Write To This: May 26th

[Spekz.]

[Orc]

Doooope picture. I'm in this.

[Rah Gwahn]

Goodbye all of you,
my time here's been great.
'For the hell of it' was never
a truer statement made.

I see you all looking but
I won't be back in light time,
you dead folk are wetchoke
so i'm fucking off a lifeline.

[Orc]

Freedom.

I wish they would hurry, it's depressing
Viewing your friends cry. Tributes fall
From their mouths like flies. It hurts
To hear those; they speak of
The glorious times, yet paint over the bad
With a brush of deceipt. There are two
Sides to every story, death
Is my proof. Past memories flicker
On and off like a lightbulb. The grass
Is greener on the other side? There's
No grass! - Dirt covers my
Eyes like a friend joking.
It spreads for miles, rising up as menacingly
As a macabre tsunami, and falling
With benevolence, all froth no crest.
Toying with my lack-of-emotion.
Soiling my mouth with it's trophic hunger.
Taken from my home; heavens conscription.
My soul is loosed; a free spirit
Soaring through the sky, carefree.
A thoroughly out-of-body experience,
Eerily my eyes are still my own - my former
Friends glare down at me, I begin
To blush, unabashed. I'm late
For my own funeral. The dirt covers
Me like a blanket. Cocooning my senses,
Weaving a web of immortality around
My soul. With death comes freedom,
Hovering above my former abode;
Earth. I view the masked evil oozing
Out from very human. Cleansed only in death,
Baptised by fire and brimstone.
Severing my final ties with monotony,
My never-truly-open eyes close
For the last time, to die is to live.

[EgO!Maniac]

My Soul Is Envious Of It's Height,
Soaring Into Skies Lit By Soft Blue Hues,
Wings Wide To Touch Grace, Placed
Delicately Between Lives, It's Rebirth
Will Be More Dramatic, Full Of
Fresh Breath, Innocence And Love...

My Eyes Only See What I've Become,
Darkness Beneath The Tears Of My Peers,
Their Sorrow Drips Into My Parched Heart To
Start The Growth Of Tomorrow.

[Spekz.]

Winner - Burden

[Soule]

Can we get this closed then?

[delffinman]

wow that was powerful burdebn i shed tears

[LedgenZ]

hollow,
fragile,
scream
inside
shatter.
stain-
glass
matter.

these colors
are hue man,
they bleed
and run man.

hung up
on pedestals
crosses
built up
by minds,
gods sitting
in judgment
with thrones
level
to mine.
hung up
on social
gossip,
wine flute
spiked,
crucified,
porn red,
filling on
the unfed,
looking for
food,
but they
will choke
and die,
before i,
offer another
poem of
provision.
i’ve made
up my mind,
and your
hands and
feet are
in my heart’s
position.

see you
on easter
mother-
fuckers
mary,
don’t you
weep

[Jon]

The Hole I'm In


Sunk - beneath feet;
I still screech, shreiking
at these feats that defeat me.
Screaming until I'm sober,
gray-haired well timed
hourglass hours passed...

[christopher dre]

gotdamn i guess that bullet really hit me
i only got hit once so so much for bein like fifty
oh damn there's momma, my team
and my uncle too
i think i hear him saying sumthin
dawg speak louder!
"my God my God please keep him in your arms,
for in the name of jesus you know he's done no harm."

[Ebolorama]

Morning's sun rise
glistens cool fog frost,
arms stretch wide
hold a day's
unmeasured space
require only breathing
and slow wander,
in time retiring to
sunset's fading
leaving only
blue-mist memories
and crickets
counting stars.

[Jawn Raw]

I look up to the sky as I’m laying on my back.
Glancing at the mortals loathing of my stress,
The priest speaks wisdom; praying to attract
a great future filled with lemons to possess.

I caress their moans, taking in all the depression
left inside the profound tears dripping down.
This family reunion has finally happened now,
as I feel soul-less but found with expression.

It’s hard to tell if this is the present or past.
But only time can subside the lament I grasp.