CrimiClown

The things I hate - written in the state of mind I call 'CrimiClown', who speaks American English. -- I hate to live. I hate to die. I hate to laugh. I hate to cry. I hate to walk. I hate to fly. I hate you, and so do I. I hate myself for all I've done. I hate the future for all that'll come. I hate the past for what it did. I hate my life for being it. I hate the world. I hate the light. I hate pollution. I hate the might. I hate the water. I hate the ice. I hate the rats and even mice. I hate this poem because it's hate. I hate my mouth for what it ate. I hate my hands for what they do. The only thing, I lo

Written in the state of mind which is my own, 'Frost' is my name. -- Hello there, piece of paper on which I write. I'm a hippy, how are you? Well... My life sucks. How is yours? Is that so? You were once part of the most beautiful oak I knew? I'm sorry to hear that. You must be quite depressed. No? How come? Is that so? I never realised. I used to talk to you, all day and night. You talked back to me. You understood me. You were my friend. And now, you let yourself get cut down? On purpose even? Hmm... I understand. I know... I am here to help the people I meet who have problems. I admire you, oak. You gave up your life to

Written in the state of mind I call "Frost". -- My friend My friend knows everything about me How I feel How I act How I think My friend knows all the music I like but also the music I consider difficult to play My friend can cheer me up in difficult times My friend can make my day More calming than the sea at night More entertaining than a television More than a human being More than myself Don't touch his D or he will whine a song that you won't understand He taught me how to play Kumbaya My Lord Kumbaya He was with me when I was scared of my own love He helped me through the pain through the depression He gave m

Written in the state of mind I call "Frost". A poem for my loved one. -- Good morning darling. Did you sleep well this tonight? Did I wake you too early or just in time to enjoy you some more? Good morning darling. How are you today? No hard feeling about what happened before? Good morning darling. Don't worry, I forgave you. It takes a lot more than that to hurt my very soul. Good morning darling. You scared me just a little. I did not know what to think what to do or what to be. Good morning darling. I'm glad that you believed me. I'll always be there for you no matter what they say. Good morning darling. You're welc

Written in the state of mind which I call "Frost". People nowadays make everything seem so normal... I'm gonna name a few examples which you probably think of as 'normal', but are indeed special to me. -- Just another day When I get home after school or after work I jump behind my comuter to see if my love wrote me something. Just another day. When I see she sent me mail or left a comment on my page or on my poems which I write I write back and make her happy. Just another day. When she comes over I welcome her with all I have. I show her my love, for her alone and she replies with joy. Just another day. When I visit her i