an attempt to tip the scales

losing what i love in a mess of details

Saturday, October 30, 2004

Fruit Cocktail

by line dry only

I didn't know my thoughts
had any place in your mind

but I knew when you came home
drunk and staggering

you'd had just a little too much
jack daniels

see, jack was always
my
worst enemy

he was always around
when you called me
a bitch
slut
whore
stupid
dumb
ugly
fat
cow

see, jack was always
my
worst enemy

you always say you're sorry
an hour after you beat me

I didn't know my thoughts
had any place in your mind

when people say
"I love you"

they don't use it as an excuse.

see, jack was always
my
worst enemy

Remember that time
when we rode our bikes together?
and I asked you if you knew
why the sky was blue

and you said
"you shouldn't ask questions like that"

and with the awards
and finding out that my ears knew what perfect
sounds like
and telling you why I almost threw myself over the edge
with our own naive kitchen knife

and
you said
"get to the point"

jack daniels was always
my
worst enemy.

and you said
"if you don't shut up,
I'm gonna slap you so hard
that you
don't
wake up."

I didn't know my thoughts
had
any
place in your mind.

And
since you always say you're sorry
an hour after you beat me

"I love you"
always comes out as a
sorry, pitiful,,
ugly
excuse

Thursday, October 28, 2004

they hate our freedom

so today at work these three girls come in

you know the type, where the pretty one is usually the ugly one from some other group.

but it wasnt about looks with them. they were just completley horrible

ehhh ehhh ehhh
whatever. i cant take this anywhere

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

take it slow

by white horse

i cant stand the way
she clings to him

like he is more then an arm
she looks good on.

and i know that she loves him
i know that. so dont think im a cynic
dont think im being cute
or poetic
or any of that.

there is a strength and weakness in silence

but girls can never differentiate.

Monday, October 25, 2004

You said

By: all on black


You convinced me to go swimming,
my last night in town.
That it would feel so overwhelming
to have the sea rush over me.

You told me you would hold me close,
against the warm waves.
That you would make sure,
not to loose me underneath the stars.

You promised me I’d be okay,
There was no reason for me to be afraid.
But I never knew it would make me realize,
that I loved you.

Shady

by: black charger

There is a look in your eyes
That made me realize
There is a secret within
That you would never say

Instead you tell the world
In hopes I don’t find out
O well I did
But you didn’t say a word

You hide from my face
And it’s not an open and shut case

But you made it more complicated
With all the people you involved
And all the secrets you held

Tell me the truth
What are you feeling?
That way maybe
You could look at me straightly

Sunday, October 24, 2004

42 Days

by: Surreal as Sunlight

I was left to bare that cold all by myself
Loathed the solitary time at first
Then broke your trust
Did something you wouldn’t have approved of
Grew in a way you didn’t think possible
When you returned I was unrecognizable
The cold was apparent in my face
But you could not see my insides
That have frozen for good

Saturday, October 23, 2004

How Close?

By: Jonathon Never

A finale of breath and moisture
Enough to fog the windows of your mind
And for one brief instant
Paralyze you
But soon you draw your pictures in the mist
An individual decoration of birthday cakes
And familiar faces
With oddly devious laughs you spy through the haze
Quick to thank me for surprising you
Even quicker to say you weren’t that surprised
But I see the urgency
I’ve held your needs in the palm of my hand
But I’ll just hold your hand in mine instead
And add more pictures to the mist of our confusion

Thursday, October 21, 2004

Hello, darling.

by Turtledove

Daddy's coming home soon.
But don't worry, your big brother's here.

We can both sleep in my treehouse tonight
We'll climb higher than he can reach
Where I'll tell you stories about ballerinas
And carry you if you get too tired.

Take your teddy bear and your music box
And climb into my arms.

I think I hear the car pulling up.

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

AFRAID OF AUGUST

by whitehorse

now i am asleep

this is how lonely it is when you do it
but maybe you dont want me to wake
and say the things i always do.

because when i sleep i cling to you
like i am poor and your the bible

and what a sad metaphor
for the happiest times in my life
and maybe if i said something now
it would topple this house
we have built out of cards.

but i doubt it.

because all that time you were sleeping
i was laying down concrete

just like me

by whitehorse

I am you, i understand
this jesus christ figure said
from the back of the auditorium

open your eyes my son
see the light of day.

but ive gone blind from the stage lights

I am you, i understand

i told this girl with perfect skin tone
with arms slender and inviting
that end in broken fingers

open your eyes
see that im still here

I am you, i understand

says this girl with broken fingers
but her words are like a poision
my silence the only cure

open your eyes, please
see that i am here too

I am you, i understand

says this imposter of jesus
god and ghost and all that bullshit
but of course hes just an actor



Watching From Afar

By: all on black

I’ve watched you
I’ve watched you abuse for so many years,
I don’t think there’s anything left,
You haven’t tried.


Sometimes I wonder,
If your body cares,
That you are killing her.


Sometimes I wonder,
If the people who love you understand,
That you are hurting them.


Abuse comes in more forms,
Than just physical.
Sometimes mentally,
It can destroy you.




