Who Should Mourn the Spring?

Harsh and bright is summer's light;
 Cruel and cold is winter.
Autumn dies, too full of spite,
 Sad, alone and bitter.

Warm and soft is spring's caress:
 Tender as a lover.
But her sins won't confess;
 She, the great deceiver.

What is truth and what is lie?
 Nothing the seasons bring.
And at the close we all die,
 So who should mourn the spring?

sorrow is useless

sorrow is so hollow
an emotion without use
a chagrin without future
a craving for abuse

Real Friends

Real friends cry over real things
Made-up jealousies aren't real
I don't have time for your petty shit

Blood and tears stem from hurtful truths
What's hurtful, what's true here?
I don't have time for your petty shit

You rant and rave but what can I change?
Nothing. It's all about you.
I don't have time for your petty shit

Darkest Master

O darkest master,
Caffeine: you rule my life.
How can I hate you?

The Life That I Have, by Leo Marks

The Life That I Have, by Leo Marks

The life that I have
Is all that I have
And the life that I have
Is yours

The love that I have
Of the life that I have
Is yours and yours and yours.

A sleep I shall have
A rest I shall have
Yet death will be but a pause
For the peace of my years
In the long green grass
Will be yours and yours and yours

Terminal Boredom

Terminal boredom
killed me today; buried in
triviality.

Self-Indulgent Ditty

The day is long, the shadows grown
All I wanna do is bitch and moan

Workers at desks all in a row
Don't give a shit 'bout this data-flow!