Danger Drunk Poetry
Under inebriation.
Suicide Watch
Two Wolves
An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. “A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy.
“It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil - he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.” He continued, “The other is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth and compassion. The same fight is going on inside you - and inside every other person, too.”
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, “Which wolf will win?”
The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”
"I read somewhere that everybody on this planet is separated by only six other people. Six degrees of separation between us and everyone else on this planet. The President of the United States, a gondolier in Venice, just fill in the names. I find it extremely comforting that we’re so close. I also find it like Chinese water torture, that we’re so close because you have to find the right six people to make the right connection… I am bound, you are bound, to everyone on this planet by a trail of six people."
Paul - “Six Degrees Of Separation”
The waves continue to collect beneath a child’s feet
Your small boat frolics will the distant moon
Why is this feeling so painful?
This love I can’t put into words
It will remain on my mind for an eternity
Touched by the sweet skin, my blood flows
Giving me a gentle fever
It fills me up from the bottom of my heart
I will boundless love
Into you forever
Now, I wish for an eternity
The starry sky blesses us, illuminating our encounter
… it’s absolutely gorgeous
The guidance of the swirling stars is magic
Who should I give thanks to for this?
Forever, I will devote this love
To you, for an eternity
For an eternity
L’Arc En Ciel - “Eien (Forever)”
“And it’s passing strange
And I’m waiting for the train
Caught up on this line again
And it’s passing slowly
Killing time but it’s
Better than living in what will come ….”
Sisters Of Mercy - “Nine While Nine”
“If you fall now it could be forever
I’m telling you the line is thin now
I’ve told you before this hate is a sin
Empty out the overflow let love begin”
Photo: Jim Herrington
Love is blindness
I don’t want to see
Won’t you wrap the night
Around me
Oh my heart
Love is blindness
Forbidden Lover
“Ah, towards the dark frozen sea
Swallowed by a wave of ever-flowing history
At any time now the curtain will rise
The conflict brought along by the fleeting dream will start a flame
Someday, the heart I’ve lost sight of
Commits the long forgotten sin once again
Bringing up faults, with that blood-stained love, I’ll build a paradise from the rubble
forbidden lover…… faint memories
Even if I hold them together tightly the colors won’t line up
I secretly pledge with my breath
The trick of never being able to predict when this sweet love will end
Being surrounding by flames
In this boat falling to shambles I hold onto dear life
Scared eyes look up to heaven, shouting the name of god
This heart flies high up to the sky, higher than the whirpool of nightmares
Released from these thoughts of you, releasing the brightness to a distant land
In a new country, in the days soon to come
I wonder if we’ll still continue on the same path…
forbidden lover…….”
Helena Markos: “You wanted to kill me! You wanted to kill me! What are you gonna do now, huh? Now death is coming for you! You wanted to kill Helena Markos! Hell is behind that door! You’re going to meet death now… the LIVING DEAD!”
Nightly Confession …
Sometimes I get drunk and listen to The National.
It breaks my heart every time.
He’ll never love me.
It’s such a terrible love.
And I can’t fall asleep Without a little help It takes awhile to settle down My ship of hopes Wait til the past lets by It takes an ocean not to break ....
“Baby I’m a boss, I dunno what they do,
I don’t get dropped, I dropped the label,
World can’t hold me, too much ambition,
Always knew it’d be like this when I was in the kitchen.”
“I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don’t know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.” - Patrick Bateman
