Swimming in a Pool of Shit

bluejourneymanbluejourneyman Posts: 421
edited November 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
What does a Lover
mean to you?
I am laying here
confused.
The pain often
soothes.
I have shared so much
with you.
Why do I feel
this way?
Why does it have
to be this way?
I need to watch
what I do.
Start thinking ugly
views.
Trying to see
the pain through.
What the hell
is this view?
Why does it
have to hurt this way?
Can't you see that there's light in the dark.
Nothing's quite what it seems in the city of dreams.
(Wolfmother)
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grand Rapids 2006
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  • Jeremy1012Jeremy1012 Posts: 7,170
    um... this may have been intentional or it may not but this is very much like the song frogs by Alice in chains. Like, a hell of a lot.

    What does friend mean to you?
    A word so wrongfully abused
    Are you like me, confused
    All included but you
    Alone...
    The sounds of silence often soothe
    Shapes and colors shift with mood
    Pupils widen and change their hue
    Rapid brown avoid clear blue
    Why's it have to be this way
    Be this way
    Flowers watched through wide brown eyes bloom
    A child sings an unclaimed tune
    Innocence spins cold cocoon
    Grow to see the pain too soon
    Why's it have to be this way
    Be this way
    "I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
  • i wrote it listening to it.
    Can't you see that there's light in the dark.
    Nothing's quite what it seems in the city of dreams.
    (Wolfmother)
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~
    Grand Rapids 2006
  • Jeremy1012Jeremy1012 Posts: 7,170
    i wrote it listening to it.
    thank god! it would have been seriously weird if you didnt know the song or hadnt realised the similarities :D Its very good by the way.
    "I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
  • AIC is an inspiration:)
    Can't you see that there's light in the dark.
    Nothing's quite what it seems in the city of dreams.
    (Wolfmother)
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~
    Grand Rapids 2006
  • Jeremy1012Jeremy1012 Posts: 7,170
    AIC is an inspiration:)
    same for me. Layne's poem Core has been a MAJOR inspiration for my writing. probably the most bleak, depressing poem I've ever read but utterly beautiful.
    "I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
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