All my "lost ones" and me...we are all separated now...I miss them...but they write to me...their thoughts...in poetry...this one came today...
from "Skater girl"...not her real name...
I call her that...
she said I could post this...
but to please not mention her name...
So I won't...
--Scavengers For Happiness--
venture on young questly
SOMETIMES you have to lose everything
before you learn anything
because some people just
go through the motions
and they're not really living
well I sit here and think
what the hell is that life
worth fucken giving
worth living if you're already dead
rested in pieces. a soul in an
empty hollow skull fucking shed
soul sucking lead hollow pins with threads
spinning off the spindle rebirth to the thimble
protectorate of the nimble lets dance and mingle
because maybe I just need to meet the right dancing partners
to really get funky at this groovy hoedown called life
to really bust a move right outta this town
explore this vast world other cultures to share
while you're bleaching your soul calling it hair
lying to yourself to make yourself feel pretty
well honey beauty is more than skin deep
and it appears you are in quite deep sleep
a coma unfixed by a tiny fucking pill
a slumber if you will a thrill left unfilled
but you don't care why would you
because if you're not living you're only dying more slowly
and darlin you've been dead all along
a fellow humanite a lover a thinker.
a knowledge hole. . once said
Sometimes to realize. you have to loose track
so I said I've been lost all along
to really get on the right railroad
you need to derail
and start all the fuck OVER!!!!
Become the most hollow empty shell
to live love and learn from life again
to be rebirthed
is to be alive
really really
living for the first time
one of my lost ones...A.k.a. Skater Girl
