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(S.H.I.P. W.R.E.C.K.)

The man himself.

Here you will find a good number of poems which Sarmed has submitted to the site for your reading pleasure. Some of my favorites are the 'snowy field', the 'better days' poems, and especially the 'Bastard Anthem'. Enjoy.

-Things Fall Apart-

as Your world falls apart
right from "ready set start"
you wonder,
was there ever a key to her heart?
or her heart or maybe even His.
the only thing You'll ever know is
what being left behind really is.

And all you can do
is wonder ever what happend to You?
where you all went wrong?
downhill, if you will.

but don't worry,
before long, they'll drop the bomb
it will all be over
nice and quick... more or less
but don't worry,
it's all for the best.

- The Bastard Anthem -

I got a new car with a V8 engine
But now there’s one with a turbo jet engine
I don’t care about inflation
I need it all now

Cause im an American
Look at me
Cause im an American
Being all that I can be

What will I wear today?
How should I dress?
I have to look the best
I really don’t care about my history test
Who cares about school anyway
I just need to look the best

I hate to see the poor kids on TV
But it’s ok cause they’re across the sea
And they’re not that important cause they aren’t me
Oh, I help I really do
But what’s someone like me supposed to do
I can only give so much

Cause im an American
Look at me
Cause im an American
Being all that I can be

Cause im an American
Look at me
Cause im an American
Being all that I can be

 

- Better Days 1 -

i’ve seen better days
days where children play all day
days when the lazy sun shone on my face
those days were spent lost in your embrace

those days have passed us now
long forgotten
empty suffering are fossils of their existence

they vanished
never saying good bye
never looking back

replacing them are days of unhappily ever after endings
Dull, Mundane, seemingly Pointless days
replaced those of delight, love, and excitement

souls that freely roamed the fields of marvel and companionship
now lie imprisoned behind cages
Anger, Fear, Uncertainty are the bars of these hopeless cages

we must find a way to crush the oppressing bars
You and me hand in hand
together we will find a way
because You will never let the me down

 

- Untitled 1 -

Woke up at six
Got my ass out of bed
Cleaned up and went of to school
Punching in and punching out in the words of the hookie pookie that what it’s about?

Cause this time I’ll turn around
And then go straight
Why is life such a debaate?
Will I wear this or what about that?
Do these jeans make my ass look faaat?

Feelin kinda low
But that’s ok cause it doesn’t really matter anyway
I got the love of my women
And the aid of me friends
And we’ll go skippin in to the moon again
Were the chocolate flowers grow and the water tastes like wine
When we get there we’ll be just fine
We’ll be just fine
We’ll be just fine

Cause this time I’ll turn around
And then go straight
Why is life such a debaate?
Will I wear this or what about that?
Do these jeans make my ass look faaat?

Well this is my last stop
Im getting off and leaving you behind
Please would you be so kind
As to open the door?
I don’t really like here anymore

 

- Untitled 2 -

I was blinded
My emotions were as thick as the air after a stormy night
My uncontaminated angle was in fact a hideous demon in hiding
Awaiting her chance to feast upon my exposed flesh
Those closest to me tried to warn me, but I pushed them away
For I would not let my perfect picture spoil
The only picture left now is the one of me

Alone
With the look of utter surprise and regret on my face
Cursing for not seeing this outcome before it was too late
well it is too late now
I am lying motionless in a barren field
The only life there was I
Now my body is mangled
Torn apart, black-and-blue, wrecked, and all of the above
Pieces of my heart lay scattered on the ground like fallen soldiers
They never had a chance, they fought for the lives
They never had a chance

Even after this torment the demon will not let go
It has my very force locked in a chest
I tired to escape this boxed hell but to no victory
I’m doomed to spend the rest of my ill-fated days imprisoned here

Leave me now and let me rest
Go and live the life I once lived and took for granted
The only left for me to for granted now is my sanity
Which is deserting me
It deserts me like the sun deserts its children at night
Please remember my tale for it’s the only thing left to prove my existence

 

-Crimson-

Have you seen the Devil himself? I have,
With his evil dark heart and death on his mind,
He lives in his warm little palace by the very gates of hell,

Have you ever laid eyes on his palace? I have,
It has a fiery lawn where his minions plot,
Kept in the up most care by his damned servants,
Placed in the center of this great palace is a grand thrown,

Have you ever felt the warmth of this thrown? I have,
Scales of great fallen beasts line it’s sides,
While feathers of cursed angels make up the cushion,
Perfect of the prince,

For he has Body of a god,
Mind of the greatest thinkers of our time,
Eyes of a madman,
Yes his eyes are like nothing you’ve seen before,
Not blue, brown, or a simple shade of red for that matter,
But they are the deepest shapes of crimson,
They shine with the power of a thousand suns,

Everything he sees is crimson,
For the gates of palace to the thrown of his palace,
Everything crimson,
Not a shade of blue, yellow, or any of the other beautiful colours,

What colour are you eyes?

 

- Suize -

i open wide and take it in
feeling your cutting blows penetrate my skin
i try to run
i try to hide
my only escape is Suicide

you tell me you love me
you say you’ll be there
then why my life you do tear?
it wasn’t always like this
it wasn’t always this way
it all began that one faithful day…
it was that day that turned the tide
my only escape is Suicide

Suize is my friend
after they left me
Suize was still there
Suize will take me away
all she ask is that i do pay
with my blood
Suize is my only escape

 

- Why 2 -

Why does it have hurt so bad?
Why does she make me feel so sad?

Why can’t things ever be the same
What happened to us was a shame
All of my life where she had been?
I wish I just could hold her again

Why does it have hurt so bad?
Why does she make me feel so sad?

