cucumber melon

0
4:09 PM
the smell of cucumber melon in the air
reminds me of what it was like to be young and in love
i wish the feeling didnt sicken me, nowadays
back then it was pure and unpoisoned
i think of her, instantly, every time
and the way we destroyed what we had
its like shaking a baby
for years the stomach pains came, on and off
her face enters my mind
and i feel like curling up, fetal style, on the floor
i wish it didnt happen that way
i wish a lot of things
shes damaged and i cant shut my mouth when her malfunctioned parts spark and sputter at me
it was the greatest failure of my life
and it botheres me to this day, 6 years later

0 comments:

paper

0
4:03 PM
im tired of being me
apathy, agony
oh, someone feel bad for me
its funny how everything gets greyer, gets colder
gets lonelier
i think one day i'll find my way
free of everything
out there somewhere in all that deep blue nothing
is a place for me
a  woman thats real, a life thats worth living
a job thats worth working, and not all about giving
someday i'll wake up and not feel like theres bricks on my chest
i dont know what else to say
because ive said it all before a billion times
the sun rises in every direction
i have no sense of direction
ive got a million ways to hide my heart
and i'll go through them all before you get ahold of me
i got it all down, somewhere, on paper
thats all ive really had in my life
pieces of paper

0 comments:

slow

0
3:59 PM
i breathe slow so as not to disturb the cold air around me
it attacks when provoked
stinging at my sensitive skin
its one of those fragile days when the hum of the lights and machinery overhead is comforting
but sounds of any higher decibel are heartbreaking
im at a loss for friends and finding no need for friendships
i watch the paint of lines on the highways flash by me
i see trees and plants of strange places in the middle of nowhere that i will never see again
the world is a hard place
nothing you do will ever be easy
i feel so tired
exhausted down to the bone
down to the tread of the tires
down to the wire

0 comments:

tour and playing music professionally

0
1:19 AM
the title of this rant makes me laugh. playing music professionally. i guess it depends on your definition of professional. according to my definition of it im a professional at being broke and poor, and feeling lost and uncomfortable all the time.

if i never go on tour again i wouldnt care at all. its a miserable hollow existence and has destroyed the spirit of music and hardcore for me.

wanna know what tour is like? ok here we go...

you spend months preparing for tour, which consists of trying to get as my hours in at work as you can before you go crazy cause lets face it, youre in a band so you dont have a very good job and it makes you nuts just going there everyday, but you have to make money for tour. you dont though. you never make enough money to pay off all your bills and have money for the road.

why do you need money for the road?

cause you dont make any on the road. you make enough to put gas in the tank to get to the next city, but just barely. so how are you supposed to eat? thats the tricky part. if youre not into stealinng from gas stations like im not, then you starve, or you try to get some money before tour so you can have food money. i never have food money. i pay for the van insurance and van payments so that we can tour cause im in a band with musicians.

heres an interesting FACT for you. musicians are irresponsible, miserable assholes who dont ever have the financial aspect of the band in mind, so its usually up to one guy to take care of it all or everything buckles. thats me.

so you somehow fill your gas tank on day one, and drive for 6 hours to the show, then you get out and load all your gear into the venue and meet the bands that you are going to be touring with. ive never been good at first introductions so it takes me a few days to warm up and get comfortable with the strangers that seem to want to talk to me and get to know me because we are forced to be in the same place everyday with each other for months at a time.

the first show is always the worst because you've just driven, or ridden in my case, for 6 hours and your not adjusted to tour life yet. honestly, it doesnt get much better you just stop caring. so after the show youre tired from playing and loading equipment, and then you have to load it all out again and put it back in the trailer, then you gotta drive again if no one offers you a place to stay in town.

this repeats EVERY SINGLE DAY. its always the same, so you try to do things to break up the monotony. some people drink, some people do drugs. i do neither, so i go CRAZY.

i go for long walks around the venue as far as i can without losing direction and getting lost which ive done quite often cause i have a horrible sense of direction. i usually listen to my ipod and try to forget that theres another month of this bullshit. unfortunately at the same time im alienating myself from my other band members and rest of the people on tour. they tend to take offense to this.

so tour is basically counting the days until you can go home and forget this ever happened, all to wait to do it all over again cause as soon as you get home theres another tour booked. meanwhile, youre still on tour and your back is killing you from not sleeping well. we usually sleep in the van and i sleep up on a loft we built out of wood with carpeting over it. so i pretty much sleep on a plank of wood, and im tall so its not big enough for me to stretch out, so im constantly curled up. i always feel like shit. im always sore, im always tired, and always miserable on tour.

