Cant Stop

i tried my best,
but it wasnt enough.
it was only a test,
that proved to be too tough.

who wouldve thought,
that you would just go.
the answers i sought,
no one would know.

day and night,
i miss your sweet scent.
but you cant stand the sight,
of the flowers i sent.

was it you or me?
i cant even remember.
our one year to be,
was this coming december.

get out of my face,
your wasting my time.
go sleep at your place,
ill be just fine.


i bid you adieu,
but my heart seems to drop.
thinking of you,
i just cant stop.

holy. fucking. shit. that will be the LAST poem i write in a good long while. i thought i was about to have a fucking aneurism writing that shit. jeez. i wrote this poem for a good friend of mine. i hope she likes it and i hope she knows that i really did try my bestto write it. i dont think its good at all, well at least to the ones ive wrtitten in the past. but a poem is a poem. its something i USED to be good at. i found it as a great hobby, i made a lot of people happy writing these. my record so far has been writing one in 5 minutes. that was one of the coolest things i had ever done. this is actually the second one i have written in 3 years. i just dont feel inspired anymore. i lost my edge. now all i can write about is depressing shit, and i was never like that. 

if you havent guessed it by now, this liitle piece is about 2 people breaking up and how one person tries to keep it together but the other one pushes away. i got the idea from this from a song called Dont Cry, by the best mudda fucking band in the world!!! Guns N FUCKING Roses! sorry i just felt like i had too write it like that. but no one writes shit like this anymore. no one get down to ugly, nasty, and raw emotions of the human heart. guys think theyre too much of a tough guy to say these things, but i think it makes you more of a man if you express yourself. guys you are not fucking Rambo or Russian, so lighten up.

i cant remember the last good song i heard that actually made me feel something besides disgust. what ever happened to just saying whats on your mind?
what? the land of the free? whoever told you that  is your enemy. - rage against the machine

so todays blog i think went actually pretty well. i learned that i am a untalented nobody and that my writing mojo is all but depleted. fuck.