i'm in the business of misery (and business is good)

[pretty_alice]

i feel »
dizzy
listening to » avatar (the southern air temple)

We have to have 3 poems to turn in for our first creative writing workshop.
This is probably what i'm going to use:

It's Madness

Hate wells up in my eyes.
Every inch of my skin comes to life.
Every nerve ending needs
to tear you apart.
And I hate myself.
I want to pull out my hair,
sink my nails into my skin
and rip off my face.
I will take myself apart,
limb by limb,
so I'm left with nothing.
Don't worry,
the pain won't register now anyway.
And isn't it funny
I get like this?
Isn't it so funny?
I'm a pacifist.

Science

You can't teach me by telling me things
that don't exist in my reality.
There are no dragons,
nothing flies from Venus
with the wings of angels.
They would explode in space
even if they could get through the atmosphere.

Science is the only truth,
we can see, taste, touch and hear.

You can't teach me by telling me things
that don't exist in my reality.
Like friends that I can see,
and a place in the ocean where no wind blows
and ships sit completely still.

Science is the only truth,
but even science can't be proved.

I don't know.. I like the first one, I wrote it yesterday.
The second one isn't really finished, but I liked the idea of it.

Either that or i'm turning my whale story into a poem.

I'm still really dizzy. I was doing okay until I had to walk up stairs. It was a downward spiral from there.

And something happened to the font size in my journal... wtf?