Saul and II have his darknessHe has my lightI have his thoughtsAnd he has my sightTry to keep him downBeen pushin for so longI feel him comin upBut I gotta stay strongI can feel him pushing backTryin to take controlLike a villian tryin to playIn a good-guy roleI wanna resolve himBut the answer is zeroBut I gotta stay heroAnd I gotta stay a heroCause science cant comprehendAnd faith cant explainThis strange machinationThats growing in my brainIt's an evil twinFrom a paralell universe-The real world pieceOf this dark inverse"Beautiful to be asleepWith your heart awake-Its good to see ya here again-And now yo soul I take" My people's gonna help me,I know they're gonna tryBut in the end, its just us two-..................Saul and I.
Eric's In The Tub?Ha ha ha. HA HA HA! I laugh for no reason!Ha ha ha. A-he ho ha ha ha. A-ha he aha...Fly old man! A heh heh heh heh hee! (throws something)Finally! It's awesome!!! I'm mad! Wooooooahhh...(turns into ghostly sounds that turn into lame sirens)This is boring. I poop in pan.(splahes around in tub)...wheeeee...(turns into car sounds) WO-wo-wooow!Tripple super slama backa! And the crowd goes wild! Go crowd!I can't hear you for the stupid plastic erasers.Horray, they all died, I'm alive, I live happily ever after.When I'm in the bathtub I get a little crazyyyyyyyyyy!(the y at the end get high pitched)You-ugly kitty cat-kill Lego guy! (smack)(singsong voice) You're going to die!!! (creepy laugh)Are you the candyman? If not you owe me$10, plus $15 for every time you open the door.Thank you, and have a Dad day.
Contest-Free-Verse 4:55pmthis frozen heart of minehurt so many timesfrozen over with iccicles freezing my soulfreezing into my souli cant feel it anymorestabbing the pagewatching ink bleedhelplesslytrying to find an answeras the mixed up conjugatedconvulated wordscome seeping though thisempty desert of awasteland know as myheadas I try to seethe image inside of mecome to life on the pagei yell outi scream and shotshout it outbut not too loudlycause i dont want to wakethese, other thingsfor if i think to hardthey will rise upand their ill-gotten hatehate and malicemalinformed, mal-alignedmisjudgemental creatures of my frozen soulwill try to make say what I cansaywhen I know i dont want tobecause im really sorry mommai didnt mean to hurt youi never meant to make you cry-but that's just the way it issomethings will never changewhen you sonwho was supposed to be the good onenormal onefull of fungotta run'because these feelings of minei musst keep insidesfor if i let the
4th Wall Why does it seem so fragile?-as I sit here in my light blue penguin shirt- Why does it seem so fragile? It's there; and yet not there at all Like transparent- only some can get through: The ideas and such That spread from chimerical machinations and desperate aspirations and sweet confrontations The Story Takes Shape From You- Around You, Within You; You Are The Story-~and everything that has happened or will happen will eventually be told at your own pace:
This is How I WriteBottled upAll together in my head Confused Convulated words,Trying to say something Trying to get it out the right way A small line Single word Single thing- Starts something Words srating to formIdeas beginning to take shape in written formAnd then before you know it-Youarewritingatthespeedoflighthammeringoutyourthoughtsyourideasoutontothepaperalmostfearfulifyouslowdownorstopthatyouwilllosethispreciousmomentwithyourbodyhuddledfowardoverthepaperastheinkdrawsyourwordstolifeandyouseeyourcharacterscomeoutatyou.Theycomeatyoufromseperatepiecesofyoursubconsiuosandtheytakeupthepagewiththeiractionsthoughtsviewsexpressionsactsofkindnessmaliceregetwhatthey'vedonenoregretwhatyou'vedonewhenwritingislikelightandthedeathnotewhereinsteadofkillingwitheverystrokeyouarebreathinglifeintoyourcreationsbreathinglifeintoyou-And then I stop,