ITS NOT WORTH IT.

kids at shows usually do nothing but stare at you blankly and not show any sign of whether they like it or hate it, and if you freak out like me on stage to try to relieve some of the pressure of being cooped up in a van, then you usually freak a lot of people out, and they dont want to talk to you after the show.

its lonely and depressing. you'd think "hey youre with your best friends so shouldnt that be company enough?" No. tour brings out the worst in people and your so called best friends turn into the worst assholes you've ever known in your life and you cant even talk to them about how crappy you feel because they also feel crappy and they dont want to be reminded of it.

when its finally fucking over you get home after driving another 6 hours, and usually you cant sleep cause you cant stop thinking about finally going home, so you get home tired and exhausted after dropping off all the other assholes in your band that you dont want to see every again, and you have to drop them off first cause you own the fucking van, so you get to go home last.

the walk to the front door of your house is surreal. it doesnt seem real. you walk into your house and its foreign feeling. usually you come home at like 10 in the morning, and your not used to seeing your house at this angle at 10 in the morning. you drop all your shit cause you dont care about it anymore and fall on your bed, but you dont feel it. youre sound asleep before your body even hits the bed.

its time for a career change. metal and hardcore is dead. its an oversaturated, flooded market and there are too many bands out there to let any of the ones who actually give a shit even do anything or make it anywhere. its going the way of 80s metal and rock and roll before it. its dead and dying. what we are hearing now is the death rattle. im gonna start doing things that make me happy. ive proved my point, ive accomplished my goals with music and its time to move on.
fuck it.

0 comments:

0
6:44 AM
i dont like doing things im supposed to do, things i have to do.
i dont like being told i dont have a choice.
i always have a choice.
i refuse to accept these things as parts of life and living.
i dont assimilate them into my everyday routine.
for some people its about maintaining happiness and not being angered by things they cant control.
i guess i would rather just be pissed off and hate the fact that i have stupid shit in my life, and even stupider people telling me that i have to do them.
thats how it was with school.
constantly pissed off that i had to be in the stupid fucking building with all those stupid fucking people who actually gave a shit how i looked, and made me feel like i had to give a shit because they gave a shit.

im tired of our society.

im tired of people assuming that i'll do the things that they do, and when i dont they get mad at me.
at work, i do what i have to do to get the job done, and then i'll usually sit with a book and read for a good half hour.
fellow co-workers sometimes get pissed at me, mostly because they themselves cant just say fuck it and sit down with a book.
so they turn to anger, and expect me to give a shit that they are mad at me.
people take their lifes to seriously, and especially take their shitty jobs to seriously, and i cannot stress shitty enough.
im gonna do what i want to do because i know its my right to do it.
i dont hurt anybody, i dont even disrupt the steady flow of your precious little lives.
i just do things the way i want to do them.
fuck, half the time i see those very same people coming to me for advice.

no one is above, or below me.
no one has authority over me.
this is how i have to be in order to be happy.
i am not happy falling in line and following our way.
any attempt and trying to change my ways will be met with hostility.
in short, i will fuck with your head until you dont want to talk to me anymore.

ever wonder why youre so unhappy?

0 comments:

chemical shakes

0
6:38 AM
horrible shakes as the chemical enters my blood
i can feel it making itself home in my body

its feet up on the coffee table

im retching at the ground
i feel the rusted pipes shake and fill
the corroded valves shriek to life
i havent used my heart in years
its like a bomb went off in my chest
i wish i could bleed out and die
its better than what i know is going to happen if this keeps up
i cannot do this
apparently im not making things clear enough
maybe im not running far enough
maybe im going about this all wrong
inside i know im lying to myself
you cant run away i should know that by now
a lesson i'll never learn

i roll my eyes at my own situation
as if im watching it from the other side
what a crock of shit
im still not done beating myself up
im not satisfied
i dont hate myself enough yet
its not time to turn things around and start repairing
im having too much fun destroying myself
it helps me write these beautiful words
these little scaps of paper dedicated to whoever finds these after im rotting in the ground

i tell her i love her as i breathe the tension out of my bodyi tighten my eyes trying to take in the feeling of letting go and being free of this burden, as i put the gun barrel to my right templea wash of comfort overcomes me, i smile at the thought of going home and clench my trigger finger and float away

