Spending the day
on the roof of my shed
telling myself
I would be
better of dead
fading away in the
afternoon sun
no cloud or moisture
we have got
our lights on
but our eyes shut
spending the day.

Mary Jane
It is that time again
when what I learned from you
eats more of my brain
all the things
you told me to remember
now I forget
but my univer's is clear to myself
but it is as paranoid creeps in
the worry in my soul.

Why can not you love me Mary JAne.

There's water on the ground
fear gips me
I am about drown and cry
feel the fear in my mind
its not like this on good day
fear ******* me inside
fear in my mind
then I wake up
for that ******* alarm clock goes off
then I know a new day blue
no clouds in the sky
thank god I am up
moving about to do my stuff
drink my first coffee cup
get out there
and learn about your society
smile and make people feel good.

Farther
where did you go
seams as my days go bye
I need you more
So
farther
why
did
you
leave
me so
I
have
to
fight
the
world
we
loved
together
So
seams so unfair to me that I can not hug and talk to you know more.

I know this nurse
called Olivia
hope
on my dying day
I get one of those
happy to push the pipes back
when I pulled them out
and when
compi mentis
feed me by mouth
and tell me
what old fool I am
for the nurses
are princesses.



Just for you Livi.


With regards P@ul.

Some day's
I feel I have just fallen out of the sky
Don't ask me why
but nothing seams right
maybe I bounce to much
or concussion in my head
never landed on my feet
like the earth
I here now
so lets play ball
and have a feast
on these words
find myself behind this computer
a fast delight
twin turbos burn
just have to find my head now
and let my fingers burn
updating right now
but getting old
get
ready
don't
be shy
let me know

I just do it the way i do it
and I have fallen up see.

Now I am a man
well you might call me layed back
easy going, soft spoken
but man if I clench my teeth
I am a man you wish you did not know
P@ul means a small brown worror
so your better off trying to make me smile
Don't make me mad
don't bring out my devil
that dewls inside
of what you think
is your heaven
and donn't
make them
put me back
into room 77.

But in my mind
I am all that I will ever be
in the universe I am small
but part of something else
which makes me smile.

Th@t's wh@t I am
head full of dre@m's
I do not stay @nywhere long
I he@r your words
But I @m the Tr@velling M@n.

Come on buy a time share in my head
there's no other place to be
who's knows where it will take yah!
come on dream with me
pay your money and lets go
you know it makes sense
and all those placeses you've never or i have yet been,
yet to be visited
buy that time in my dreams of mine
come on buy a time share in my head
my limited look at time
that all fits into my head
so just sign on the dotted line

X..........................................................­

Come on buy a time share in my head.

You've got to hold on to something
that you believe
so it can make you feel alright.

You've got to hold on to your dreams
and things in between
making you feel alright.

You've got to hold on to everything.

Dr's told me today
My brain had a bit died
And
              you
                                      ­    know it did
Now my left leg dose the   r  u  m  ba
And
               left
                 hand can no longer
Pick the boggies from my    n  o  se
But dose all this
Mean
I
am
less
of a person

No my thoughts I let lose
Forgive me for this
Don't you know I am just ill.

Foreign country
all I want to do is pray
smell the jose stick
and incense in the air
fall down on my knees
in front what I think the altar
pray give GOD my pray's
my GOD blessed me
then go about
my life
smelling kind of funny all day
and I think I bruised a knee

Some day's
My Father's words
Come back to me.


Son you car'nt have that
for that is for the masses
and dose not grow on trees
So boy go out and play.

Like TV news stories
of a little girl
have the will to write to google
for a job
and the CEO having the ***** to reply
things like this
makes my heart bleed from my eyes
not blood but tears
salt stains on my shirt
some days my shirt gets soaked
my eyes go red
and my brother calls me a nancy

Lots of things make me feel like this
thanks for listening
Nancy P@ul.

For how can I tell of my
yellow brick road
if to me that road is blue
and how can I tell to you
the fields of gold
today are purple
or is this all in my head
for I should be awake not dreaming
this morning on waking up
I looked out my window
the one grey cloud I did see
and today that cloud followed me
just to make me colour blind
is it you or just me or my mind
now 2 have become 3
is it me that knows colours
or my mind
today I am having problems with colours.

Come on
how often does that happen
how often have you known it
you can tell me if you like
but I think you never will
My toe hurts like hell
as if you care
think it split the nail
Some bleeding come out
now I will have to wash my socks
do you know
how hard for me
things just like, that is

**** me just stubbed my mind

on my big toenail
hope there is no bleeding in my head
things like this
make me feel red
never know
what EXP lease Ives come out.

well
i am
walking
in the rain
and thats
all right

just
another
friday
night
i
walk
though windows
and fall
though
doors

no
one
to talk
to
but
that
is
all
right

i
am
dress
up
in
my
birthday
suit
­but thats
all right

yes
just another
friday
night.

The first day I met yah
I was looking into the sky
Ossey's eyes where wide open when he wrote this
people tell me I need love but how wrong they can be
when all it is to be left alone
for I was born without you all
I just like seeing all your words inside my head
some nights you can see it written all over my face
I'd  like them more expressive
but no that's just me
and not for you to worry about
but if you want to
I will see how they will fit into my head now
people say
your poems
they do not scan
well that's just me
the man I am
the man that can
and if you think
that is not right
then my surreal head
is wasted

and I can't do much for you man or princess.

Listen if to night
I can say anything at all
listen to the band of words
sitting here feeling not quite right
*** means nothing
the adventure of orgasam
pales in my day
like a wet fish on the flour
from me moves away towards the door
where my mind can shut it out
but is all that really me
why can I not tell
why can I not feel it?

It's not getting good feeling old
un wanted un sexed
feeling kind of violent
but have nothing to fight about
like your all shutting me out
taking from my ribbon of words
that bring me joy
so **** my band of words
go and mess with your own head
and leave mine be!

I am I
and my synapse
fire again

Now move on
and read my words
there is no black white

in this world
so why newspapers
for we live

in a world made up
of tan
we are one

all of are dreams
are one
and we are the people
so if you have truck with that
then just ******* home
for tan people fight
for there right.

Something in side of me
will not let me be
be what I really am
something that whispers inside my head
will not let me be.

I will be 21 today
and all the days
after tomorrow.

I wanted to write a POEM
in just 10 Word!





J  O  B     D  O  N  E,            S  O    T  H  E  R  E.

Words are like stars
there are worlds
between them
more than the distance
from here to mars
it’s not what you say
it’s the way you say them
that means the world to me
there not just words

**“There like stars that twinkle
from here to mars and back again”.