Monday, October 18, 2004

Lightning is Yummy

by steadfast twilight

I open my mouth and swallowed the lightning
Its bolt melting down my throat,
Passing my left atrium, lighting up my heart like a neon sign in a lonely bar
Still kicking, not wanting to be defeated by a mortal
Lightning Bolt settles into my stomach
flashing
my belly glowing from the outside in.

i promise not to read ahead

by:Stargirl

youre the kind of person everyone sees and says hes got a good life
but you dont feel this way
your eyes weep painful remorse

you never open up to anyone and its scary to think
you might never open up

your a nancy drew mystery times a thousand
i just want to read the ending so bad and find out what happend
but i know you just need someone to listen to you
i want to let you know that im here

people know me for the big mouth
the one who could talk all night
only few know that im also one who can listen
as long as you need me
im here

i promise not to read ahead

Sunday, October 17, 2004

umbrella

by line dry only

guessing always made me nervous.
would you be there for me?
what happens if I fall off the face of the earth
I wonder if you'd notice sometimes
it seems that I've been thinking about you a lot
but do I ever cross your mind?

royal blue night sky
with gleaming white freckles
strewn across it

guessing always made me nervous.

Thursday, October 14, 2004

Highways

by brown cow

An enigma
Spread and flattened
To our liking

Years of erosion
Wear them away
So we cover them up
With a new layer of
Black
To cover-up the cracks
And hide the scars from
Years past

Simply filling in the
Cracks
Won’t do them justice, though
We need to breathe into the streets new
Life

the little things

By: Stargirl

Pedaling through the city with a basket of bread
Dropping people off
Wishing you had followed your heart instead

Monday, October 11, 2004

Indecisive

By Hopeless Hopeful


A million messages meandering in my mind,
a spontaneous stream of conciousness.
So many things I want to say,
but never satisfied with what's portrayed.

Several hours already spent
writing, reading, erasing, repeating.
I can't quite seem to understand
why all my thoughts can't bid my hand
to tell the tale of all my tears
and forced up feelings and hopes and fears
I've kept inside over the years.

Scribble this,
scrawl down that.
Scratch out yet another line.
Never finished, never done.
There's never a final decision.

So many things I want to say,
but never satisfied with what's portrayed.

And now I sing the weary song
heard another time too many.

Saturday, October 02, 2004

Missing a Piece

by line dry only

where were you?
i've looked around, there's nothing in sight
no sounds, places, taste.
so blandly spun like the tip of your tongue
that doesn't weave words with grace
and you expect me to bow down
and follow your every move
and you don't even see
the stabbing
pain
so cliche, i know. but somebody's gotta say it --
you walk into a room like we should all finally
"see the light"
i didn't know you were a god.
i just thought you were my dad
when you toss around any
losing fights ridiculous insults
crushing tears sassing my intelligence
you make me feel like

shit.

and i just wanted to let you know,
that maybe if you didn't forget
how to spell my middle name
to pick me up at various ages, even in the snow
that maybe if you didn't forget
not to leave me stranded alone
not to lead me so far and gone
that maybe if you didn't forget
the color of my eyes
when my birthday is

and come home empty minded
with me sitting at the table

eating some cereal
and watching some sad kids program
where they talk about how
drugs and alcohol and sex
are all so bad for you
well maybe they wouldn't hurt as much as this.

and i ask you,
"daddy, why didn't you come home right away? isn't today
special?"

the look on your face - is priceless.
you forgot your only daughter's birthday.

and it happened more than once

and
when you say

when you say
that i've said so many insulting things to you in a week
and you don't even know how inferior you make me feel

maybe
if you didn't
do
that,

then you could see how much
i hate the way your mind is slumbering
and i wish that you knew that you're
almost
losing
my
love

i wrote a story about you once.
about how i saw so much in your eyes.
and your smile.

you read it
and you said --

"i didn't think i showed anything
like this."

as if to say,,
i didn't think
you noticed
or
i didn't think
you cared
or
i didn't think

i didn't think..
i cared.

i chip away
so cliche
but i die.

everyday.

Friday, October 01, 2004

And This Is To You Walking Away

by steadfast twilight

I hugged the rain, but felt it wriggle out of my grasp.
Grabbing a jar, I captured its writhing body hoping it would latch on to me.

Water will be water.

the tube

by: Stargirl

press the button
it seems as though it's calling your name
press the button

you do

a second world is created within seconds
interrupted by a dog bark
but soon your back

controlling what you want to see
hear

controlling what's brainwashing you
still you watch

the room filled with light
flash
flash
flash

you land on something you like
for the next 20 minutes you are taken into a second world
the world you control at your fingertips

you sit eyes glued on the screen
on the seat of your chair
you laugh
you are shocked
you like it

a lot

the dog barks again
brings you back to earth
you look hes eating something he shouldn't

hes full of undying love
compassion
care

you wish your sitcom would last longer than 30 minutes
it doesn't
just like it doesn't love
care
or take you into consideration

turn it off and play with the dog
you'll be happy
he'll be happy

press the button
I'm telling you
press the button

black screen

happiness