0 comments:

distance sits bitch in the back seat with us

0
6:35 AM
your a girl and im a boy
you play house, i play with toys
your growing up, im still a kid
my heart feels slower, your pulse is dim
im not trying to ruin your life
but i know the difference of wrong and right
i know the feeling of going home
it lives in my nerves, it sings with my bones
and i know too well what it is to ache
cause were only as strong as the bonds we break
ive trusted this all the way to the end
i let down my guard, and silenced my friends
they told me we're different, our lives are apart
but anything works if you follow your heart
i dont know what your thinking at all anymore
my heart, i left scattered all over the floor
cause picking it up would be too much to bare
when im here in the clouds, and your off somewhere
girls will be angry, and boys will be sad
and they'll never sit back and take in what they have
when the feeling is gone its like a kick in the chest
people spend there whole lives trying to give it there best
at least i can say that i had something real
and cold shoulders are for cowards that dont know how they feel
so i dont know where to go, now that we've come here
id end it all just to have you near
but you have your things, and i guess i have my own
the worst thing of all is being alone
im counting the days, the nights never end
distance makes sure broken hearts never mend
lets give it a name, give it anything at all
its losing its grip and were letting it take the fall

0 comments:

old and bitter

0
6:31 AM
ive got so many questions for the maker in the sky
but all the pain wont go away, so i'll hang my head and cry
just to push in there faces is enough shut me up
now dont be bitter, dont be angry, holes are made for closing up
well thats bullshit if you think that you can walk the other way
and not fess up to all the shit that your avoiding everyday
this goes to the girl who likes to blow it in her hair
thanks for showing up, call me if you care
fuck you, this is heaven, fuck you this is real
cause you cant even imagine how bored i feel
your always there in body, but never there in mind
just to have a moment in my life that doesnt waste my time
what a dream it truly is, i waste a dream on someone else
now i dream, i dream alone, i dream by myself, FUCK YOU

0 comments:

0
6:29 AM
whats the point in trying to figure it all out anyway
your beautiful when you lie
when you smile your teeth fall out of your head
im running around trying to figure out where to spend the rest of my life
in the arms of disintegration
i always knew youd be the perfect one
make some sense of my mess
i dont know how i get myself into situations like this
but this time im gonna stay down
im gonna decorate the walls of this fucking hole
make a nice comfortable misfortune out of this
all a man really needs is a woman
and i dont care what they say
you look violent enough to me
you look like a pending breakdown
i wont have it any other way
cause it means a lot to me
and this is the only way
to truly be in touch with your heart

0 comments:

fodder

0
6:28 AM
attractive people are fodder. they are bred to be porn stars and billboards and

magazine models and icons for a world that doesnt really exist, so that things can

look better than they seem, so we can pull the veil over everyones eyes and they

dont have to know the truth that the world actually is boring and ordinary and

that beautiful and attractive are few and far in between and when you meet them

they arent any more or any less interesting than the unattractive people.

its fucking bullshit.

0 comments:

a quote i found that sums it up pretty good.

0
6:27 AM
"I was born when she kissed me. I died when she left me. I lived a few weeks while she loved me."

