Leaving Day, A Collection of Verse
Sidney Karrode

Leaving Day

Incidents being what they may
I start out
One foot, two feet
Stepping on dingy yellowness
First thing I know
First thing I see
.........it's 6:00
Why am I up.......why
I hate this day
I hate it so much
Waking up, so hard to do
When you have nothing
........to wake up to
Its utter chaos in this world
I cannot rest my body
Where do I lay
Where can I
Without being stirred
....or woken at 6:00
So much is in my head
I can't sit still quite well
It hurts my head to think
Of what will happen today
Fuck, what can I do
If I cannot sleep

 

 

Main Street

the lions roar
kills me
to sleep he cries
but i cannot
slamming my head
harder and harder
in hopes that it
will be some
sedative

 

 

Decompose

living is nothing
nothing short
of a pain
    i say
its nothing
nothing i can do
that i usually do
whatever i am
    timid
or
    angry
it comes out
the same
the terrible life
of not needing
to live
but not wanting
to die

 

 

A line to cassie

theres nothing you can do
to stop a mind insane
to tell ont that has known
shove out the mind in pain
cut out the ones you need
and throw the rest away
walk away the brilliant minds
but leave the rest to stay
the war between the pretty ones
can come and stay within
but choice of words will tell us all
just where our thoughts begin
the wind is blowing evermore
through ears of mighty high
adn tell me where the small come in
to speak the short goodbye
you try so high to get so low
and shortly speak to me
the flute plays softly in the air
and you fall short from tree

 

 

Copyright � 1999 Sidney Karrode
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