XXXFlipperXXX• Show poetry

Most people have a poetry style i guess,I personally try not to have one,and try my best to write as freely as possible.
These are some things that mean alot to me as minimal to you (the reader)
as it may look.
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Nirvana-Bleach -Nevermind -Incesticide-In utero-mtv unplugged
Flipper-bruce loose (generic flipper) (American grafishy) (Blow n chunks)
Layne staley-Alice in chains
Hardcore metalcore-Between the buried and me ,It dies today-Norma-Jean-As i lay dying-Glass casket-The agony scene-Passenger of shit -Unearth-Tool-A perfect circle-Nirvana-AphexTwin-London After Midnight-A.F.I.-Jeff Buckley
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There are eyes that cannot see and fingers that cannot touch.
Thats the way of the world-"Flipper"
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(Day one) Asleep mid-sentence- the words fell apart. No one is listening anyway. This day will soon turn black and my “wants and needs” will spill on my burning ashes. I learned to be selfish today… I learned to be alive. These things I care for are for my personal gain, and my personal happiness only. Why should i sit in your chairs and satisfy your standards. I’ve done it all before, and I’ve confused myself a thousand times. The tragic day that I call morality just doesn’t do it for me anymore. No more choices, just standing in the cold. The day will turn black and I will have either lived or died. Asleep mid-sentence- my words fall to the ground. Swept into this dreamland. Economic satisfaction, never succeed. But happiness has its place. Justice will not lie in your corner. New day towards death, only compassion for my own needs make my need necessary.
(Day two) Throw myself in the corner; I have nothing to complain about here. A tragic day seems too peaceful to most, spoiled ambitions turned my heart to black. I’m figuring out this realization process-the process to never look upon bitter ground. Living dreams, loving dreams, awakening to what I’ve always dreamt of. The familiar sound of lovely love from the love of my life will keep the notes coming. From the reciting of the show, to plip and shevanel, to the grind that annoys, and the sarcasm they hate… forever I worship, I’ll kill, love, and hate for all of you. Thank you for the best part of my life.
"Between The Buried And Me" "Mordecai"
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I will never bother you.
I will never promise to.
I will never follow you.
I will never bother you.
never speak a word again i will crawl away for good.
i will move away from here you wont be afraid of fear.
no thought was put into this and always knew id come to this.
things have never been so swell i have never failed to feel
Pain. "You know you're right"-"Nirvana"
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see the vacancy in this once good vessel
The negativity (the blessing) caused your own downfall
Shut up and you will see He love's you, He loves me
Have you forgot what you're fighting for
In this crying out, this act of acceptance
You're losing what your fighting for
Why don't you just shut up, but you keep on You "don't even care",
so what's the deal
You're a liar and you've accepted the lie
now you don't know why God's grace is gone from you
change your life before your through
I know: I have experienced You vomit: your disqualifing as we speak:
I used to be like you
"Norma-Jean" "EEYORE"
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We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet i fight ....and yet i fight this battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home

My gift of self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet i find ....and yet i find repeating in my head
if i cant be my own id feel better dead.
"Alice in chains" "Nutshell"

Alice in chains : Am I inside:
Loneliness it shadows me, quicker than darkness
Crawls to the surface of my skin, visibly surrounded by it
Black is all i feel, so this is how it feels to be free
Surrounded by empty souls, artificial courage used
And because so, once was mine
I walk this maze alone
Black is all i feel, so this is how it feels to be free
The man's beside himself, man's below himself
Man's behind himself, am i inside myself
Chaos and hate shadow me, pain it fills me up
Only one thing makes me feel, missing better half of me
Black is all i feel, so this is how it feels to be free
The man's beside himself, man's below himself
Man's behind himself, am i inside myself
Chaos and hate shadow me, hate it fills me up
Only one thing makes me feel, missing better half of me