Writer's Block: By Andrew Radie
Writer's Block,
A new hex on my brain,
I've gotta keep my head on, I've gotta maintain,
This steady state of mind
That I know I once had,
But it seems, for me, the milk of life
Has alread gone bad
My typical life's story,
As things start to go right,
I'm over come by an evil,
That's darker than night.
This darkness corrupts me,
Mind body and life,
And I go downhill
Throughout the ensuing strife.
Good versus Evil
Forces too strong to ignore,
I zone out as I undergo
An internal war.
I try to live my life,
And I try to get by.
I try to run and hide
Until the darkness subsides.
And soon the light starts shining in.
The pain begins to fade.
I feel my soul is running clean.
But I can't celebrate.
I know its a shallow victory,
'Cuz I've already learned
That the darkness always goes away,
But it always returns.
Truth: By Andrew Radie
True pain, true sorrow,
True misery, true fear...
True joy, true pleasure,
True happiness, true cheer...
Are never truely to be known,
Until you are chilled to the bone,
By mankind's greatest strength,
And weakness all at once,
It can make a bum feel like a king,
A genious, like a dunce.
We may try as we might,
But we will never rise above,
The truest emotion of them all,
The one that we call love.
