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Old 01-04-2003, 05:47 PM
Adrian
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Default Anybody here write?

Hmmm I wrote poetry, songs, novels (ummm yeah none of them are finished lol), and short stories.
Anybody else write?
Oh! Look down! It's some poems and songs I've written! LOL.

The Real Hollywood Boulevard
Take a couple steps past the stars
The ones with the pretty names
Framed on each block
Eventually you're going to get
To a place where the demons grow
Where the real Hollywood lies
Meet thirtysomething Veronica
Built like a horse; Strong as any man
She's not dressed real well
She must be getting cold
But it makes the men look
And sometimes they take her home
She's got to get by somehow
Fifteen years ago she was an actress
Ten years back settled for waitress
She used to still go to auditions
Five years ago she was a dancer
Felt cheap as they watched her
In nothing but a thong
It's been a while since
She had her headshot taken
Recently she's been real quiet
As she stares at her shattered dreams
She used to be
An actress
Her name was ready for
The pretty stars on Hollywood Boulevard
She still likes to look at them
But she's growing older
And her hair is getting grayer
And reality has struck
She is never gonna have
A famous face
But it's still
Such a pretty face
Welcome to the real Hollywood Boulevard
Where shattered dreams and silent screams
Are all that echo off the walls

The Butterfly That Died
You are starting to remind me of
The butterfly that died in my hands
It did not fly away that day
It was fluttering it's wings on the edge of my finger
It sat there and movement eventually slowed down
It came that day to die
To drift away in the palm of my hand
The colours were still vidid
But they didn't blur with life
They just lost their will
And suddenly felt so weightless
Pretty wings worth admiring
Pretty things worth photographing
Fazed out in my company
I collect wilted flowers
And scatter their petals into the ocean
Sometimes people have funny things to say
When I tell them what happened that day
I buried a butterfly
It was too pretty to let rot away
So I put it in a nice place in the ground
About six inches under
I just did what I had to do
After all it came to me for it's last kick
I am starting to ask myself why
Why do things come to me to die

Ananias

You didn't warn me of the flashing lights
I was expecting a big arcade
Why'd you have to lie to me
Why can't you just say what you are
Why can't you just be honest

You keep telling me all these big stories
But I cannot stop staring at your eyes
I'm not hearing your trendy words
I already know it's all make believe
Just mouthfuls of misrepresentation

You didin't warn me of the deafening sirens
I was expecting a big parade
How come you're such a liar
Why can't you say what you're thinking
Why can't you just be honest

Just one of these days I'm hoping to do something
That still feels good in the morning
You cannot keep track of all your little fibs
You're clearly losing track of which is which
Lucky for you you have hypnotizing eyes

You didn't warn me of the shaking ground
I was not expecting one big charade
Why do you like to lie
Why can't you say what you're feeling
Why can't you just be honest

All your endless expressions just draw me in
Entangled in your web of lies
When you're alone at night they call you Ananias
You've lived in this fantasy world for so long
You've come to trust your own mendacity

You didn't warn me of the side effects
I thought that I was safe
Why couldn't you have just been honest from the start
You could start by unmasking your face
You could start by telling me where it started

You're so lucky you've got nice eyes
You've got two eyes that never lie

Carol and Joe
Do you ever wonder if they're still together
The 14 year old kids who made out on this park bench
And carved "Carol + Joe 4ever 1964" into its wood
Do you wonder where they are today
And if they remember that night
Do you think maybe they had kids together
And still look at each other that same way
Or was Joe a little too much like you
And Carol a little much like me tonight
I don't know if you even know it
But you'll end up dying alone
And nobody is even going to notice
Becuase if I can't even love you
I can't imagine anyone that would
Next time you're sitting on that old ivygrown bench
Listen for thier silent screams and silent dreams
I hope you have an epiphany
When you're forced to ask yourself
Did Joe and Carol die alone
When they could have held each other all this time

Your Marionette

I change my mind sometimes
And rip my hair out looking back on things
But you're the one thing
That I've been sure about all along

Tonight you love me
But if in the morning
You want to throw me away
I will worship your trash can

If you don't throw me away
You could find a use for me
I could be your willing slave
Or you can play with me like a toy

There are times when I'm not so sure
If any good comes from people like me
I have such a definate character
But I wouldn't mind being your marionette

This is tonight
And this is now
That you loved me once
Will keep me alive forever

Ashes Ashes
Even though I hated you
Oh how I loved you
And I know I told you to go
But that was words - I meant please stay

You forgot my birthday all three years
And I gave you beautiful things
Things that sat alone in drawers
Every April 17th - No way I would forget

You kissed me and it tasted so burnt
I felt like I was sucking on an ash tray
I told you how I hated it
I wished that you would stop

You made me feel so dirty
but it felt so good
Oh you made so many ugly things
beautiful for me

I'm missing you
Just like you said I would
Just like I knew I would
When I slammed the door right in your face

Now I miss the burt taste
The only thing that I can do
Is smell the smoke and lick an ash tray
I can fake it that it's you

Good Advice
Join me for a moment
As we take a breath in silence
And salute our fallen brothers
Sisters and our children
The ones that killed themselves
And the ones that killed each other

Good Advice spent too fast
Everything's gonna come together in the end
But what about now
Yeah I said What about now

Maybe I'm too young
But me, I'm too old
I'm getting violent
But we're all violent

Join me for a moment
As we tip this glass to them
And pay homage to our fathers
Mothers and our mentors
The ones we dissapointed
And the ones we'll never be

Good Advice spent too fast
Everything's gonna come together in the end
But what about now
Yeah I said What about now

Critically aclaimed
Yeah and metally Insane
Socially ashamed
And privately amused

Good Advice spent too fast
Everything's gonna come together in the end
But what about now
Yeah I said What about now

Is it really worth it
If it hurts all along the way
Yeah what about now