02.11.2005:Poetry by Lori Victoria Braun
Friday, February 11, 2005 at 14:31 Anger in my head and my heart and my mind.
Can't be true, thought I left it behind.
Still I feel sick and I'm mad, no this ain't a fad
Like mad cow disease.
It feels too real, I'd rather eat a giant eel.
Swallow it whole like a worm from Fear Factor,
and how the hell did I get stuck under this tractor.
Feel the pressure on my bones
and now
I'm hearing some moans.
Blood like a flood pouring out of me now.
It's time to punch it real hard with my 22 inch guns.
Free myself from this mess
like I was stuck in a freaking dress.
Not staying here. Fuck you fear.
Wanna get a beer.
Come along. I'm going for a ride
and you can show me your pride.
Keep your head way up high.
I didn't say let's get high.
I don't know how to fly now I'm ready to try.
Let's move together cause
I'm getting cold in this weather
but I know it gets better.
I'll bring you along if you can keep up.
It's not hard so just creep.
I did not call you "creep".
We've got a long way to go.
Now don't be a moe.
Grab onto my leg and I'll pull you as I tread.
Strong yes we are and much better then dead.
