TeenageDirtbag96

I wasn't just born To be wild, I was named for it.Wasn't my era, The whimsical Psychedelic age... You can sit Watching flowers in the rain Or gazing up at Waterloo sunsets... I'm more interested in Sayin' hello to Susie, See, That girl's really got me.But then came the thickened haze, The mutant blues And progressive ways... And now, Now she belongs to me And oh how I have become A walking antique, Living in the past, Bleached by the sunshine of your love And scorched by the God of Hellfire.Started living in '96 But came alive in '69, Screaming for shelter And the chance to be your dog. Fractured poetry recitals In a Crimson Court, Flute-t...

I set my tabs aside, And lost five stanzas... At least fifty lines. Now I whine at the ceiling, Because I'm feeling like I've wasted my time.

While both cause great pain, there is a difference between disconnecting and letting go. Disconnecting is a cold, bitter act that carries the implication of being better off without that which is being abandoned. To disconnect is to stop caring. It is akin to pulling a bad tooth or amputating a gangrenous limb, a moment of unbelievable pain followed by relief, as an alternative to letting the unwanted article fester inside and hurt you. Letting go, conversely, is an act of love... perhaps not completely selfless, but certainly of more service to others. To let go is to walk away from something or someone that is dearly beloved, for the sak...

It feels strange Now that it's over Now that You've pronounced it over. 'I'm done with this', She said, The 'this' being me And the 'done' Being a lie. Nothing's ever done So long as it resides In our minds, No matter how many times I ask myself...Why should I care, If she doesn't anymore? She treated me like a child And I reacted childishly... Such sweet simplicity Surely leads To a black and white reality Where I can perceive The futility Of holding onto 'we'. It has. Believe me, I see the wasted energy In wandering These city streets Screaming, 'Til my throat goes bloody, That I want no part In this self-deprecating Worthless chemistry.