Love? (Poem by Screech)

LOVE?

Sometimes i think i hate everything about it,

Then i regret it when i think that I've found it.

Part of me thinks I'm meant to be a wolf,

Away from what makes a personal a whole.

When i think about it, maybe i am,

Who cares if I'm awake or in coma,

Everyone loves their bit of relationship drama.

They cope, they adjust, they wake, they hate,

They think, they assume, they work, they play,

They eat, they drink, they run, they fall,

They hold, too long, they break, their fault.

They laugh, they live, they love, they mate,

They smile, they hurt, they fade, they stay,

They arrive, they celebrate,

They sing, they dance, they pay, they're late.

Everyone knows it,

Smile, snap, post it.

Let the admirers admire it.

Tired of it.

There's no shortage,

Demographics,

Recommend page after page.

Stories now have a thousand words,

But nobody reads, everybody hurts,

Click, tap, swipe, scroll,

Combine that with occasional trolls,

Is all that's left of meaning.

Am I the one in coma? Nah,

It's you that is dreaming.

Klopf Klopf! Es ist schadenfreude,

Get all the people in the world to join you,

On a roller coaster with your favorite toy,

Sounds just about right for a boy,

Let's make it so he can't make noise,

Silent suffering in endless joy,

Isn't that lovely? It's all a ploy,

To get the bandwagon ready, up and going,

It's all a game, now insert your coin,

Let laughter ensue, you know he won't cry.

Shooting darts sitting in shopping karts.

Going round walking in synthetic parks.

Let it rain, let it pour,

Let it snow, let it go.

Move over, move on,

Get over it,

All hope is gone.

“Oh no, oh god,

You're such a bad man.

You say and do things that no one understands,

You don't deserve any slack.

Guess what my psych,

I knew you'd be back.”

Like a moth to a flame,

Burning under blue skies and grey,

Running errands like yesterday,

Wasn't enough of a pain.

Ace of spades,

But I'm losing the game,

All I've got is a dumb card,

A joker.

Yes, I misspelled “karts”,

Get off my head you grammar warlord.

Yeah, H-to-O was a turning point,

Drowned in it to be reborn,

Just to see things right.

That nobody wants to talk straight,

Everyone has their little quirks,

I'm not the one who knocks,

I'm the one who lurks.

I know things inside out,

Sadness, anger, doubt.

I'm not ashamed, I'm proud,

Just a little confused,

But I'm still me and not a sellout.

They tell me I'm looking in the wrong place,

But I'm not looking at all.

It comes to me like a nightmare,

I'm helpless when history repeats itself,

Even when i do nothing wrong.

It's not the heart, it's the mind,

What's the difference?

They both clawback in kind,

It's all by design,

Stretch me out and crack my spine.

Maybe I'm just mad because I'm mad,

I don't know, apparently I'm too young,

But from what I've seen thus far

It's dumb and there's no right turn.

Apparently it transcends time and space,

Can't see it if it stares me in the face.

I try, I fail, I get up, ignore the pain,

I leave but I'm dragged back again,

Into this mess, what does it do?

It makes a ragdoll out of you.

It's all one dimensional,

One directional.

I drew all these lines,

But when I looked back,

There were just footprints in the sand.

They'll not wash away though,

They're safe from wind and high water,

I've kept them safe,

There's no quarter.

I can't afford this game.

I'm not one for a dangerous ride.

“But why?”

I'm broke and broken.

That's the reason.

My oh my.

It's scary, it's dark,

You need to hold onto someone,

Even if just for a moment,

Like laying under the stars.

You're hesitant.

“Play it off, play it cool.

Pretend it never happened.”

I wasn't going to include these lines,

It would have just died down after a while,

But everyone had to know the next day, anyway,

So why should I care?

Why should I watch what I say?

Nothing else matters,

Nothing else in common.

It's funny how that's the bottom line,

How compatible people are by design.

Their kind, their type,

That's what they believe in,

They're mostly right,

But mostly wrong.

Such things take a lifetime to solve,

Never done, never once and for all.

So why the hell do I even bother?

There's no place in life to handle another.

I've walked many miles,

I've walked them by myself,

I'll walk many more.

Though my feet are sore,

I can't stop, I've come this far.

Through thick and thin,

Fought many wars.

Got my souvenirs,

Got my battle scars.

Got my rifle on my back,

Got bullets for my valentines.

Here we go, I'm ready.

Gotta hold that scope steady.

Can't stop when I start to fire,

So better set up the funeral pyre.

I'm a glass cannon rebel,

And I'm about to rain hell.

Singularity (Poem by Screech)

"Singularity", it is a recent favorite word of mine. It resides at the center of a black-hole, where gravity is seemingly infinite. Now that doesn't mean that it can't mean anything else...

My take is, that when two entities collide, such as to destroy each other, what remains is a singularity that consumes everything around it, and never stops. But what of the entities?
What if they survive this whole infinite gravity ordeal? Can they ever escape it? Or will they be consumed by what they themselves have created?

I don't have the answer, at least not for both sides, celestial science is beyond me :P
But do read on...

Singularity

It's come to this,

Universes collide,

Dark matter divides,

A singularity survives.

