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#41 popnfresh

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Posted 04 October 2012 - 09:12 PM

I write when I'm sad.
I've written a lot lately.

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The lesions on my skin are not prone to receding
The scent of your hair is gone because my nose is bleeding
My fingers fell off, they can’t live without your feel
Yours is the scar I never want to heal
If you ever need to talk, just whisper in my ear
I left it on your nightstand, so I’m always there to hear
It’s hard to say I love you when my lips are retreating
Home is where the heart is, so can you hear mine beating?
Get me to a colony, to be with my kind
Keep your distance from me. Out of sight, out of mind

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I met you underneath your front porch
We deciphered how the other's mouth felt
Through the forest by your home, the underbrush and loam
I remember what you said as you undid my belt

"Devour my heart I don't need it now
I won't ever need it again
With the stars safe above, please peel back my love
Grasp at my soul and show me my sin"

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Cast aside on a park bench, I'm yesterday's news.
Yesterday you were mine and I was yours.
You selected me from a pile of my peers and I mocked their loneliness, for I had found happiness.
My ink like scars forever marred on my surface. You understood their stories so well.
Your fingers run along my edges, holding me softly yet firm as you turn the pages of my soul.
In those moments I am the most content I've ever been.

But you left me there, on that same park bench, as you went along your way.
Others pick me up, try to comprehend and hold me like you did.
Alas they all fall short as I get more and more torn the further from you I am.
Rolled up and lonely, on our park bench, caressing myself to sleep.
It starts to rain and I bleed to death, all while thinking of you.

Pull yourself out of the gutter
Motherfucker
When you're bleeding
And it feels just like your bleeding

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Posted 01 December 2012 - 02:42 PM

Gonna go ahead and bump this here thread.

This is what it's like to come down from an amphetamine binge:
It feels like I'm melting
While the dopamine stops pumping
To make me face reality in an
Unaltered state
But my heart gently flutters
With my legs kicking
And my jaw is grinding
Under clenched teeth
This is when the euphoria dies
Strung out and cold with those
Blood shot eyes
Pinprick pupils indicate you're going
Up and down all at once and
Your body can't keep up with
This careless abuse but I'm sorry
I really am, that I make myself
Endure such a brutal reality
That's remembered twenty fold
I have to get up tomorrow
And sometimes I wish I wouldn't


Aaaand a lengthy one I wrote awhile ago I kinda like.
My arms are not my own
They're held up by branches
The tendrils of unknown
And I play with fire
Biting my skin to please you
Begin to fade away that distance
Put between your brain
It's better if it didn't work
And I'd rather it stop
And I'd want to drop myself into
Earthen hole among others
So I can rest for once
So you can get away
I can't love anyone
It needs to stay that way
Run as fast as you will
Get the hell away from me
Before my screams fill the air
You'll hold your ears
Pray for it to end
As I do every morning
And everytime I've ever woken up
That ghosts come for me without
Warning, assaulting my fragile
Psyche with their claws
Revealing my flaws and I'm weak
I'm so god damn weak
And after today I hope I can die
I'm too afraid to take my own life
But I can only pray something else
Will, and I'll be fine with this
I'd rather not breathe again
I'm not deserving of a consciousness
Cast me to the cosmos, my heart
Needs to mend
However long it may take
And I might not come back
That this was the turning point
Hollow under glinting stone
I carved my wrists
With tools of my own
With these arms I can't control
Sell away immortality
Pray for some morality
But leave me alone to rot
And close the fucking door
This is how you destroy me
Promises forevermore; leave
Me out of our life and have me
Watch from afar
Voyeur isn't sensual, it's watching
Strangers in the dark.
The phone rings next to me
It's not getting answered
It'll go ignored like my thoughts
My feelings mean nothing to anyone
Written words cast aside, that
Heavily imply my suicide
Praying for acid rain to open
My flesh up, release me to you
This isn't happening
My eyes shut.

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Posted 01 December 2012 - 02:59 PM

the grass is greener anywhere but here,
and i can't find the time to find the time to do something about it /

i can feel her subtracted from my skin /
but in my blood and bones her green grass grows, higher and higher /

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Posted 01 December 2012 - 03:04 PM

View PostRabbitRan, on 01 December 2012 - 02:59 PM, said:

the grass is greener anywhere but here,
and i can't find the time to find the time to do something about it /

i can feel her subtracted from my skin /
but in my blood and bones her green grass grows, higher and higher /

*snapsnapsnap*
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Posted 01 December 2012 - 03:40 PM

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i.

a hissing lyre
spilling discord in repeat
a silhouette's direction
known by few
I spew deception
as I choke on poison speech
my throat's convulsing search
for something true

my tongue is burning
in the pocket of my cheek
I see the split
and feel the face in two
the serpents' blessing
as I spit up in the street
my shock reflected
in the venom hue



ii.

towering clock skipped
as the midnight's presence grew
I kiss the asphalt
for its lurching sheen
a calculation
hinged on misfortune's undo
I feel my body twist
to forms unclean

waltz over every crack
and fracture mirrors' view
I slept in hearses
wrapped in words obscene
plotting a salting
my dimension to imbue
reset my digits
to read all thirteen



iii.

found the achilles'
of a detrimental step
my exit certain
as the truth's reveal
the superstitions
cancel out a looming debt
I feel my throat clear
and my surface steel

clucking the canines
I advance in woven breath
I rotate tables
like an orbit's wheel
shaming calamities
like poverty and death
I contemplate my figure's
breachless heel



iv.

