Thursday, March 30, 2006

LIVING IN A BOX


















I’m living in a box
and I don’t mind;
I don’t look at it much
from the outside.

I’m living in a box
but that’s ok,
‘cause when the door locks
I do things my way.

I’m living in a box
which is all right:
all houses are equal
when you sleep at night.

I’m living in a box
and that’s terrific
‘cause when I die
I know I won’t miss it.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

SUICIDAL NOTE

Here I am,
living.
Using my time,
in this life,
somehow.

I guess
that if I was meant
to be a genius
I would have known
by now.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

BLUE


Blue is the water
That catches my eye
Today is a good day to cry.

Blue is the distance
Between you and I
No day is a good day to ask why.

Blue is the feeling
Grey is the sky
Today is a good day to die.

Sunday, March 19, 2006

PROUDLY WRONG


You came
into my life, like a blessing,
and I did nothing
but moan

You offered
to listen and give me advice
but I insisted
in being alone

You left
because I wouldn’t change
so, I cried in despair
and said you were unfair...
But it’s strange:
I have always known
that I’d stay on my own.

Thursday, March 16, 2006

HELPLESSNESS

I've just been left here,
that's what it feels like.
Won't somebody come
and pick me up?
Please?
Now?