Jayman FU single FU ever's blog: "poetry"

This is my Tribute to the Iraq War. Two soldiers stare at each other across no mans land with hatred in their eyes. There because of politics and religion. Two men stare at each other. One with a loving wife and 2 kids waiting back home for him. The other with a lover awaiting his return. Two humans stare at each other across no mans land. After today neither will stare no more.

I stand at the crossroads A man in black at my left hand Offering me everything I ever wanted The price, My Soul A man in white at my right hand Offering me nothing in this life The price, My Heart Which do I choose My Soul or my Heart When neither mean anything to me.

This one was written right after th breakup. It has been published by Poetry.com The War of Love and Hate Love lies, a prisoner of war, slowly starving Hate lost the fight but fought bravely Taking with it Longing and Desire The winners were Despair and Depression Those to will be conquered by the Void The void is where I want to be, No feelings, No emotions, Just blank, cold, hard reality A point of no return, A point to start over again Would be a good thing To rebuild a life, Out of the shattered remains of an older one, Ruined, In The War of Love and Hate by Jayson Larrabee 1/24/07

Because the are fun Some make you macho Some relax you Because they are addictive Some will kill you Some will make you go crazy Because they will give you stories to tell Some will be good Some will be bad

originally dedicated to my ex-girlfriend. WHAT NOW? As I slip the ring on her finger I think about my past All the girls I had And the the few girls I've loved All the bad things I've done And the good things that came of it All the good things I've done And the many bad things that came of it All the places I've seen All the friends I've had and lost All the people I've met The freedom I had What Now? What Now? Will I still have freedoms Or will they be granted to me by things I do for her? Will I still be able to meet people Or will they be those she allows me to meet? Will I still make friends Or will they have to be her friends? Will I still see new places Or will they forever be just in my memoirs? Will I get to reap the rewards of doing good Or will it go all to her? Will I still get to be bad Or must I go all good all the time? As for the girls... no lose.