Little Man

Here I was thinking that you were some sort of threat.
You sent my girlfriend a dick pick and the truth came out.
Can’t be blaming that shit on cold water either

You made her laugh and question how many people fake it with you
To compare you to me, your a vienna sausage I’m sporting a frankfurter
All of a sudden I start feeling sorry for your own girlfriend

Not sure how she can really enjoy herself with something that small
You act like it’s hanging to your knees
I’ve always heard the biggest dicks are usually sporting the smallest

That truly is the case with you
Yet here you are trying to cheat on your girlfriend with mine
Little do you know that she tells me everything you say

At first it really bothered me, but I’ve quickly grown tired of you
I know she won’t do anything with you
Although you may want to watch yourself, your girlfriend may find out

Judging by your recent actions that tells me that she’s suspicious of something
I can’t wait till she uncovers your secret, can’t really say big secret it’s sad really
I’ve asked my girlfriend if I could meet you.

She’s hesitant about it
She’s nervous about my reaction when I meet you
She has nothing to worry about

I already know what kind of guy you are, if you meet me, you’ll talk shit about me
Put me down every chance you get, question why does she love me
I’m OK with that, your already so low on the food chain, you can’t get any lower
Or can you ?


Keep Acting Friendly, But I See Your Horns

Trying to show the kitty’s love like you use to
Talking to them when you see them
Trying to entertain them

But your the one who is splitting up the family
Your the one who is taking them away from me
You have always done the same shit with me, you and Dad

Yelled at me and give me shit then thirty seconds later tried to act like your my best friend
But to the two of you it was all a game
No wonder I grew up to be this way and having issues with people

Always had trouble making friends
Had trouble expressing myself to people
Still hiding in the dark not wanting to come to light

I know why you have no friends, why would anyone want to be your friend
You are a true definition of a user of people, you deny it, but it’s easy to see.
Everyone runs from you once they notice it.

Once it becomes apparent they run, for good reason too.
I can’t say I blame them
If I had a place to run to, I would, I wouldn’t look back

You keep saying you have to do everything yourself
Keep telling yourself that, it’ll become a reality soon enough
Specially if you keep treating me like shit, hopefully I’m taken away

In one way or another, death or run away.
At times I don’t care which one comes true
You can then claim that you were meant to be alone

Keep singing the same ole song
Nobody wants to hear it
Nobody is listening

We have heard it all before
But we have seen behind the curtain
It’s no doubt what’s best.


Slit My Wrist, Get To Heaven

If I slit my wrist and bleed out all my life force, can I get to heaven
To be with the rest of my family, or will they look down on me too
Am I best to go down to hell where I don’t think any of them are.

I’m tired of living on this planet
When this planet is tired of me
It’s just one hardship followed by another

I don’t want to watch my furry friends leave
They help make me happy, they make me giggle
Since you told me your getting them taken away

I’ve had many dark thoughts go through my head
Of me not wanting to be here anymore
Not sure if it means running away or not living

I don’t think my mind connected that yet
It’s one of many missing puzzle pieces in my mind
I wonder if any of them will ever connect in my brain

Even if I could take my own life and goto heaven
I would just be with more people who don’t want to be around me
I don’t think anyone who have passed would want to see me again

Or maybe they went to hell, one never knows
I have often wondered that, where did these people go
Or are they floating here with us, on the other side

Like a two sided mirror, they can see us but we can’t see them
I wonder if that’s what the after life is like.
I don’t think I would want to see this side again

Unless I die before a few people, then I would try to watch out for them
I wonder if I would have the option of turning that off
*sales man voice* “Bored of the living, turn it off today” sort of idea


Dark Thoughts

Just found out a guy who lived near me passed away and his cause.
Never would have thought that, always seemed so happy.
It’s got various people scratching there heads, they couldn’t believe it.

While seeing the sadness I feel like I stepped out of my body and look around.
It makes me wonder if people would react the same for me.
If it was me and not him, would reactions be the same

Or would it roll off there backs like a bead of sweat.
Like it was nothing
Like I was nothing

Is that what people expect from me
Is that where my life is leading
I know at one point in my life I spent lots of time thinking like that

Trying to figure out how to say good bye, but in the lease obvious way.
I never did do it.
At times thoughts do come across my mind, how would things be different.

What can I say ?, In some ways I can relate.
I don’t lead a great life
Nor do I lead a life filled with friends.

My life is rather quiet
Very empty
At times, very alone.

I don’t blame anyone for my life
I’ve always had trouble making friends or talking
Besides I don’t think it’s anything I can change.

I never was any good at talking or expressing myself.
Although a few  people would say differently.
I don’t know if I would agree with them or not.

At times I think I have
Other times not so much.
Guess that’s my life though

Always questioning things
Wondering if I am as well as what I feel or say.

These are just some of the dark thoughts that have went through my mind today


Dark Haiku Sex Life – Out Now

Dark-Haiku-Sex-LifeWell it’s official Dark Haiku Sex Life is now out on smashwords and going to be distributed within a few days so if you want to read it go ahead and do just that by clicking the cover.

