Watch the burn
By Kiah
When you’re brought up as a mini-Marine.Pushed down like a dirty Catholic boy.It’s inevitable that you’ll work the machine.You’ll burn all that is love and joy.Tough as nails and hard as glass.Rough like shale, the shards of my past.Eventually you will be like me.You can’t stop it, you’ll concede.Shoot the moon, rip out the rot.Put down the spoon if it gets too hot.Dribble away the pain until the edges blur.Hide in strays down with the mangy fur.You will walk into the blinding sight.Hope, pray and hold on tight.Stalk out of the winding wood.Cope and scrape for what you fight.Armed forces take all they can.Harmed divorces make a man.Charmed horses carry me away.Alarmed, we wait for the new day.Out and away from their misgivings.I’m stumbling through my own religion.Raving and screaming, my heart is bleeding.Deep down, where are you really feeding?From hot coals the burn moist skins?This is where I find the nutrition.Love the ache, the perpetual spurn.Feed the angst, watch the burn. Written November 23rd, 2001 © on Nov 23 2001 07:01 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"When you’re brought up as a mini-Marine.Pushed down like a dirty Catholic boy.It’s inevitable that you’ll work the machine.You’ll burn all that is love and joy.Tough as nails and hard as glass.Rough like shale, the shards of my past.Eventually you will be like me.You can’t stop it, you’ll concede.Shoot the moon, rip out the rot.Put down the spoon if it gets too hot.Dribble away the pain until the edges blur.Hide in strays down with the mangy fur.You will walk into the blinding sight.Hope, pray and hold on tight.Stalk out of the winding wood.Cope and scrape for what you fight.Armed forces take all they can.Harmed divorces make a man.Charmed horses carry me away.Alarmed, we wait for the new day.Out and away from their misgivings.I’m stumbling through my own religion.Raving and screaming, my heart is bleeding.Deep down, where are you really feeding?From hot coals the burn moist skins?This is where I find the nutrition.Love the ache, the perpetual spurn.Feed the angst, watch the burn...."