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When I'm gone do you think of me?
can you tell me plz, all the possibilities,
tell me honestly, do you think of me,
am I only a memory, of what we use to be?
why do I... feel this pain?
when shes gone, I cant remeber my name,
and when shes around, its still the same,
she's playin with my mind, like a game,
And everyday Im not with you....
IS A BAD DAY! IS A BAD DAY!
and all the pain coursen through my vanes,
WONT GO AWAY! WONT GO AWAY!
When we're dacing theres only you and me,
everyone disapears, theres no one but you left to see,
it soon becomes like a slow motion tragedy,
with the build up of hostility,
Cuz everyday Im not with you....
IS A BAD DAY! IS A BAD DAY!
and all the pain coursen through my vanes,
WONT GO AWAY! WONT GO AWAY!
lookin in da mirror tryin to inspire some fear,
suddenly ya voice I start to hear in da back of my ear,
callin to me, almost as if it's close, not far but very near,
I turn around and suddenly my world disapears,
and as my cheeks become ovarun with tears,
I try and feel happy, for my lonly years,
and everyday im not with you.....is...a...bad...day.......
By: Mook
Forced
From the Dark Abyss,
their lips would meet and Kiss,
the soft touch would amiss,
and take away the love that didn't exist.
It was unlike no other experience known,
something not discoverd alone.
As he runs his hands over her body she lets out a soft moan,
a whisper reaches her ear, in the softest of tones.
They both know their lies, yet they press on,
drawn to eachotha, their eyes meet, both knowing the feeling is foregone,
but yet as time moves on so do they,
they stray away from the feeling of dismay,
they continue the portray of disgust,
thrust after thrust with no trust, they can't escape the lust.
End
By: Mook
From the first time we spoke, I knew you were special. You Kinda made me gomental, but in a good way. You're not fake and artificial, that much I can say.
From the first time we spoke, only my love for you was provoked.
Everytime we speak I can only picture your perfect physique. I charish every moment we speak, no matter how unique. Meeting you I can only Imagin my knees getting weak, Looking at you'r body, so smooth and sleek, hoping you don think Imma freak.
I want you to know how I feel, it's jus somthing I wish to reveal. So I hope this poem/ditty I write is Ideal.
If we neva become more den a one time deal, jus know I care, and I'll always be there. This is me, all naked and bare, I'll neva change....I swear.
End
By: Aaron Beland
(aka Mook)
Apart of you
Do not cry, for I did not die, and every tear you shed is apart of me,
jus know this was my destiny, alive or not, you cryin, I never wished to see.
Please remain happy, lifes to short to wallow in pitty, carry me with you,
not as a memory, but as a part of you, keep the tears in, I'll alwasy be with you.
It may be hard, but I'll be watching over you, I'll be your guid, and your light.
Through any dark time, I'll burn bright, I'll give you sight, to make it through the night.
So do not cry, for I did not die, I am within you, apart of your spirit,
Im callin to you, laughing with you, my voice is in the background, jus listen, and you'll hear it.
By: Aaron Beland
Some Drawings My friend Erica drew, she aint bad eh...
Clueless.
Why is it no girl falls for da guy?
I mean guy's can be shy...
we never cry...or at least we try,
Its always the guy that falls for da girl,
why can't guys be in their own lil world?
watch as her mind starts to "twirl"...
No It never happends like that,
guys jus get steped on, kinda like a "house mat",
and as she laughs and remains happy..
you can't help but think how crappy...
you get angrey and feel all sappy,
but it's always the guy's that have to feel sorry,
they keep their emotions inside and never tell their story,
maybe we think it's boering, so we fake our way like "forging",
we become like steel and soon find out it only takes time to heal...
well at least thats how I feel.
End
USELESS MEMORIES
These memories are useless,
and in the end are pointless,
it jus dont make sence to me,
it jus dont make sence to me,
So don't try. wont cry.
jus wave,goobye!
And in the end you'll see,
exactly what you mean to me,
how much ya mean to me,
I guess it was neva ment to be,
cuz it appears to me, we only,
become further apart, till my body,
starts to turn numb repeatitivly,
too much pain at heart, its reality,
I'm torn apart, it's so sad to see,
but untill I die, these memories stay foreva useless to me,
and in the end will always be pointless to me,
it will neva make any sence to me,
fuckin tragedy, people thinkin negatively,
So...don't try. Wont cry.
Jus wave goodbye,
soon you'll see,
exactly what ya mean to me,
how much ya mean to me,
wait and see, I'll be ya one and only,
and when ya lonly, and ya world passes slowly,
you'll notice
These memories are useless,
and in the end are pointless,
shit makes no sence to me,
IT JUS DON'T MAKE SENCE TO ME!
why? why do I even try?
jus wave,
plz jus wave goodbye,
maybe I can go on, and not wanna die,
but when ya turn ya back,
when ya leave and my sky turns black,
jus know, you'll always be with me, a part of me,
to guide me from darkness, and into blissfulness,
peacefulness, happieness, everything pointless.
