Poems by a depressed Beast
(He didn't give titles for these, so I'll just put his comments instead. They're in bold.)
 
This one started out as a Nirvana/Nick Cave inspired song lyric.

Swallowed whole
rippling light
a tinge of gold
feels so right
feel so old
what am i
live, die
or mere existence
canít stand
canít speak
hold my hand
still i reek
of someone else
help me
iím falling
wallowing
wish i were
a phoenix
on a desert plain
at least iíd be
someone like me.

Notice the Radiohead tinge?

Hi, Iím dead
nothing more
nothing less
Howís life been treating you
hope youíve made
the right choices
donít worry
youíll end up like me
just dead.
nothing more
nothing less.

        I'm a Cobain freak. So sue me.

        Impurity
        Impunity
        Immorality
        Immortallity
        Iím pure
        Iím puny
        Iím moral
        Iím mortal
        What the heck does that make me?

The crudest of the lot. Censored.

pour me another
b*st*rd
gimme a shot
b**ch
on the rocks
moron
one for the road
sl*t
can i buy you a drink
a**hole
happy hourís over

the rest just goes on forever.


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