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A Mind is a Terrible Thing...

Post by Drew Rush » Fri Feb 21, 2003 11:46 pm

<a name="#forty six"> A Mind is a Terrible Thing... </a>

I’m being pulled away
But I’m still here
I’m not in my own body
Though I still sense everything

It’s like you look at yourself
But from a different location
You see you through another’s eyes
But you still see through your own

But then within a second you're sucked back in
And maybe nothing ever happened
And maybe everything is like it should be
But the memory remains

I can’t stand reality anymore
It doesn’t feel real
I cant stand the stress of fading in and out
My mind tortures me

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Ego

Post by Drew Rush » Tue Feb 25, 2003 6:07 pm

<a name="#forty seven"> Ego </a>

There is no greater human
Than the trillions here and gone
There is no greater god
Than the thousands made by man
There is no greater thought
Than the countless in every mind

There is no lesser race
No matter what the past has done
There is no lesser mind
No matter how weak or strong
There is no lesser life
No matter how each one is lived

There is nothing in this world
That is better or that is worse
Than mankind’s greatest flaw

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Loathing Suicide

Post by Drew Rush » Thu Feb 27, 2003 8:36 am

<a name="#forty eight"> Loathing Suicide </a>

I swear, if I hear about it once more
One more death by selfish hand
One more time that the blood is spilled
Or the brain is blown or the pills are swallowed
I swear, if it happens one more time
I might die

I swear, I can feel the pain in them
Just exactly the same as they feel
Just as I can feel my own emotions
Its just an overgrown sense of empathy
I swear, I can feel every bit of them
As they die

I swear, if they scream one more time
If their blood falls like the pouring rain
If they jump to freedom in a free fall to nothing
I wont be able to take another abrupt, bitter ending
I swear, if one more child embraces death
I will die

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Guild of Immortality

Post by Drew Rush » Mon Mar 03, 2003 9:35 pm

<a name="#forty nine"> Guild of Immortality </a>

I guess I’m still here
In this endless fold of the universe
Somewhere in this timeless guild
Within the shadows maybe, but I’m there

I guess they’ve noticed
A response, a beat on the heart monitor
That shows there’s still some life there
Within the deeper corners of eternity

I, a member of memory,
In this greatness, in this beauty
Somewhere where time comes second
To the life of the words that must be spoken

Here, I always will remain
As a response, like a wide-eyed newborn
With the wisdom of centuries before me
To be explored until there is an end to forever

I guess I’m here, everyone
In this comforting, little hole-in-the-wall
Somewhere near the edge of the unknown
Within the shadows where I love it so

I see they’ve noticed
But still, I die, I die a mortal death
Although, in written words I am immortal
Within the etching of this electronic stone

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Come, My Evil Angel

Post by Drew Rush » Thu Mar 06, 2003 6:49 pm

<a name="#fifty"> Come, My Evil Angel </a>

Come with me
My little angel
Come with me
Beyond the world
Into the sky
Beyond Heaven
We’ll go where everyone else only dreams to be

If your afraid, I’ll hold you
In the shadows, in the sun
All others will envy our love
Or fear the darkness in our passion

Come with me
My dark angel
Come with me
Beyond the day
Through the night
Beyond Hell
We’ll go where their nightmares are our fantasies


If it’s too bright, I’ll kill the sun
In the shadows, I’ll hold you
All others will envy our passion
Or fear that such dark creatures can love

Come with me
My pure angel
Come with me
Beyond this life
Into eternity
Beyond the heavens
We’ll go where others can only hope to someday be

If you want everything I’ll give even more
Under the black sky of night and the blue sky of day
All others will be captives of their own envy
Or be paralyzed by the fear of our blackened eyes

Come with me
My demon angel
Come with me
Beyond all death
Into the night
Beyond the stars
We’ll go where others have never even imaged to be

If you want the night, I’ll kill the day
In the dim light of the moon, I’ll love you
And all others will envy our mutual lust
Or hate us for our blasphemous kisses

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Everyday Cliché

Post by Drew Rush » Sat Mar 22, 2003 12:19 am

<a name="#fifty one"> Everyday Cliché </a>

Everyday is one more cliché
Typical teenaged depression
The world bleeds into my infection
Can’t be released from this tension

And I would give it away
I’d give it all away
To anyone else

Everyday is one more cliché
A typical repetition
Of stupid teenaged rebellion
I’m sick of this damn addiction

Everyday is one more cliché
And one more drug to put in you
Escape for a minute or two
No, not here, I want something new

