Lost My Mind

Lost My Mind

Somewhere in route
I lost my mind
Didn't know it was gone
So it was all left behind
Memories of my lifetime
I read them like a book
Chapters of dark secrets
Still i am afraid to look
To this day i do travel
All within my soul
Digging everyday deeper
For the feelings that she stole
I can get along without them
Full of bitter and resent
As the bile in my stomach rises
I'll explode if i do not vent
I try to stay away from hatred
Yet it follows me around
In my fight for sanity
I feel I'm loosing ground

Jimbo
5-18-05

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My Plight

My Plight

what is it i need to do
to be loved by you?
who is it i need to be
for you to be in love with me?
i try so hard, not to be strange
i have tried so much to make the change
why am i not accepted for who i am?
why is it that nobody seems to give a damn?
my feelings are so real
even when locked deep inside
why am i belittled
when i do confide?
is there anyone out there
who can tell me why I'm wrong?
can nobody give me the guidance
that I've needed for so very long?
maybe my idea of love
is nothing more than thin air
maybe all that say they do
do not actually care
shall i give up my almighty search?
call it quits as i fall from this perch?
no answers i can find
with my paper and pen
no amount of memory loss
will keep me from where I've been
the anger in me is so hard to subside
the rage takes over
the moment i tried
a plethora of dead emotions
in the wake of this plight
the fire in my heart
no longer shines so bright
again i ask-
what is it i need to do
to be loved by you?

--Jimbo--
2-27-05
12:35AM

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The Field That The Road Divides

The Field That The Road Divides

Two strand
Rust colored wire
Barbs dull from time
Weathered, old
Hedge post
Anchored, leaning
To one side
Golden field
Glows unmowed
In the winter sun
Recent rains offerings
Earth emulsified
So far from dried
I stare around
A view of nothing
But still amazed
Just another
Blink of the eye at
The field that the road divides

--jimbo--
wed. 2-16-05
(11:45AM)

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That Word

That Word

If I could have one wish
I know what it would be
I'd want to invent the next cuss word
And I'd want it credited to me
A word so filthy & nasty
So descriptive & vile
Could be used so many ways
And would exaggerate my style
When said aloud
People would gasp
The old faint
The young laugh
The mere thought of the word
Will make folks turn red
They will cover their ears
From what I just said
With one shout of that word
Mans blood will boil
Humanity will suffer
From all of the turmoil
Yes that is my wish
And I hope it comes true
Because the world needs
A new cuss word
And that is my view 

jimbo
12-10-04

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The Perfect Crime

The Perfect Crime

The perfect crime
She got away with my heart
I watched her take it
Betraying me from the start
I didn't feel anything
As she tore my feelings apart
When we were together
I felt like I could fly
She made me feel so good
Made me feel so high
When I finally crashed
My insides all but died
I felt my chest open
Yet no blood was spilled
Left was an open cavity
Where love once filled
She didn't act alone
For first I had to yield

jimbo
12-09-04

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