insomnia

Perceptual
Perceptual Posts: 200
edited March 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
the clock is ticking out of time
a torture truly so divine
waking from a nightmare
to be met by reality
that is much of the same
an endless dreamscape
"this one, anytime I say love if you wanna say love, uh, say it, and if you say it you might as well say it loud, and if you don't feel like sayin' it, don't say it, but if you feel it, certainly say it..."

NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
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  • Perceptual
    Perceptual Posts: 200
    days that stay the same
    pain that never fades
    is this what it means to be afraid
    "this one, anytime I say love if you wanna say love, uh, say it, and if you say it you might as well say it loud, and if you don't feel like sayin' it, don't say it, but if you feel it, certainly say it..."

    NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
  • Perceptual
    Perceptual Posts: 200
    waving a white flag
    to no avail
    creativity spent
    so after this
    I'll never write again.


    thank you
    "this one, anytime I say love if you wanna say love, uh, say it, and if you say it you might as well say it loud, and if you don't feel like sayin' it, don't say it, but if you feel it, certainly say it..."

    NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
  • Perceptual
    Perceptual Posts: 200
    which is probably just as well, seeing as I'm the worst fucking writer.
    "this one, anytime I say love if you wanna say love, uh, say it, and if you say it you might as well say it loud, and if you don't feel like sayin' it, don't say it, but if you feel it, certainly say it..."

    NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
  • olderman
    olderman Posts: 1,765
    don't stop

    i like

    "the clock is ticking out of time
    a torture truly so divine
    waking from a nightmare
    to be met by reality
    that is much of the same
    an endless dreamscape"

    you could go anywhere with this
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • Perceptual
    Perceptual Posts: 200
    yeah sorry, I was in a really foul mood yesterday
    "this one, anytime I say love if you wanna say love, uh, say it, and if you say it you might as well say it loud, and if you don't feel like sayin' it, don't say it, but if you feel it, certainly say it..."

    NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
  • Spunkie
    Spunkie i come from downtown. Posts: 7,095
    sleep beats reality
    I was swimming in the Great Barrier Reef 
    Animals were hiding behind the Coral 
    Except for little Turtle
    I could swear he's trying to talk to me 
    Gurgle Gurgle

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