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Old Poems by The Ominous Anonymous

SOMEONE ELSE

Restrained without force, living behind invisible bars.

Like a mutt on a leash I'm choked when I get too far.

My hands bearing the manacles that you call cuffs.

You posess the key but won't give it up.

I am locked in simply because I can't get out.

Repetitously being beaten by the lies flapping out of your mouth.

You've rapped around me the heartless of your fingers.

Clenching off the last breath that still lingers.

Tied down like the picture behind the frame.

Looking from the vacancy of the windows and the panes.

In the absents of the room none are to be found here.

Somehow I can still picture a life lingering out there.

But because of another I live in this hellsih rut.

And for eternity someone else makes my life corrupt.


"An institution is the lengthened shadow of one person." c.r.a.s.s.

Absently There

Existing in excrement. Lingering in a restraintive town. Askancily walking the sidewalks. Drowning in a drout that just happens to be floating around. No bail to let me out. No way for me to leave. Trapped behind an open door and I havent figured out the key. People with their conniving remarks. Expunging everyone who is unique. One day I hope to live in exile and remove myself from your streets. Wishing time will not extend the departure of my trip. For I no longer wish to be tied down and joined at the systems hip. I vow to take a voyage like a young waif. To no longer exist in this, in this hopeless place.



At the time these poems were wrote I was really learning how fucked up this country and system are. I was changing who I was, and looking for an escape from society. I found that in new friends and their conversations. I continued to further increase my knowledge on politics, foreign relations, how other people live, and punkrock. This gave me a new sense of self and changed my life.