Anger makes you blind
Anger makes you hate
But anger doesn’t make you think

It’s something overwhelming
that you can’t ressist
It’s something hateful
that makes you fume
You hit
You kick
But you don’t forgive

Everyone has anger
some control it
some won’t or can’t

But it only comes out
when something you love gets destroyed
And you want whats called

My “Bad”

I have been uploading a lot of past poetry.. Of course on my files I did not think of… hey if you loaded up on WordPress you should mark it some how..

Well I might have uploaded a few that I posted previously.. If I did then please forgive me it was honest mistake. I am making sure that any that I post from now on I have them marked from now on.

In saying this, some of my previous post if they are doubled might have slight changes… If you notice it thats great (or bad, your view not mind). If you don’t thats okay too.

So basically nice short post here letting you guys know…. I MESSED UP!! lol

I hope you are all enjoying them as much as I am when I post them up.

Until Next Time,

Achy Breaky Heart – 1996

Achy breaky heart
what do you have for me?
Love for this family
and friends for this
little space

Achy Breaky Heart
What You have given me
An object for you
to toy with
An object for you
To give so much love

Achy breaky Heart
What do I give to thee
Pain to which you crumple
Pain to which you
start to ache

My little
Achy breaky Heart
how slowly I squeeze
that love out
oozing into my hands

Achy breaky heart

I’d Rather be..- 1995

A little love
A little hate
A black cat

Panther or puma
with those betraying yellow eyes
for being sensual
being mystical
and to be mysterious
for all the doubts
and mis-conception

A little love
A little hate
A black cat

Panther or puma
Or a little
House cat

They are intertwine
They are same

Those amazing betraying yellow eyes

Is what I’d rather be

A Friend – 1995 (written as Twenty)

I have a friend
That was a friend
for a long time

She’s kind
She’s blind
to what she does

I tell her no
but she says yes
I try and take her “friends”away
but she’s stubborn like me
I guess that’s why we are

She’s nice
She’s blind
but all I could do
Is help her make her world
Fresh and start

A Cry – 1996

I hear a cry in the night
That gives me fright
I stare at the night and hear the cry
so high
That makes me want to fly high

I hear a cry, in the night
So close
So close
Its in my head
I wake up
and stare with the night
Just to hear that awlful cry

I shut my eyes and try to close my ears
But no matter how hard I try
I still hear that cry in the night