Losing M y s e l fI see it around meI feel it beside meI want to see it in somebodyto feel what I feelto see me as I seewhen looking inside meat themwhen their eye\'s are so still...keep me aliveherefor just one more moment...so I can lose myself.
A Vague S u r m i s eI often sympathize with thingsthat may ariseTo vitalize the syllogismMysticism exercise...To Utilize this witticism,Egoism,Tyranize,A true and routine criticism must criticizethe Altruism,then Colonize the Cataclysm,to obtain a vague Surmise.
Not a Poem - But a WarningA can of worms has been opened I fear...As a one time writer, long long ago...I have more than I even want to know...thats not a poem but a warning... ...Abandon all Hope, Ye who enter Here.How should I begin this?There are many who have tried...Some have gone to live...Others, have gone to die...and then there was I... ...Why?How should I end this?
I N D R E A M SIn DreamsLife became a fleeting momentafter I awokefrom dreams of shining watersI sat beside a sparkling brookThere is so much to see in dreamsthat life persists to hideSo now I\'ll open up a doorand take a look insideTo sit with whats concealedin this tomb we know as lifeCan only bring upon me sorrowand the pain of futile life.