Your Goddess

Poetry again. :)

"IM SO HAPPY I COULD DIE"

my memory is a faint image of life's parties

that are under the gutters of unborn wives

dry this pain that only seems to consist of rain

this wicked smell will not come out of the sheets

i need control

to live

to survive

to stay high

to fucking die

evil is old and dead, but my anger grows with each hour

you will die in the spotlight and i will bathe in your shower

rose petals only fall to the wicked and washed up

ill make myself sick just to help you die

hide in your closet and force yourself to cry

By. Mark Wells

Cowboy
I am like a butterfly
I'd love to fly away
I am very little
I wish that I was home, and could stay

I like little bunny rabbits
they are little too.
I like flowers
but I have very few

This place sucks
and I hate it very much
This tree outside is very ugly
I think I'll have some lunch

I miss my brandy
and my holly hoe
I wish I was there with them now
somebody just stepped on my big toe

I wish I had my own car
So I could drive it
so I can travel very far
somebody just pinched my tit

I wish I had me a little kitty
so I could pet in and hug it and squeeze it and love it
I would name it cowboy
I think I just got bit

I wish I was a movie star
that way I'd have lots of money
I could have me a big house
Don't you just love a cute little bunnies

by. Leann Harmon,(aka) Little person

***Does Anyone Care***

Such a pointless existence I am in. Stuck here alone once again. Why god put me here I will never understand. I'm awake forever in this dark strange land.

Forever I have hoped and prayed. That the least little light would shine my way. Lost in a trance of love, in a daze. knowing true love will never come to stay.

Tears flowing down my cheeks like water falls. Life has nothing to offer me at all. I'm so alone when your away. I sit and wait as night turns to day.

According to the world, I'm always wrong. And then I think, why even bother at all. They come and go like I'm the whore of the day. I'm such a easy target, Then there off on there way.

What is happiness any ways, Something I can't have. I've tired to change the way I am, And I thought that I had. Suppose I was wrong all this time. If there's any shred of hope, please god give me a sign.

by. Brandy Jones

*** Depressed Rambeling ***
Pointless, Hell I am stuck in
Never an escape
I wanna break, I wanna break
Into a million stars.

Cant handle it anymore
Cant stand the thought of life
a life with out love
will be a life with out me.

Your Image is always in my head
I have no clue who you are
but I know your are not of here
So far away, is were you'll be

damn the whole world, there is nothing here
damn everyone, cause we all live in fear
there is no point to this life
take it away with a slash of a knife

by. Brandy Jones



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