I fell for her, but I hit the ground
I can’t stand to see her walking down the halls
For my heart is does pound
And I can’t go back to just friends
For then the memorizes will never fade and the hurt never end

Why does it have hurt so bad?
Why does she make me feel so sad?
Was it really just a stupid fad?

I know it’s not her fault
And I need to some mature adult
It was just going to happen anyway
Is what they say
But the doesn’t change the way I fell

I know it was for the best
Fuck the best, I’m still a mess
And I must confess
I put my life to the test

Why does it have hurt so bad?

 

- Better Days 2 -

Here’s to the better days

Here’s to better the days
The only me and you days
Carefree cool days

Those days have left this place
Along with your pretty face
The only thing left is your fading embrace

So till our paths
Cross again
I raise my glass
Here’s to what could have been

Here’s to the better days

 

- Untitled 4 -

I need somebody not anybody
But I need somebody to open up to
It would be great just to have somebody
It’s a shame that their numbers are so few

Questing about high and low
Looking for companionship in my life
Now I’m wondering where to go go go
I roam the earth with my heart in a slice

Your heart break would be more than I could take
So I will never let you down my friend
Is what they said but my heart they did break
Will my foolhardy search come to an end

Well another day has passed in my life
And I can still feel the cold sharp metal knife

 

- Untitled 5 -

look at the ill-fated boy
wallowing in the dark musty corner
All Alone
his heart twisted into a frown
everyone thinks he’s just the class clown
no one hears him falling down
Falling Down Down Down
deeper and deeper he sinks
in the pit of quail
he cant get out
stuck like a board and nail
so as you lay my body down to rest
remember the things i’ve done
i fought the strong
waltzed alongside the graceful
made the fools laugh
and chattered in the company of the intellectuals
for the only thing i can do now is sit
sit with the forsaken ones
we shall share stories of your better days
days where the children played all day
days when the lazy sun shone on our face

 

- Better Days 3 -

I’ve lived the better days
Days of root beer air and chocolate vegetables
Those days where me and you
You and me
And the rest of the gang
We laughed, joked, and rode off into the candy sunset
Excited to see the sandman, cause the ‘morrow was another day in the land of happy

When did it turn to the land of crappy?
What once was white now is black
Why has everyone been attacked
We all have tummy aches and boo boos
Waiting to be kissed and hugged away
But no one wants to be mommy
I want my mommy
I want to sing
I want to dance
I want to have the best time of my life one night, wake up and prove myself wrong
I don’t want to cry
I don’t want the hurt
I don’t want to think that “tomorrow’s ganna suck”

I can see the light at the end of tunnel
What about you?
It’s a teeny speck of hope
But it’s there
And I’m going to trap it in my hands
And never let go
I’m going to give to you
And the rest of the gang
And we’re ganna joke, and we’re ganna laugh, and we’re ganna ride off into the sunset
You’ll see
Things are ganna be the same
No more tears
No more hurt
No more suck
Just root beer air and chocolate vegetables
Just me you and the gang

 

- Depression & Sr. Dame -

Sitting alone in the corner of the empty room
Nowhere to go, no one to see Sr. Dame
Just sitting
Just sitting and wasting life
Wasting the precious bless that is life
Sr. Dame does not care
I don’t care
For Sr. Dame has his friend along with him in the empty room
He’ll never leave Sr. Dame
He’ll never hurt Sr. Dame
He’s always there
No matter how long Sr. Dame goes out with other friends
His old friend is still waiting
He doesn’t care who Sr. Dame exchanges words with
He doesn’t care that Sr. Dame isn’t at the head of the class
He’s always there waiting for Sr. Dame, waiting to coo all his sorrows away
With his comforting embrace and his soothing, touch
Taking away all of Sr. Dame’s greed and lust
So Sr. Dame sits with his companion
We sit together in this fashion, alone
Now the story of my best friend has been told

 

- Untitled 6 -

I hate world today
It’s too bad that today is just like yesterday
Everything is coming at me
and I’m headed in the wrong direction

I hate myself this day
It’s too bad it’s so sad that today is just like yesterday
I just wanna sleep but the noise of the TV is keeping me up

Telling me to get up and get pumped cause today’s ganna be different
Im not ganna screw up
I’ll always say the right things
Because I believe in ME

Bull, if I stand up I get cut down
If I lay upon the ground the demons come at me

What to do? What to do?

 

- Untitled 7 -

what is the meaning of our existence?
why are we put on this earth?
I am sure that this is a question that all of you have wondered at some point or another in-
-your life
maybe in your most crazed and privet moments or in your lovers affectionate arms
I have, and I have found the answer to this sought after question
Gather around now children and I will tell you a tale on how to find out

you must embark on a journey not only long and grueling but in the end it will-
leave you miserable and bitter

go to the snowy field
the field once fertile and glorious
now left by all creatures to become a shell of it’s former self
frost bitten and lonely the field sits
waiting
waiting for one faithful soul to venture onto its forgotten plains and ask the question
about life, the universe, and everything

go there
go there when the moon chocks the sun and won’t let it breath
ask the wind, the wrathful wind that brought the curse upon the field
ask the polar wind that screams the answer waiting to be asked
it will tell you gleefully that the answer is there in front of you

there isn’t a meaning to it

 

- Untitled 8 -

when Our lips unite I forget My tortured existence
life is the way I wish it was
all of the problems that plague My reality disappear
the Family
the School
the Life
all vanish with the contact of our lips
when they part it is as if I’m slammed back to life with a crushing blow
because of this Your heart break would be more than I would take
I will never let You down