You were right, it's over,

My three leaf clover,

Hard luck, hard time,

It's just this fate of mine.

It's funny,

We never really talked about it.

Predictable mystery since day one,

It was not about me now, was it?

You see, I'm a decaying danger,

This half-life, it is not stranger,

I've been here before,

I'll be here again.

Changing one life at a time,

And leaving bittersweet pain.

You see, I'm a miser,

But there is none wiser,

I've done this before,

I'll do it again.

But I'll be gone far now,

So I tip my hat and take a bow.

Time here takes its toll,

Don't worry, I won't tell a soul.

Not directly, at least,

My words are always what they seem.

But nobody pays much attention,

If they do, they're worth the trust and ascension.

It's clear,

I was broken, so were you.

I fixed them, you ignored.

I've said this all before.

It's not some dragon's lore.

But you're an angel, go be free.

Spread your wings, fly with glee.

Just make sure,

Your eyes are open to see.

Play fair, it's not going to be easy.

Oh you saw this coming,

Didn't ya?

You thought it was all about you,

Didn't ya?

Thought it was anything but real,

Didn't ya?

How's it feel now?

Going up and about,

Running on without,

Lost in this wasteland,

Of sand dunes of doubt?

I tried, and I still can.

But I'm done,

It's not worth it, it's dumb.

I tried to bring you up,

But you're just too plain,

To understand what you've lost,

And what it is you've gained.

None can change what I have.

None can even come close,

To what I've had.

I'm glad.

It was too much and I'll be gone,

Before you can even say,

“cease the happiness”,

Or cutback.

It's expensive as all hell,

Neutron stars and quantum spells.

All that matters is dark,

Nuclear fusion and fission,

Fire and sparks,

It can be destructive,

It can light up the night.

But it can be beautiful,

If you do it right.

A warm glow, an eternal delight.

It's science, it's magic,

It's wholesome, it's tragic.

Next time, don't destroy the core,

The crux, the thing that makes it whole.

There's no right, there's no wrong,

Honey, you can't win em all.

Stay simple, stay humble.

Stay out of trouble.

Maybe once in a while, think of the calls,

Then go back on your merry way,

Blow out another bubble.

I leave you here,

I'm going into the ocean,

I'll be falling in slow motion.

Don't let your dreams shrink,

If you're overwhelmed, stop and think,

Don't wait at the brink,

Don't blink.

If you're gonna go,

Throw in everything (even the kitchen sink).

Keep your fire burning,

Keep your head in touch.

Try not to worry too much.

You'll be fine, you're strong,

It'll be all too good.

Keep on keeping on.

Cheers... ScreechDrummer

Lucky Me (Poem by Screech)

Oh... what is this? A new poem so soon? Well, to be honest it's half a poem and it's not exactly great. But, it is what it is :P

It's somewhat connected to Best of Both Worlds from The Rebel is Not Dead collection. It is also heavily inspired by Eminem's Kamikaze album in terms of the structure and word usage, because I've been listening to that a lot.

Anyway, do read on...

Lucky Me

I used to listen, maybe I still can.

Can't do much else to help what I can't stand.

Quarter cent, oh joy oh glory,

Half the decade I played judge and jury.

Now I'm the executioner, what do you know,

Trust as far as you can throw,

Not too much though, right, oops.

That's right, I'm wrong.

Been played like a pawn,

Holding up, growing horns,

Don't say I didn't try to warn,

You thought i was angry and forlorn?

Nope, I just moved on,

I didn't think that i belonged,

Still I stayed, hoping for,

Some change but that's too far,

Let's just sound the alarm.

“oh my God, he's gone mad”

No, I'm just a moron.

Eat, sleep, work, repeat,

I've lost my mind but what's the deal,

“Pfft, he's just an idiot, you see,

He tries even in defeat.”

Not anymore, I'm done.

My head can't take much more.

I tried to solve but you ignored.

It's your game, you can score,

Not my problem, never was,

I guess I'll just shut up like before.

While you eat each other up,

Making me watch all the gore,

You don't know what's in store,

Guess you'll just have to make sure,

That I never interfere,

It's not my place to drink your beer,

I'm not trying to displace you,

I won't even come near.

Glitch the system, Start a fight,

Counselling sesh sound about right,

Where the psych splits his head,

And lays right where he bled,

Until next time the world needs saving,

And he's back from the dead still flailing,

Talking shit, being dumb,

Hoping to solve the same problem.

Nobody is innocent here,

Don't you dare play the victim.

It's everyone at fault,

So don't cry and call it “afflicted”.

Go on, get addicted.

I'm done being the one to fix it.

Have a nice life,

I'm taking all the venom.

Congrats, keep it up,

Let it all be known.

That i was the fool,

Who tried to do this on my own.

Thanks for nothing,

Keep your sorrow,

Maybe I'll see you tomorrow.

Who cares anyway,

Not me, I don't think.

Anyway, salutations,

I'll make myself a drink.

You won, the rebel's dead,

You won, I've got a heart of lead,

You won, I'm finally free,

Lucky you, you made lucky me.

Cheers... ScreechDrummer