Another Inconsistent Update...

Yay, more poetry spouting and lah dee dah. First, a poem I like.

<>Fire & Ice

Some say the world will end in fire;
<>Some say in ice,
From what I've tasted of desire,
I hold with those who favor fire, <>
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<>But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate,
To know that for destruction ice,
Is also great, and would suffice,

I'm not sure who the credit for this poem goes to, but I like it. And lemme see, shall I write a spontaneous poem? Here goes.

Thinking

Sitting in this chair at home,
Late at night, all alone,
I'm thinking what a day I've had,
The good, the ugly, the crap, the bad,

The thoughts swirl around inside my head,
Though it's late and I should be in bed,
But then I think, "Who really cares?"
No one, that's the truth, ain't it fair?

And so I cry as I sit here alone,
As all these things have come and gone,
And inside leave me trapped like before,
In this terrible room which has no door,

As I watch my tears fall down,
And watch them splash on this fickle ground,
I'm thinking, always, inside my head,
"Would any cry for me, if I were dead?"

But then I remember, I don't care,
Because I need no one, not here or there,
And I close my eyes and wipe my tears,
As my screaming voice fades from my ears,

And now I'm stronger than I've ever been,
Despite all I've done and all I've seen,
So I turn my face from Heaven's grace,
To return once more to my rightful place,

For though my heart is cold as stone,
And weariness seeps into every bone,
I know out there, there's one for me,
Someone who will at last, set me free,

So when I find her, rest assured,
I will know the perfect word,
Because the crap that's come my way,
Has prepared me at last for that coming day.

So, an okay effort at a spontaneous poem at almost two in the morning. Not too bad I think. A little long maybe. Don't know if anyone is actually gonna read this, and since I've been forbidden to "vent" on my OWN Blog. I'm reduced to this state, writing poems that no one reads, hahaha. Go me! Yes, I'm having one of my mood swings. Though moods swings have triggers, but hey, I won't into that right now. Seeing as other people might read this and use it against me like they seem to love doing. Yeah, sucks, huh? How people can use what you put your heart and soul into and twist it into a weapon to use against you? And I AM totally crapping right now, so feel free to disregard this, since YOU came for the depressing poetry, NOT my insane moody ramblings, ain't that right? I gotta say, I'm happy you read my poems. Take 'em if you want, sell 'em, make loadsa money. Hah, that kind of stuff happens to me all the time. Crap I mean. Of course, all 14 year olds think their lives are full of crap, so I may just be delusional, thinking I'm special and all. 'Cause we ALL know, I'm nothing special, don't we? I'm just your average, angsty kid with a mega-hormone problem, who THINKS he's lonely. I mean, hey! I don't need anyone, right? So why should I be lonely? Yeah, I'm such an irritating mess that no self respecting girl would look twice at me anyway. And WHY the HECK am I telling YOU this? I have no freaking idea. Probably just attention starved. HA.Ha.ha... Yeah, poor attention starved little kid, ain't I? Yup, that's me. Oh WTFOMFG am I freaking crying? Hahaha! Well wouldya look at that, I am! Wo0t! Three cheers for emotionally unstable 14 year olds. Give me a big hand! Thank you! Thank you! I'll be here all the rest of my natural life, since I'm not going anywhere. I mean, I suck at like all the schoolwork I do, not gonna get into college or pass my SATs. So, I'll be here for the next...lemme see, say I like to 70...*does some really really slow math since he sucks in that subject the worst* Yeah! 56 YEARS! Thank you! I'll be your regular emotional mess for the next 56 years! Stay tuned folks. Oh, I'm venting aren't I? Well No one reads this anyway, so doesn't make a shred of difference. Hahaha. OMFG! I can laugh! WTF!! Hahaha. Hahahaha. Well, that's enough of my insanity for one night I think. Yeah, I AM an emotional mess aren't I?
But Hey,
Life's Like That...Screwed up? Most definitely....
Jared