By:Aaron Beland
Life too Precious
When I was crying,
You were dying,
I was praying,
You were staying,
All went well, as now, I'm saying.
Another death,
No happiness left,
and you are by my side.
I make a prayer,
As your there,
and I have no tears to hide.
We walk alone,
down a street,
and talk of our own lives.
Just think how they,
could be soon up into the skies.
By: Wawa_Meg
It's all about a Girl
Im crazy about a girl, and she don't feel the same,
every time I hear her name, it causes me so much pain,
Yet I stand strong, and remain aware, watchin in despair.
Why is it I care, my hearts now broken beyond repair,
it feels unfair, maybe one day she'll regret this,
then again, maybe one day I'll forget this,
and not reminisce about the amiss of bliss that doesn't excist.
By: Mook
Unable to Finish
Why do I sit and I watch?
As all da assholes mark her as anotha notch.
I try to be da nice guy,
I try not to let her cry,
but when she asks why,
I can never reply,
I jus wipe her cheeks dry,
sigh, and apply my hand to hers,
I try to speak, but my voice only slurrs.
They say the nice guys alway's finish last,
and I would have believed that in the past,
But now the pictures clear, with bright contrast,
my mind is empty, I'm able to see surpassed,
Nice guy's don't finish last, they trip and fall,
Nice guy's don't finish at all.
End
By: Aaron Beland (2006)
Last Thoughts
Dreaming an enturnal dream.
It would only seem life has
stoped short in time. Not
following the lines, not making
much sence, my life has gone so dence.
I can't live in the past, too bad
it could neva last, but so broken
now, my heart's been placed in a
cast. Watching my vision, tryin to
to make a decision, what path do
I choose? Afraid to make a collision
with the wrong eloution, I've run away from my life.
Stoped and cut with a knife, bleeding,
I'm losing my life, watching my past
through my mind and tryin to unwind my life.
Still dreamin my enturnal dream, I watch
the red stream flow and soon start to glow.
My heart start's to pound so low, softer
and softer it goes, maybe someday, who
knows, my heart will soon start to grow.
Recreating life now, my decision is final,
it's vital I stay anotha day. The choice may
be wrong, but dieing takes way too long.
By: Aaron Beland
Surrounded Yet Alone
Im stomic hurts, my chest is hallow,
I leave da room and no one follows,
my throught hurts, it's hard to swallow,
I get like this, it's hard to keep mellow.
It's impossible for me to wallow in selfpity,
or even write this stupid ditty,
I think I'm going crazy,
never thought this could phase me,
my anger starts to build up in me,
reality hurts, makes thigns clear to see.
From what I've seen, I've seen clear,
so clear, that jus by watching I can hear,
my soul disapears, but I have not one tear,
I've stoped time like a watch with a broken gear.
I sit in fear, waiting for someone...but someone never came,
If I could reclaim my name, I'd feel pain,
but if someone was there, I'd feel jus the same.
End
By: Aaron Beland
The pain remains in his vains kuz the blood stains only bring shame to his name.
ONE
Now when we first met I told ya one thing,
this was no fling I had more to bring,
but this one thing, it was a true promise,
and this would admiss from my soon to be bliss,
I'll be da one who stands by you,
I'll be da one who cares for you,
I'll be da one who's there for you,
I'll be da one who's hand's hold you,
Now know this, what I said..true,
wow so I promise, what could I...do?
and who knew, what this would lead to?
but when I'm around you I feel sick, and I aint got da flu,
Now I'd be da first person to turn back da tide,
jus to spend anotha second holdin you aside,
away from my world, a vortex in time, without a sign,
a day from my girl, a matrix in time, with flat line,
In a bind, mental glitch in my mind, life is hard to find,
I need to rewind, and get past dis lil grind of an unknow kind,
I'll be da one who stands by you,
I'll be da one who cares for you,
I'll be da one who's there for you,
I'll be da one who's hand's hold you,
It would only seem, that the harder I try, the more ya cry,
and as I wave goodbye I wonder why this feeling had to die,
like a style gone old, it was a thing of da past,
hike a mile jus to hear whats been told, ya know it can't last,
time in slow motion yet it happend so fast,
now my heart is left with nothing but a steel cast,
But if only ya knew, how my feelings grew for you,
But if only ya knew, how I feel about losin you,
and confused about the issue,
Use and abuse from da moment I kissed you,
I knew when ya left I would only miss you,
I knew if ya stayed I wouldn't truly be with you,
BUT YET...