0 comments:

lie down

0
6:25 AM
this is where we lie when we need to lie down
when the knees give out, i can see the horizon
lie as in lay, or lie as in tell
i can never tell
its warm where it hurts
and the smell opens me up for something i'll regret later
at this point im too shaken to ask
but i dont think i would under better circumstances anyway
walk with my head down
tracing distractions
hoping the eyes wont watch for long
im not that important
i just feel a little too hurt to go home
and i wanna know if its ok with you to stay
cause i dont wanna be alone

0 comments:

nothing is real anymore

0
6:16 AM
whatever you want you can have it
the dirt is the limit for people like us
were finding new meaning in old tracks on our arms
painting new colors to try and make the memories go away
but all i can think about
is how it used to be
with the feeling in my stomach
i heave at the ground
here comes the dirt again
my old best friend
dont get angry with yourself
well nobody else listens to what i have to say
they never give me the space i need to breathe
its all in my face, the shit that i did wrong
when the worst is passed, you'll be a believer
to put me down, to put me away
its not even laughable
its all ending so fast
just the same old thing
taking on too much guilt
there comes a point when you have to grab the knife
and cut for dear life
until the pain isnt real anymore
nothing is real anymore

0 comments:

plastics

0
6:11 AM
im thinking of only plastics and how fast, and what it would take to get my hand around that wheel
theres only so many lines to cross, and a couple ways to go
you can point that finger all you want
this is happening whether you like it or not
im a low self esteem son of a bitch and im full of self doubt
are things really the way they seem?
too many questions, i dont like questions
bad news is news in general
i still feel the eyes on me everywhere i go
i walk in discomfort
as if this body is not my own
this face i see in the mirror is someone else
seasonally affective and bi polar
apology after apology
god ive apologized so many times
but how can you not open your mouth
how can anyone just stand there and not let their voice be heard
even someone unstable like me can see that
turn to the left
turn to the right
change the channel
give it more gas
theres no fucking point anymore
everything has already been done
the market is flooded
this isnt what it used to be
it doesnt mean the same things
this isnt fun anymore

0 comments:

tired and sore

0
6:09 AM
tired and sore
tired and sore
worn to the floor
tired and sore
maybe gods mercy
forgot where to find me
worn to the floor
tired and sore

0 comments:

an oldy but goldy. found this in the dregs of my computer.

0
5:58 AM
it looks so good and it looks so real
and shes the most amazing thing that i have ever seen
and it sits inside my swollen headand it makes me obsess and desire for her
every curve and light blessed body part
every shine of god touched skin
makes every nerve scream at my mind
and my eyes twitch at the sight of it all
i feel weak in my knees
and my heart is feeling faint
i think my eyes are shedding tears faster than
i can even think
but i think i would rather remove my own heart
than to feel the things i feel for her
cause i know where it goes, and know how i feel
and i know that i'll regret every last kiss
i'll be that much more dead by the time she is gone
and no ring, and no praise will keep her here
nothing i can ever say or do
will make any sense of anything that happens between a man
and a woman
i want nothing to do with any of it
liars are all responsible for this
i was lied to when i was told love is a beautiful thing
i was lied to when i was told i was loved
all i ever hear is lies
i have been lied to
and i refuse to get lost in her eyes again
i dont want to feel my heart
this is the bullshit lies that i have tried to shove in everyones fucking pathetic face for as long as i can remember
no i see it for what it is
and fuck you for every saying you love me
fuck you

0 comments:

quitter

0
5:49 AM
put it in writing
i want to see it on paper that you are coping the fuck out
and it wouldnt ever have had to be like this
but i could never get you for once second to just shut the fuck up
always quick with a rebuttal
your face turns blue
i think there are too many words trying to get out of your mouth at the same time
that neckline could use a well sharpened tool
just to bleed you out and make sure those vocal chords never vibrate another sound again
the rules of nature apply here you just dont see them
you think your invincible and you talk all the shit you want
well the stronger animal is tired of hearing the weaker animal talk
and your existence doesnt do anything for me anymore
all the worlds worthless have a pedestal installed just for you
so you can stand there for the rest of your life
and tell the walls what an awesome person you are

0 comments:

we'll use a gag if we have to

0
4:52 AM
we're not supposed to talk about it
we're supposed to go about our day like it doesn't hurt
like it didn't happen
i've used up all my wishes on trying to be happy with you
but the feeling turns my stomach

this is wrong

its never, ever, been right
well i'm fucking saying it
cause i don't pretend everything is ok
this hurts worse than a heart attack
im achy and sore, and my joints hurt to move
let's be honest for one time only in our pathetic lives
it never really goes away
you just put it in the background, like white noise. when you need it.
i miss our good times
but our bad times haunt me, and i get the shakes when i think about them
that will never happen again
and im certain of that now.

0 comments: