I’m an artifact of creation,
Plagued with saturation
Of confusion and doubt
That turns me to devastation.
In a moment of clarity,
Life is revealed to me
To mean much less than what I thought,
And even less than what it seems.
We live and die with no control.
And though we try to get a hold
Our lives slip further from our grip,
As we lose our minds in the abyss.
Our thoughts grow weary,
Our eyes become teary.
On our knees we start weeping
Due to the rampant power of feelings.
Life annihilates faith with ease.
Hope to the weak is only a tease.
To be happy one must do what they please,
And treat logical thought as a horrid disease.
For what is society while we live
But a barrier keeping fear within,
Stopping us from the pleasures of life,
Keeping us confined and blind to sight.
And what is society once we are dead
But a long gone thought in an empty head?
Lose all attention to the eyes of others
And society ceases its power to smother.
To live my life through desire alone
With the people as puppets for me to own,
And the world as a stage for me to show
The life that’s my duty for me to grow.
How I wish I could forget about the colored past,
And forget about the future’s shadows at last.
To live in the moment with nothing but pleasure
Would make my life an unmatchable treasure.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Damn it Feels Good to be a Gamer
Check it! Got my homies and my boys hangin’ out in my basement,
Crankin’ out some Mario Kart for the first place we’re chasin.
After that we’ll put it in and play some Super Smash Bros.
But there’s five of us here? It’s cool the loser will go.
We’ll play all night long until the sun rises.
By playing so long we might unlock some surprises!
Damn it feels good to be a gamer,
Although the girls say my life can’t get any lamer.
But they’re not the ones poppin’ caps in the asses
Of 40 year old guys who pretend to be lasses.
Oops, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend,
But I couldn’t help but notice you can’t beat level 10.
Maybe if you let me help you out for a bit,
You can see why my guild refers to me as the shit.
Give me a controller or a mouse it doesn’t matter to me,
Cuz when it comes to schooling noobs it’s like my college degree!
Put the game in and I’ll never surrender.
Back in high school all the nerds used to call me ‘Game Ender’.
I got a huge collection, want a game and I’ll lend ya.
Just be careful with the discs I don’t want you to bend ‘em.
I got a Mario and a Sonic and a Pacman and a Link
And a collector’s edition where Master Chief wears pink.
Damn it feels good to be a gamer,
Although the girls say my life can’t get any lamer.
But they’re not the ones poppin’ caps in the asses
Of 40 year old guys who pretend to be lasses.
Oops, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend,
But I couldn’t help but notice you can’t beat level 10.
Maybe if you let me help you out for a bit,
You can see why my guild refers to me as the shit.
Give me a controller or a mouse it doesn’t matter to me,
Cuz when it comes to schooling noobs it’s like my college degree!
It’s a tough life but someone’s gotta do it.
When the world needs saving, the gamers get to it.
We rescue the princesses and take out the villains,
As the minions get in our way it’s their lives we be killin’.
We hold the all records, nobody’s higher or faster.
The one goal we all have is to be the Game Master!
Damn it feels good to be a gamer,
Although the girls say my life can’t get any lamer.
But they’re not the ones poppin’ caps in the asses
Of 40 year old guys who pretend to be lasses.
This is the last time I’m spittin’ it so you better listen up!
Even though we’re weak in real life in the games we are rough!
I don’t know what else to say, any more words would just be samer,
Ain’t nothing better in this world than being a motherfuckin’ gamer!
Crankin’ out some Mario Kart for the first place we’re chasin.
After that we’ll put it in and play some Super Smash Bros.
But there’s five of us here? It’s cool the loser will go.
We’ll play all night long until the sun rises.
By playing so long we might unlock some surprises!
Damn it feels good to be a gamer,
Although the girls say my life can’t get any lamer.
But they’re not the ones poppin’ caps in the asses
Of 40 year old guys who pretend to be lasses.
Oops, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend,
But I couldn’t help but notice you can’t beat level 10.
Maybe if you let me help you out for a bit,
You can see why my guild refers to me as the shit.
Give me a controller or a mouse it doesn’t matter to me,
Cuz when it comes to schooling noobs it’s like my college degree!
Put the game in and I’ll never surrender.
Back in high school all the nerds used to call me ‘Game Ender’.
I got a huge collection, want a game and I’ll lend ya.
Just be careful with the discs I don’t want you to bend ‘em.
