these stupid thingsthese things they are in my headthese stupid things by oflird
but they aren't outside
i am in my head
but im also outside
where am i?
what is outside?
who am iwho am iwho am i by oflird
I'm a walking talking skeleton
I'm a moving working mechanism
I'm a living breathing organism
I'm all of this and more
I'm a brain controlling my body parts
pumping blood through myself i am a heart
i am a chemical synergy of color and smell
sparks ignite through my nerves,energy working my cells
i constantly consume,to live i play my part
to move through this stimulus,i act quick and smart
to play this game of life,i spread all my cards
but this ever present disease consumes me
infinity sucks me in and controls me
making me nothing of what i am
changing me into something entirely else
could there be more to all of this
nothing but a whisper,a whimper,a last breath,a kiss?
this mechanism stops,my organs give out
these bonds break,energy in my cells run out
i fall to the ground,the ground swallows me whole
leaving me to nothing but teeth and bones
and a skull that's a reminder that i once had a brain
on which,to write this poem,im putting a strain.
Alone but AliveAlone but Alive:
Oh here I am standing,
A lost soul is landing.
The coldest December,
Can you still remember?
Do you even hear me?
There's no one around me!
Oh shadow that I see,
The void right behind me.
Yet still I am breathing;
Yet still I am feeling.
The coldest sensation,
Oh worthless creation!
Are you still crying?
Oh why are you lying - abandoned and cold
Cold like what was left of soul,
Made of all the life you stole.
Walk divine but made of sin,
Worm of hatred squrim within.
Sin of lust and sin of pride,
Lash the tongue that last has lied.
Yours was silver with a promise,
Kiss of death and then you vomit.
Burning bile of ugly treason,
No one else can know the reason.
Left a soul behind to burn;
You are the reason I have turned...
On this cold and endless night...
When I'm finally pierced by the light...
And I awaken from this hell...
ALONE - BUT ALIVE!
Alive and again oh do I dare?
To give this heart and to lay it bare.
When heaven cast its fate
You Have No Right To LiveYou Have No Right To Live:
Hey, what are you doing?
That's mine, now give it back.
You're stupid, you should just go die!
Okay, I'm sorry...
What, you failed again?
Just how much money do you think we're spending on this,
Do you think it just falls from the sky?
I can't believe you; and don't give me that look!
You better straighten up now you hear me
And if you keep looking like a dead fish,
I'm going to make you wish you were one.
Hey, being around you is driving me nuts,
You never want to do anything, you don't even care,
Why bother even breathing if you're going to act like you're dead!
A lousy person like you should just go die!
okay, fine! I will...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th November 2012
The Procrastinator: A Day In The Life
The Procrastinator A Day In The Life
Procrastination is the practice of carrying out less urgent tasks in preference to more urgent ones, or doing more pleasurable things in place of less pleasurable ones, and thus putting off impending tasks to a later time, sometimes to the "last minute" before a deadline.
I wrote the title for this piece three weeks ago.
So, it’s Friday night. Work week over. Tomorrow I get to write my own mate