I dig up my ties with luck

sow a forest with my blood

but I'll never taste the dirt

if I keep my teething shut

archon of nothing
and lord of dispersing
but i cannot keep
my cursive phalanges
from fucking cursing


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Posted 01 December 2012 - 03:47 PM

I try to write a new poem/ lyric once a week but this is what i came up with a few nights ago

I can't think of a thing to say
My mind is gone
All this medication breaks
My brain has slowed

I can't feel anything thing
my time is almost done
time is not my friend
time is not my friend

Let's push it down
Hide it away
I'm just another face in the crowd
It's time to wait in line
step by step inching forward
It's almost time to drown

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Posted 01 December 2012 - 04:16 PM

View PostSocks, on 01 December 2012 - 03:04 PM, said:

View PostRabbitRan, on 01 December 2012 - 02:59 PM, said:

the grass is greener anywhere but here,
and i can't find the time to find the time to do something about it /

i can feel her subtracted from my skin /
but in my blood and bones her green grass grows, higher and higher /

*snapsnapsnap*

*bongos*

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Posted 01 December 2012 - 05:21 PM

oh yeah I also have this song:

"

tracing the line back to square one;
i forgot you can bite, you're usually more fun;
now i'm starting to feel like I shouldn't have come;
i should run, i should run, i should run /

marching in twos, all the lovers entranced
with each other, until, one slip and a glance
at another more charming; when they start to dance
you should run, you should run, you should run /

i opened my body, i had nothing to hide;
cracked the ribs in my chest to reveal my insides;
you can hear the soft beating, it proves i'm alive
till i die, till i die, till i die, till i die /

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Posted 01 December 2012 - 06:54 PM

A song I never got around to recording.


Stupor
I wake up at 321 every night
Thrown into oceans of sweat when I know you were there,
Staring at me from the ceiling
And I know I should sleep
But I can't shake this feeling

So I pull back the blankets
I invite you into this
Ocean of linen, coarse dead skin
They won't hear us fuck
Just let me in

It sounds to me like leaving
I understand and It hurts
It hurts so bad
Take me with you, I'm tired of
Living, just stop leaving

This one is recorded. I was going through a Bright Eyes phase when this was done haha.

I'm convinced I was a game
But a piece in your charade
And I'm thinking of all the reasons
You'd ever say you'd never say
First the eyes and then the hands
Suddenly lips and I'm a mess
It's so typical for me to even
End up this way

Now I'm not around anymore
Please leave your message, take
A number at the door I should
Have known. This is no good,
And I'm so fucking alone cold
And beaten to the core. You
Pressed your heels against my
Back and listened for the sound of
Death. You pressed your lips
Against my neck and heard the
Sound of my heart crack.

So what. The tracks on your arm
Tell a story, like every little
Splinter under nails cause you
Drove them right through me
I digress! What's a happy ending
To a boy?

Time is of the essence, love
A day is all it took to drive me
Up the walls and down the road
With pills I never should have eaten even I, I know I'm a fool
But even a fool knows these
Tricks and white lies.

Sorry, tell me you're sorry I'll
Hear, those aren't the words you'll
Be saying, but the ones I'll be
Speaking through the phone
And it's 3am curled up in bed
Again we digress. You'll
Leave me with a taste on my
Tongue and a fire in my throat
From choking back tears walking
Tight ropes and you said
"Let's take this slow" never meant
I wouldn't fall for you.





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Posted 01 December 2012 - 07:12 PM

View PostSocks, on 01 December 2012 - 06:54 PM, said:

This one is recorded. I was going through a Bright Eyes phase when this was done haha.

Do share.
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Posted 01 December 2012 - 09:07 PM

The house is full of ticks and tocks,
Of mice and amplifiers;
Sleeping boys on frameless beds,
And a girl so full of fire.

Forget me not in days to come,
Though my part may be small;
I rarely let such strangers in,
Yet try to touch them all.

Naked palm trees wave goodbye
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Posted 01 December 2012 - 10:22 PM

View PostJanky, on 01 December 2012 - 07:12 PM, said:

View PostSocks, on 01 December 2012 - 06:54 PM, said:

This one is recorded. I was going through a Bright Eyes phase when this was done haha.

Do share.

Maybe! It needs some fixin, but ill get it up here for you all sooner or latr~
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Posted 07 December 2012 - 12:16 AM

Emcee Socks? I wrote this today; heavy on the rhyme for a little test on how well I can produce a short rap song haha. It might be pretty horrible, but ill see. I kinda like the way my lyrics turned out. Lets can't see if whitey can busy a flow?
Also, opening my music page up pretty soon.