I got a Mario and a Sonic and a Pacman and a Link
And a collector’s edition where Master Chief wears pink.
Damn it feels good to be a gamer,
Although the girls say my life can’t get any lamer.
But they’re not the ones poppin’ caps in the asses
Of 40 year old guys who pretend to be lasses.
Oops, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend,
But I couldn’t help but notice you can’t beat level 10.
Maybe if you let me help you out for a bit,
You can see why my guild refers to me as the shit.
Give me a controller or a mouse it doesn’t matter to me,
Cuz when it comes to schooling noobs it’s like my college degree!
It’s a tough life but someone’s gotta do it.
When the world needs saving, the gamers get to it.
We rescue the princesses and take out the villains,
As the minions get in our way it’s their lives we be killin’.
We hold the all records, nobody’s higher or faster.
The one goal we all have is to be the Game Master!
Damn it feels good to be a gamer,
Although the girls say my life can’t get any lamer.
But they’re not the ones poppin’ caps in the asses
Of 40 year old guys who pretend to be lasses.
This is the last time I’m spittin’ it so you better listen up!
Even though we’re weak in real life in the games we are rough!
I don’t know what else to say, any more words would just be samer,
Ain’t nothing better in this world than being a motherfuckin’ gamer!
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
The Game of Spider and Fly
I found your picture the other day,
Your face made my heart melt away.
You never seem cross my mind,
Until I stumble upon some find.
I never notice your pull until it’s too late.
Even though you’re gone you’ve sealed my fate.
Like a fly caught up in a spider’s web,
You spun your strands and wrote my end.
You sucked me dry and threw away the shell,
Now I’m left to burn alone in this hell.
When it was all said and done,
You walked away and thought you won.
But looking back at it all from here,
The roles we played become so clear.
I needed you more than you needed me,
And I fed on your love, though weak as it be.
I danced to your tune not because I’m a slave.
I danced to your tune to get my own ways.
Like a fly caught up in a spider’s web,
I spun my strands and wrote your end.
I sucked you dry and then set your body free,
Letting you think you’re better off without me.
Realizing the truth about what we had,
You would think I would feel somewhat bad.
I drained every drop of you that I could,
Then let you escape while the timing was good.
Yet all I feel now is relief from the burden,
And comfort from the fact that you are now hurting.
With every hug we shared the webs were woven,
And every kiss I gave was filled with poison.
Cruelly I played my game of spider and fly,
Never knowing that my love for you was a lie.
Your face made my heart melt away.
You never seem cross my mind,
Until I stumble upon some find.
I never notice your pull until it’s too late.
Even though you’re gone you’ve sealed my fate.
Like a fly caught up in a spider’s web,
You spun your strands and wrote my end.
You sucked me dry and threw away the shell,
Now I’m left to burn alone in this hell.
When it was all said and done,
You walked away and thought you won.
But looking back at it all from here,
The roles we played become so clear.
I needed you more than you needed me,
And I fed on your love, though weak as it be.
I danced to your tune not because I’m a slave.
I danced to your tune to get my own ways.
Like a fly caught up in a spider’s web,
I spun my strands and wrote your end.
I sucked you dry and then set your body free,
Letting you think you’re better off without me.
Realizing the truth about what we had,
You would think I would feel somewhat bad.
I drained every drop of you that I could,
Then let you escape while the timing was good.
Yet all I feel now is relief from the burden,
And comfort from the fact that you are now hurting.
With every hug we shared the webs were woven,
And every kiss I gave was filled with poison.
Cruelly I played my game of spider and fly,
Never knowing that my love for you was a lie.
Riddle Time #1: What am I?
I am formed by fire, flames from within
Then freezing temperatures, stiffen my stance
Assisting the apes, that dwell in wood and stone
Aroused from sleep, placed next to a pool
Lifted then lowered, into dark and deep
Lifted again, raised with rewards
Brought to my cave, to give up my gifts
This ritual repeated, again and again
Until the pool is empty
Return to rest, my job is done
Until the pool is full again
What am I?
Then freezing temperatures, stiffen my stance
Assisting the apes, that dwell in wood and stone
Aroused from sleep, placed next to a pool
Lifted then lowered, into dark and deep
Lifted again, raised with rewards
Brought to my cave, to give up my gifts
This ritual repeated, again and again
Until the pool is empty
Return to rest, my job is done
Until the pool is full again
What am I?
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