Next project of mine has already been thought of, will be announcing it SOON!


You couldn’t walk a mile in our shoes.
Your a hater step off, Don’t do nothing boy.

Speaking from first hand getting bullied from nine to three.
I did everything in my power to keep it together in front of people.
Once I got into my house and that door was shut, the truth came out.
The tears streamed down my face, I found my room and stayed hidden.

I skipped classes, got pulled into the principals office daily.
My grades suffered very little people cared.
April 20th came around I remember almost every class the radio was on.
Next day they began to claim I was the next one.

It’s almost like they turned it up a notch.
Making it that much more difficult for me.
I lost my mind and started to do things I normally wouldn’t.
One night I got out a sharp object, started to cut myself.

Still have that scar to this very day.
One girl seen it in the library, she gave me shit.
I took off for her not to see me again until several years down the road.

You couldn’t walk a mile in our shoes.
Your a hater step off, Don’t do nothing boy.

When things like that happen I can’t help but feel sorry for the ones committing.
I don’t condone that sort of action nor do I think it’s right.
It’s amazing how many parents get defensive.
I know 99.9% of parents if they found out how there kid act.

Would be completely shocked and claim “that’s not my kid”
If your kid acted the way they do around you, certain things never would happen.

You couldn’t walk a mile in our shoes.
Your a hater step off, Don’t do nothing boy.


Grey Area

Sit down and read the thoughts of a morbid one
Writing positive things I thought that’s what I wanted in life.
Thought it would help me change.
Was hoping a different outcome.

As I lay in bed the thoughts that go through my head are anything but wholesome.
I spend much time analyzing my past and getting bullied.
Drowning myself in the sorrow that keeps getting deeper.

Bullying is always a sensitive subject with myself.
Going through it first hand I understand why people go to extremes.
What they fail to talk about in the news stories.
Is the one who retaliated tried to stop it, felt like they had no choice left.


4 Book Boxset

So I’ve came to a conclusion that my next release will be a 4 book boxset it will be four smaller releases into one bigger release…

Sounds good right ?, yeah now the real problem… the graphic program that I normally use (Paint Shop Pro) is causing me issues and stressing me out, I’ve never had a problem with things up until now… I can upgrade to the latest (costing me about $40 that I don’t have) or sit here and scratch my head and wonder what to do…

I guess right now I’m just going to think, but I’m always up for Donations

Hopefully more on this later

Darkside – Update

Since I wrote “The Knife” I’ve been kind of struggling with writing anything else in the realms of dark poetry / prose/ poems … So I think what I’m going to do is take it and put it on hold for now… It’s either that or I’m just going to release it as the 4 page release that it currently is, I haven’t decided. But right now Darkside is currently being placed on hold I have plenty of things in my head to write about but dark stuff isn’t it, that use to be me but it’s not anymore and hasn’t been for a while specially this year it’s been anything but.

However I have had the thought of going back through some of my books and finding some darker material that hasn’t been released and using that just to get the book out but honestly I hate when musical artists do crap like that, but they’ll do a “best of” album with two new tracks.. For me to go back and grab something that’s old that I wrote five or six years ago and slap it into a book now, to me that’s doing the same thing, it’s mixing the old with the new and I know that my old stuff doesn’t compare to my new stuff as I was truly in a different place back then.

So that’s currently where I stand right now in regards to Darkside, although I have noticed some more positive feedback on The Knife, what can I say it has elements in it that are true.  It also has elements in it that are false… Maybe one day I’ll explain that in more detail..

I really like that poem though, called The Knife.. I definitely want to get it distributed so I might just do it as the four page release.. I guess it’s kind of like a EP from an musical artist.

I know I said about doing a book of Haiku’s and I’ve started one and that’s three pages deep at this point, but it’s kinda tough for me to put thoughts of a longer poem into a short poem, as I’ve said I have three pages of them for that release…

Further thought, maybe I’ll do a mini boxset if you will, but instead of full releases it’s short releases I’ll do:
Darkside – dark poetry/prose/poems
Releasing My Inner Dragon – Haiku
plus another short release

That’s another thought I had.

If you have any thoughts, drop me a comment.. I’d like to hear them.


The Knife

Look at that beautiful thing, the chrome just glows in the light.
I could barely take my eyes off of it when the light lit up the room.
Look whose tied to the chair, it was almost a wish that was granted.
As I walk forth and my morbid intentions become just so much more.

You were such a toxic person, but you just had to inject yourself into her life.
Not sure how you won her over, I knew you were no good for her.
Everytime I walked passed you in the hallways my gut clenched
Countless years later I found out what you did to her.

You don’t deserve the life that you lead.
If it was up to me, you deserve to sit in that chair and bleed.
Choosing to release your darkness that faithful day.
Perhaps it’s time for my horns to come out.

Abashed the devil stood.
He shall feel how awful goodness is.
As you destroyed the virtue in her shape.


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