YOLOFRESH
Who are you to point and spit at
The abrasive women I purposely put in the way and dance with?
I don't need no criticism from them about the people I choose
To fuck at a whim, I ain't a faggot
I think
Because I'm not even sure
If I am
So lets go on this vision quest
See me in my Sunday best and
Ill nurse this cigarette to the grave
Where I can toss and turn like this
Bed I've made for myself
Incase you haven't noticed?
I don't give a fuck about my health
So slow your roll on those dense
Roads, mapping the highways
Of my vains to try and find the
Perfect spot to hide a needle
Today, today ill function I promise
My mother but I'm just lying to myself in empty awkward stutters,
Because mommys little boy ain't
So small no more; he's busy with
White powder and the latest pale
Blonde whore, but these things
Can be fixed! Give it time to pull me away from the hips of your
String like body where I'm bound
In a state of perpetual hate and
You're standing sideways on the
Rotten boards above my head dangling hair in my face and
It'll be awhile before we communicate

I split wood with a split tongue
And I don't plan to stop till my
Battles are all won, all dead and
Passed over while I sit and wait
For my freezing hell to come to
You search for short cuts and look
For weakness to break through
With reckless abandon ill pull this
House down, with a huff and a puff to help burn it to the ground

Jade isn't just a mineral, it's a state of mind in these visceral dreams where I live to please empty people with an over abundance or lack of empathy; I shit you not, I fall asleep awake and open my eyes tired.
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Posted 07 December 2012 - 01:26 AM

I'd be interested to hear what beat that fits.

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Posted 07 December 2012 - 02:12 AM

Blue screens the'ye always blinking
Keeping me up at night
hiding behind the images
what if I'm not right

Picture perfect you said
like trying is so wrong
I'm just wondering through life
on s one way ticket to the end

I need to get off this train
the conductor wants me to pay

What if i'm just dreaming, and all of this is false
Well my my heart beats a rhythm, that i just can't sing to

Call it hope I'm flying, the train has left the tracks
maybe someday you'll be happy, if you avoid all the cracks

lol It's weird reading through all these songs without a reference to melody or rhythm. I keep going through and trying to imagine how the person intended the melody and harmonies to work out

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Posted 07 December 2012 - 09:09 AM

View Postcharles, on 07 December 2012 - 01:26 AM, said:

I'd be interested to hear what beat that fits.

I have something in mind. It kinda just comes to me as I'm writing and I follow this imaginary rhythm haha.

View PostShawn Folmar, on 07 December 2012 - 02:12 AM, said:

Blue screens the'ye always blinking
Keeping me up at night
hiding behind the images
what if I'm not right

Picture perfect you said
like trying is so wrong
I'm just wondering through life
on s one way ticket to the end

I need to get off this train
the conductor wants me to pay

What if i'm just dreaming, and all of this is false
Well my my heart beats a rhythm, that i just can't sing to

Call it hope I'm flying, the train has left the tracks
maybe someday you'll be happy, if you avoid all the cracks

lol It's weird reading through all these songs without a reference to melody or rhythm. I keep going through and trying to imagine how the person intended the melody and harmonies to work out

Right? That's what makes it so interesting for me; these can sound like anything.
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Posted 07 December 2012 - 05:11 PM

View PostSocks, on 07 December 2012 - 09:09 AM, said:

View Postcharles, on 07 December 2012 - 01:26 AM, said:

I'd be interested to hear what beat that fits.

I have something in mind. It kinda just comes to me as I'm writing and I follow this imaginary rhythm haha.

View PostShawn Folmar, on 07 December 2012 - 02:12 AM, said:

Blue screens the'ye always blinking
Keeping me up at night
hiding behind the images
what if I'm not right

Picture perfect you said
like trying is so wrong
I'm just wondering through life
on s one way ticket to the end

I need to get off this train
the conductor wants me to pay

What if i'm just dreaming, and all of this is false
Well my my heart beats a rhythm, that i just can't sing to

Call it hope I'm flying, the train has left the tracks
maybe someday you'll be happy, if you avoid all the cracks

lol It's weird reading through all these songs without a reference to melody or rhythm. I keep going through and trying to imagine how the person intended the melody and harmonies to work out

Right? That's what makes it so interesting for me; these can sound like anything.

It's pretty cool since when I write lyrics I have to sing them so for me it's more of adding words to a melody so I try to think of how other people put their songs together, which in turn gives me new ideas for whatever i want to write next

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Posted 10 January 2013 - 11:35 PM

personal picks of 2012

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but i cannot keep
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Posted 06 February 2013 - 10:31 PM

my 800th: http://fav.me/d5u2zqq

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Posted 22 February 2013 - 03:37 AM

I would like to preface the following by stating that these words were written while addicted to hard drugs;
(not just this post, but all of the following posts)



Cold grey reality smacks us in the face.
Laughing at our dismay, it smacks us again.

Where are we to turn when the world is too real?
The chemical effects of consumable substances are all too temporary,
and make a return to reality painfully bright.

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