I'll be da one who stands by you,
I'll be da one who cares for you,
I'll be da one who's there for you,
I'll be da one who's hand's hold you.
END
By: Aaron Beland -M00K-
Is anybody out there?
does anybody care?
with no life left to share,
my soul is left in despair,
they say "Love" is rare,
its impossible to find, its jus not fair,
now my heart needs repair,
after fallin for this girl I jus wanna rip out my hair,
would she have stayed if I was a millionaire?
fuck it, its ova, and done with,
"Love" is only a fuckin myth,
like a razor, its slice of the wrists,
its hard to have if it never excists,
I see her with him I clench my fists,
they start to bleed, to God I plead,
take away my pain and let life proceed,
but to hear her name is something I greed and need,
but she pushes away, she always has to recede,
my mind she would mislead, my hope would never exceed,
its time I breathe, and figure out im all I need.
End
Self Remores
I'm startin to Trip, I'm losin my grip,
I'm startin to slip, I'm loading my clip,
Like an insainity ovaload,
I'm mentally bout to explaod,
with no chance of any prosperity,
unfamiliarity only brings solidarity on good clarity,
but what brings the end near, is true fear,
it's what I see when I look in da mirror,
and as your reflection would appear,
the whispers I start to hear,
"do it" pull back da glock,
look as I'm mocked by da clock,
BANG! it's done,
gun sang, its run.
End
By: Mook [Aaron Beland]
Trapt
Trapt in my own mind,
Can't escape, no exit to find.
I should rule my mind like an empire,
But instead I hang by thin Razor wire.
Wall of fire blocking my path,
mirror image of myself striking with rath.
I wish I could escape, jus to be free for a day,
a myth I would rape, jus to only go far away.
In my pirson I saty trapt forever,
Freedom is a possibility made for never.
End
By: Aaron Beland. [Mook]
Words to Embrace
I sat in da park one day, whatching dis lil boy.
Da look on his face was sad, as if someone had stolen his joy.
I sat in da park and whatched as dis boy would start to cry.
I saw dat boy cry and I slowly wanted to die, no word of a lie.
Whatching dis boy cry, I would soon wonder why.
Walking to dis boy, a lil shy, asking why, and he would reply....
" Da knife is too dual to end my life, I wanna feel, but I have skin made of steal".
Now thinking for a moment, keeping in mind, dat life is a hard deal.
Knowing sometimes my heart is like steal, it really does become hard to feel.
"Maybe your skin isn't made of steal, maybe your jus quick to heal".
"When it's your time, your body will weaken, but until then, ya must stay strong".
"I may not know much about ya, or even know you at all, but I'm hardly eva wrong".
Now dis lil boy looked up at me, with a bit of a smile upon his face. speaking in a race.
"My time has come and gone, those are da word's you need to embrace".
With a bit of confuesion, I looked away from da boy. "Come and gone"?
Looking back, dat boy was nowhere to be seen, I was alone all along.
I sat in da park dat day, whatching the childern play.
I sat in da park dat day, making sure my pulse would stay.
End
By: Aaron Beland [Mook]
Stop'n' Think about
So I've had some time, to be alone,
is this my home? something I can call my own,
these endless thoughts unknown,
it takes a thousand word picture to tell what's shown,
even then it's not enough to know,
even then it's not enough to show,
Stop and think about,
what ya wanna doubt,
Stop and think about,
what ya wanna shout,
Stop and think about,
if ya really want out,
Stop and think about,
what it's all about!
Dream's of acomplishment,
ending in torment,
kuz da judgment is reluctant,
Upon da movement of Improvement,
People tryin to stop me,
people tryin to drop me,
always standing in my way,
always tryin to be da first to say...
when da up-skill phanomina turn's, da world stop's,
when da up-skill phanomina turn's, da world drop's,
Stop and think about,
what ya wanna doubt,
Stop and think about,
what ya wanna shout,
Stop and think about,
if ya really want out,
Stop and think about,
what it's all about!
Now stop! jus think, don miss ya chance, don blink,
not a wink, unless ya wanna bust ya mind to a kink,
den when ya mind runs out of an open link,
and leaves you on da brink,
Cuz da ending is da same as da beginning,
People jus pretending to be ya friend,
jus cuz ya appear to be some kinda GodSend!
NOW!
Stop and think about,
what ya wanna doubt,
Stop and think about,
what ya wanna shout,
Stop and think about,
if ya really want out,
Stop and think about,
what it's all about!
What's this shit about? why should I obay?
that missfit should get out, nothing more to say,
everyone's jus a lil deliousionary,
so who's to say what's really ordonary?
cuz in da end we don react, we stay stationary,
then ya wonder why ya can't complete wa be visionary,
SO JUS ....
