Deep in a dungeon of hate and sorrow.
I am in the shadows.
Cowering in a corner Delirious
Feeling more emotions than you can think.....
this makes me furious.....

Above all the hate and spite, i see a light.
knowing the only way to breathe fresh air,
i must wake up and everything that is right will be there.

For now i will struggle.
Alone in the dark and boggled.

Atmoic Potato
In the deep of peoples souls
there is a rage that they struggle to hold
in light they find the purpose,
to struggle on and
not fall.

Yet some fall and in the shadows they will hide,
they will brood on emotions more than one can feel.
Thus these people are a tragedy,
Hopefully this wont happen to me.

Deep in a dungeon of hate and sorrow.
I am in the shadows.
Cowering in a corner Delirious
Feeling more emotions than you can think.....
this makes me furious.....

Above all the hate and spite, i see a light.
knowing the only way to breathe fresh air,
i must wake up and everything that is right will be there.

For now i will struggle.
Alone in the dark and boggled.

Atmoic Potato
In the deep of peoples souls
there is a rage that they struggle to hold
in light they find the purpose,
to struggle on and
not fall.

Yet some fall and in the shadows they will hide,
they will brood on emotions more than one can feel.
Thus these people are a tragedy,
Hopefully this wont happen to me.

Night.

The sounds and sights,if any, feared.
why?
We fear what we dont understand.
We fear out of Idiocy, Ignorance. Call it what you want.
For we are smarter then that. We know. You dont.
We have the third eye. you arent even using two.
We hide in the night, in the shadows. Our perspective is more clear.
It is time to set the record straight........

Deep and dark i cannot hide,

in full light and sober yet i cannot see,

up and around the twisting pathways i walk, to an unknown cause,

arguments and hate all over the place, all petty,
and it means nothing to me.

I sleep yet i cannot dream for i am in a dream,
forged by the hatred of others,
a puppet in a sadistic play which i am humiliated, scorned

All this is I and nothing more..........

my own lil creation

THE BUMBLEBEE......

 Once there was a bumblebee pretty as can be,
flying thru a garden of illegal plants often called weed.

And as far as the ..little bee can see,
There was a bunny rabbit taking a wee wee.

The little bee saw something peculiar about the situation,
cuz the taco bell wrapper by the bunny meant one thing.... "Flatuation".

The bee buzzed aimlessly because of the poisonus gas,
and rammed straight into a horses ass.

Horsie didnt like a bee stinger jammed into his butt,
especially when he was mounting another horse,commiting some smut.

Horsie tail swatted the fly with all his might,
but the be would not give in without a fight!

Then the bee started stinging some more and more,
the horse cried out in pain, "YOU DAMN SON OF A WHORE!!!"

The bee flew away victorious, and feeling very glorious.

The Bee finally found a big field that had a flower patch,
He craved some honey and thought that he would take a batch.

On his way to see what the to see what the flowers would yield,
the breeze blew and blew and soon the bee became a splat on a pinto windshield.

FIN

I actually made this one so feel free to tell me
how you like my masterpiece.......
= D