Chapter 81 – Are We Forever Gone?

2 01 2009

(CloudsAreGatheringOverMe)

We are the rats
Darting away through the sewers
We are the cockroaches
Scuttling across the floor
We are the prey
And predators are everywhere
All we can do is
Make a break for the door

Will we see you again?
Are we forever gone?
Is this going to end?
Because it’s gone on far too long

I am a small target
But I’m in a room full of snipers
I’m a needle in a haystack
But the haystack’s ablaze
I am a victim
And I don’t know what’s happening
All I can do is run
Run far, far away

I do not want your sympathy
I only want somewhere to shout
That’s the only way to let
My bottled-up emotions out

Will we see you again?
Are we forever gone?
Is this going to end?
Because it’s gone on far too long

I do not want to harm myself
I only want to break the skin
The sensation of pain
Takes my mind off my suffering

I do not want to worry you
I only want someone to hear
But if I draw attention to
Myself, I might just disappear

I am a wanderer
With no choice but to keep moving
I am a crying child
So far away from home
I am a whiner
But please forgive me
I can’t control my
Suppressed panic any longer

Will we see you again?
Are we forever gone?
Is this going to end?
Because it’s gone on far too long

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Chapter 9 – Punching Walls

18 08 2008

(CloudsAreGatheringOverMe)

Darkness descended, I’m feeling empty
I don’t really want to be alone
But I’m so isolated
I’m better off just on my own

So much anger, so much despair
The tears fall to the floor
Feeling so sick at heart
I can’t take this anymore

I’m so confused
Punching walls till my knuckles are bloody and bruised
And I’ve no idea what I’m going to do
Because I’m sick of them, sick of you, sick of it all
Self destructive, it’s highly corrupting
I don’t know where I’m going to
Do I just sit here wishing I don’t exist
Or take it out on the wall with my two clenched fists?

Do not disturb me, as if you could
I’m in a world of my own right now
Turning into dust here
Bury my face in my pillow

I don’t want to listen to you
Because right now everything feels bad
Staring unseeing at the screen
Knowing I’m slowly going mad

I’m so confused
Punching walls till my knuckles are bloody and bruised
And I’ve no idea what I’m going to do
Because I’m sick of them, sick of you, sick of it all
Self destructive, it’s highly corrupting
I don’t know where I’m going to
Do I just sit here and stare blankly at my wrists
Or take it out on the wall with my two clenched fists?





Lunch + Breakfast = Lunckfast!

18 07 2008

Inane post.  Sorry, I’m really not on form at the moment.

I woke up late this morning, too late for breakfast, and feeling very hungry.  I decided to combine breakfast and lunch into one meal.  Lunckfast!  OK, so the word is actually “brunch”, but that sounds silly.  If you’re going to use a daft word like that, you may as well go the whole hog and use a word so bizarre that it’s ridiculous.  Lunckfast fits the bill nicely.

We were short of bread today, since the only loaf of bread in the house had unfortunately been left in the freezer.  I took it out, but it was a bit too late.  In an effort to speed things up, I set the microwave to defrost it, but to no avail.  In the end, my brother had toast for lunch.  I had toast as well, only I had it for lunckfast.  I also had three Weetabixes, a banana, an apple and three biscuits.

Lunckfast FTW!

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You know what I really hate?  Writer’s block, in all its myriad forms.  I’ve been stuck for anything to write all week.

 

The blog written by b0bbyg
Updates quite irregularly
If you asked Bobby why
It was never on time
He’d just shrug and say “Hey, don’t ask me!”

 

I’m hoping this will change in future though. In fact, I’ve got something slightly ambitious planned for this blog.

Current listening: Green Day, “Homecoming”.





“St. Valentine’s Day Card” – by BobbyG

14 02 2008

I wanted to do a special post for Valentine’s Day, but unfortunately I’m not really a Valentine’s Day person, so I didn’t know what to put.  Then I had this brainwave, inspired somewhat by Will Rhodes‘ recent brave venture into the world of creative writing blog posts.  These are the lyrics to a song that I wrote a little while ago.  I haven’t put any of my creative writing on this blog before now, but this seemed appropriate to the season, so I thought I’d share it with you.

St Valentine’s Day Card

I am such a useless teenage
Waste of my precious time
Trying fruitlessly to pretend
That I’m not a waste of space
But I watch you pathetically when
You’re chatting with your friends
Trying to convince myself that
I’m not being really creepy

I don’t want to follow you
And I don’t want to talk to you
It would be cool if we were friends
But you’re too cool to really like me

I think that you’re wonderful
I’ll even dare say beautiful
I’m ashamed of laughing at you
Like a gormless primary schoolboy
Some days I sit near you
Admiring your homework and I
Adore everything about you
I’m just terrified to admit

I don’t want to kiss you
And I can’t imagine you naked
And you’ve probably got a boyfriend
Who could kick the stuffing out of me
I guess I’d like to hold your hand
But I don’t have the guts to hug you
So I’m writing you this card
Just to let you know I love you

by Bobby G

 

Copyright Bobby G, 2008.

I hope you liked it.  It has a tune, but that exists only in my head, since I find scoring music tedious.  Oh, and sorry if it was a little depressing.  All my songs seem to end up that way!  o_o;