Math Class

Oak tree with an owl hole and stars

Halfway listening, halfway daydreaming

Drawing hearts

Eyes swirling, roses, circles and birds

Always thick because I go over and over…


And Pokemon, especially Gengar

Mutant flowers that bite off your finger

Stars, eyes and butterflies

Hedgehogs with lines for eyes

Cows, horses and baboons

Rainbows and unicorns

Sometimes landscapes with trees and mountains

With ice at the peak

Or a big crescent wave, an island

Just a single palm tree

FACES FACES FACES, silhouette of people

Pointy shapes like triangles, chaotic scribbles

Chibis, pretty soldier Sailor Moon

Or an Eiserne Jungfrau maid of  iron

Straight lines, squiggles and curvy shapes


From the corner of my page




The dark. Just a bit of uneasiness

Or amnesia: the darkest decent

Old wooden puppets, disfigured dolls

Sends chills up my neck

Twins. They give me flashbacks

Remember “The Shining?”

Or anything charging at me

Without discernment or reason

Haunted houses are disturbing

Non-living objects come alive

Calliope music in the background

*shudders* Seriously terrified!

Death. Reminded of the cetainty

It will come one day

I also fear not dying

In a prolonged sorta way

The Leopard Seal from Pingu

Puppets with parts that don’t belong

Fading in from black

The future…the unknown…

Space. It truly scares me

How small I really am

Prison. Oh, that keeps me up at night

Make sure it won’t happen

About to turn a corner

I see a dark shadow

Hearing noises that have no source

A classic Screamer photo

Face huggers from “Aliens”

Slimers from Duke Nukem 3D

Or stop motion skeletons

Deep water, middle of the ocean deep

The light of my monitor

I fear fear itself

Doesn’t help that I’m a scaredy cat

An excellent freak-out!


No Regrets

Regret the things I didn’t do

And the things I did

Discouraged by my own psyche

And wallow for a bit

To see the road bumps coming

I just drive over them

Moving forward, don’t look back

Is energy better spent

Living in the moment

I was blind to that

I thought they were my friends

But really they were not

Everything has a purpose

Nothing’s an accident

Regrettable association?

Why go salvage it?

Decisions, friends and partners

Things I wish I didn’t do

Mostly calculated risks

Some stupid, but true

Now I close the page

And go read something else

Continuing on the path

I’ve drawn for myself

Thinking of the things I could

Have done or could have said

Whatever happens, happens

How do you deal with regret?

Mary Jane Lane

Should Mary Jane be legal?

Do you smoke it? Why? Why not?

The real problem with weed

It can lead to harder drugs

Affects your mood and health

And also your perspective

Addiction ruins lives

And social interaction

It is mind-altering

Some need it just to sleep

Also when they wake

And just before they eat

Friendly, mellow stoner

Can’t find any wrong

But your brain is your brain

You can’t get a new one

I hate the term, “Addictive

Personality,” but it’s true

It’s about not letting

The high get the best of you

A drug-induced psychosis

Or a functioning drug user

My friend can no longer

Talk sensibly, not ever

In a semi-useless state

Got baked before shopping

So I wanna say

Being illegal isn’t working

And you thought your pot

Was laced with LSD?

You just got REALLY stoned

Dude, you’re killing me!

It’s a moral choice

And you know the risks

The bad legal drugs

Are alcohol and cigs

Advocates say it’s harmless

…hard drugs I understand

They can kill you outright

Or cause mental health problems

Out of all of them

It’s the least damaging

But possessing  small amounts

Gets you legally branded

People who want to celebrate

In a different way

Should not have to resort

To criminal activity

Driving under the influence

Of anything more than mild

Habit-forming intoxicants

Why drive high?  It’s retarded

I don’t begrudge people

Who toke up now and then

Decriminalizing use

And mild possession

Don’t shift responsibility

Away from the person

By blaming the drugs


Chased by a Bull

Listening to you talk trash

To comment threads and Twitter

Being called a loser

Better a loser than a wiener

You find a random person

While browsing a message board

Online friends, they’re done with you

They let go and move on

Gangs of the cyber world

 Trolls and Jejemon

Are the biggest heroes

Only in their own minds

Blasting my opinion

In an unconstructive way

Things you would not utter

To a person face-to-face

Mean things about my deviantART

But it was anon

Hoping to chase me publicly

Away from my forum

Witness my own words used

To openly mock me

Behind a cowardly veil

Of anonymity

Been banned from the site

In flagrante delicto

For bashing my interests

My appearance, too

Gotten flamed online

For my YouTube videos

Chronically harassing

Just blow off the Trolls

Or to squelch the drama

Ignore it or troll back

Unless a thoughtful critical review

Then just treasure it!

Like Bad Poetry

Minor setbacks. The end of the world

All sadness is not a disease

Just some emo crying and cutting

/wrist   *disappears*

Down about a relationship

The angst and confusion

Random anxiety brought on by nothing

Feels like shit for no reason

In order to reach adulthood

Sometimes you have to deal

As if the air is choking you

y’s it funny to love a girl?

I have been heartbroken

That’s all i’m going to say

Apart from Linkin Park

Music is really a therapy

The city late at night

Forever in your head

Don’t really need to hate yourself

ull get there in the end

Deep End

Empty inside.  You’re not alone

Wha…? O.o. No fault of your own

Behind fake emotions, masquerade mask

It’s your brain that just needs to defrag

Shades of grey.  Hard to explain

Needing a spyware scan again

Can’t concentrate.  Can’t think.  Wazup?

No time for WoW.  Ah, that suxs

You’re the master of your own head

❤ you buddy.  Tough luck man

How sad…sad face… 😦  Needs a life

Yup…yup.  It’s all about the vibe

Routine’s a killer.  Don’t feel trapped

Or give yourself brain damage

Drive out pointless anxiety

And disturbing states.  AHVIOUSLAH.

New ways of being and seeing

Question the status quo

Bland existence or sunny smile

A social life?  I dunno

Take my hand and grab it

Come out of the dark corner

…as you catch your breath thinking

Everything’s wonder beautiful!