Poetry Page
	Fret for your world I glanced out my window Through the panes of glass I saw 3 tornadoes Destroying mankind's wealth And to the world's dismay Their wealth was blown away I ran to my yard And it began to rain While I was getting wet Everything else burnt in flames Though it rained fire I was getting wet And to the world's dismay Their earth was burnt away My laughter not held in Rocks began to fall Killing people who ran But I was getting missed My feet left the ground For a Man who called me home And to the world's dismay It was all corroded away
								The cup of loneliness Alone....a word of sorrow The dread for occurances of the 'morrow A fear that one may have to borrow From the cup of loneliness But there is tragicaly imbeded in me An object of self-ruin only I see To hurt what I love, and forever be Trapped and felled in loneliness. And my self pity is all around And still my hurtful words resound Destroying and ruining things abound Keeping me pinioned in loneliness My friends put up with what I say I'm glad they don't want to obey The voice that is not mine, I pray The voice that is loneliness My God give me the strength right now So that I may stand up somehow And think before I speak, I shall And defeat the lady loneliness
		Shorties They say that you get what you put in They say people get what they deserve I'm tellin you I must have done a great wrong To be put in the situations I'm in You hover above me Waiting for me to feel So you can feast again On my emotions and my heart Oh, the act doesn't pain me Or the torture implied But the sheer vehemence Hurts me the most Though things may not be Quite as I'd like them to And everything appears Frar from the ideal I will not ask God To change even the smallest thing They are as they should be I cannot repeal
						Disclaimer: The following is a poem written generally, without a specific person in mind.  Think of it as an "Ode to Love"  (sarcasm meant on that last part) So what if I care or have feelings? I'm just lower class trash Fodder of a man who used to be Useless chaff blowing in the wind So what if I love you? I'm no one in particular Just another stupid guy Who's crazy about you So what if you hate me? You clash with my emotions You know, and you don't care So what's there left to see? So what if I die? I couldn't reach you I longed to know you You wouldn't let me in So what? Just another guy Who'd gladly die For a girl who ignores him So what? Just another guy Who loves you for you And nothing else matters So what? He's an ugly kid Feed for the strong Example for the weak Drive the nails To crucify me This torturous death I feel for you.