can't say it will help
i never went towards the light in the first place
and yet you can't stop
(you're like a pawn shop)
just keep trading necklaces
for beedsheets
(this girl won't sleep)
it's too late for that
she's
Sarah.
It's been hell, kid.
I know, I know.
Life's so confusing.
And painful, even when it's not
Supposed to be.
And the temptation.
It grates at you, tears you apart.
Until you tear yourself apart.
To satisfy.
The scars, I know.
I've faced those scars.
I'm reminded of my brush with
Self-destruction
Everyday.
I know.
We don't talk anymore,
But we're coming from the same
Terrifying place.
I know.
It's dark, and grim,
And pain is as pain does,
And it drives you to the point
Of gashing yourself to pieces.
I sympathize with you because
When I remember your face,
And I realize the pain you hid
From all
Current Residence: a house Favourite genre of music: lots. Favourite photographer: anybody that has talent in my eyes Personal Quote: "its my gold, i found it"
Favourite Visual Artist
anyone that has talent in my eyes.
Favourite Movies
Reservoir dogs. Kill bill. Orange county. SLC punk.Spinal Tap. Any michael moore film. many more.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
lots
Favourite Writers
steven chbosky (writer of the perks of being a wallflower)
Other Interests
music!! guitarerizing!! writing!! making movies!! AND MANY MORE!
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its been great this past year or so i love you all
Mood- pretty good
Listening to- The tim is better than jesus
So its a new year. How about that. I celebrated by coloring dinosaurs in my friend's coloring book, then we cracked out the sparkling grape juice and got crunk. Oh and before that Chris* and Hunter and Jason stopped by which was cool Jason and I determined that Hunter is the equivalent to Franklin the turtle. So anyway I just watched movies all night and it was super duper. Life for me lately is pretty mediocre, like it should be fantastic, but for some reason it's all just letting me down, like now that things are good; I expect them to be better, it's relatively retarded. I don'
Mood- not sure
Listening to- Pictures of houses
so theres a boy, and i like him a lot he claims to like me too, and this makes me happy you see; but he hasn't talked to me in like four days. therfore i am not sure if he is avoiding me, or if he is really like gone, like im not sure if his internet is working or not etc. i think im overreacting. its just that i like him so much and he makes me so happy. so yeah i think im just paranoid. but you never know.
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