Unfortunatly, there's no one else
Just me, lonely me
Who's my ticket out
Where's my train to happiness
I'm at the wrong station
I'm in the wrong time
What's the story
Who's the star
It's a one-man-band
This solo guest
My solitary journey
I'll never get there
I've got bad directions
And sorry subconcious company
#2 - SHEEPSKIN
I want to run to you
With flowers in my hand
I need to feel your silky hair
In between my fingers
One touch from you
And I am insane
With suicidal butterflies
Tearing at my tummy
I shut my eyes, but
Still the light remains
Where's my sheepskin
I'm ready to hide, because
You're every "I love you"
Puts a lightning rod
In my heart
I think I had a thought once
But, now it's long gone
What do I do, if
I don't know what to do
Where do I go when
I'm tied to this electric chair
She can't get out, but
She can't stay in
The sun does shine
And everything's fine
Just not in our part of town, Babe
#3 - PAUL
Don't touch me
I want to stay warm
It's ice you breed
It's hell you sell
Stop preaching your pain
It makes me want to kill you
#4 - UNTITLED
Fuck you, I don't wantcha
#5 - UNTITLED
This knife that impales my heart
#6 - GLASS
He slices through the darkness
I was thinking about him today. I guess I should have been
Fuck me, cuz I need to
Take me in your arms again
But don't dare open your mouth
It's you that I can't bear to leave
This life that I can't give away
I have to have the lights off
Then you can't see me cry
Comes from your mouth
Your tongue so sharp,
Your eyes so cold
Is this you I need or the demon you have become?
I tip-toe upon tip-toe thru words of
Love and pain
Which is real?
Which is you?
Drip drop you're the blood
Of my life
Let you drink it, you own it
What have I lost to become
So much your slave?
Like a diamond across glass
This mysterious beauty
To know where he is going
To see where he has been
Is the wisdom of the gods
Silent strands of ink black hair
Are aloft in the midnite breeze
Does he see me?
Does he know I am watching?
He makes you feel
Your life is plain
Your existence is worthless
He is better
He turns the planets
And makes the sun rise
I believe he idolizes no one
I know I idolize him
His name is the breath you see
On a cold December day
His smell is the very blood
Coursing through my veins
He will never be mine, yet
I love him.
Neat shirt...who's heart did you break today?
Iron your clothes, pick your nose
Pretend I don't exist
It wasn't much fun while it lasted anyways(lying)
I never loved you anyhow(LIAR!!)
I won't admit to you that I am saying this to make myself not hurt
(Come back, Please!)
Once upon a time I had a pet
It got cancer of the heart(it hurt)
It died to save myself from myself
My cancer is my fear
It's cancer was being brave
(There's a fine line between bravery and stupidity)
It was brave
I am stupid.
What the hell do you want from me???
#9 - TODAY
Today I feel lost
I can't read you're fucking mind!!!!
I'm scratching my fucking head
I'm scratching my fucking ass
I know what you have to have
My fucking soul!
Well, you can't
I am not selling!
It's got to be something else, fucker!
I feel like there is something out there
Just beyond my reach
Why is that everyone else has a grip
Everyone else seems to know what's going on
What about me?
I am smart
I am observant
I am not worthless
I wish I could figure myself out.
These poems mean a lot to me, but I don't think it will have the same effect on anyone else. It is very personal, and I don't think anyone will get the jist of them. It's ok, I understand, it is hard to find someone to identify with me.
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