And I would give it all away
Would someone take this
Just anywhere else

Everyday is another cliché
Another chance for the fake smile
One more time to claim denial
The last of innocence to defile

Everyday is another cliché
Typical angered depression
The words bleed into my infections
Release me from this detention

And I would give it away
I’d give it to you
Or anyone else

Everyday is another cliché
Like every word I have said
And the way I’d rather be dead
It’s the formula we’ve been fed

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Mother

Post by Drew Rush » Sat Mar 22, 2003 7:30 pm

<center><a name="#fifty two"> Mother </a>

Mother, look what they’ve done to you
Even will all this abuse, they’re still not through
Mother, don’t let this happen, don’t let yourself die
You’ve let them destroy you, mother why, mother why

Mother, look what they’re doing to you
Can’t you see, you’re skies are no longer blue
Mother, they’ve reaped your garden, all for nothing
They don’t care its on you they’re spitting, off you they’re living

Mother, you can stop what they’re doing to you
You can’t fight back and you can give them what’s due
Mother, don’t wait too much longer, you haven’t much time
Turn this world to turmoil and make mankind pay for their crimes</center>

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I Would

Post by Drew Rush » Wed Mar 26, 2003 10:01 pm

<a name="#fifty three"> I Would </a>

I’d love
But there really is no point
It’s complicated and tedious
I could do without all of that

I’d smile
But I really have no reason
I’m sad and constantly alone
This is how I cope with all of that

I’d love
But there really is no point
You seem in pain and anguish
Every time you are with someone

I’d grin
But I’d rather not fake it again
I hate to lie and mislead you
So I guess I’ll do without love

I’d be something
I’d be happy
I’d try
I would, I could, I should, but I wont

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Inhumane

Post by Drew Rush » Mon Mar 31, 2003 8:29 pm

<a name="#fifty four"> Inhumane </a>

*Harsh language*

That child that is born
Is not a man, not a fucking thing
Not a piece of shit to this world
‘Til you put a gun to his head
‘Til you put a gun in his hand

Everyone has seen everything
All the lies that we sing
All the hate that we breed
It’s all inside, it’s all in us
On the TV and the news
And in the eyes of our boys

Every boy that is born
Is just a child and not a man
Until you put the gun to his head
Until you put the gun in his hand

Oh I can’t believe what I see
How you can sit and watch them go
To their deaths, to their ends
To the arms of the beast
It’s the disgrace of mankind
Being passed from man to son

Every boy that is born
Is just nothing in your eyes
Until you put the gun his hand
Until he puts the gun to your head

This can’t be real, please god no,
We should be better than we are
But we’re the cause of our own fall
And the death of all mankind
Say its fake, say its not so
Tell me I’m not a mere human

Every man that is born
Is just a weak piece of meat
Just some shit, just another weed
‘Til you put a gun in his hand
‘Til he puts a gun to his fellow man

Every boy that is born
Is not a man, not a thing
Not a human-fucking-being
Just a piece of shit to this world
Until he kills, can’t you see?

Look through my eyes
See what I have seen
Let the tear roll down your cheek
And you might understand
We are no longer humane

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Exposed

Post by Drew Rush » Fri Apr 04, 2003 10:37 pm

<a name="#fifty five"> Exposed </a>

I want to be exposed
My words, naked upon an altar
So that all may see
So that I can get this out of me

I want no more to be shy
My words, sung above the choir
Or spoken, with all the things
That I’ve kept deep within me
<center>
I want this piece to stay with you
It should echo in your mind
And be thought of over time
I want my words to bleed in you
It should pump through veins
And become you over time
</center>
I want to be exposed
To you, and all that have come
Until I have nothing left
Of shame or fear (excuses)

I want no more to hide
To sing, or yell above myself
So that I may find release
From the pressure in my mind
<center>
I want you to mind every last word
Until you cannot forget
And it will be with you to the end
I want you to feel all these words
Until it is all that you know
And you’ll be empathetic to the end

I want every word to enter into your thoughts
It should be repeated without delay
And be within you until you die
I want every emotion to be relief to your sore eyes
They should be in sight every day
And be what they see when we die
</center>
I want to be exposed
My words, naked upon a stage
So that all may hear
So that I can get this out of me

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Of Words and Whores

Post by Drew Rush » Tue Apr 22, 2003 6:46 pm

<center><a name="#fifty six"> Of Words and Whores </a>

May not be suitable for this forum. Some explicit stuff.

If anyone can even understand whats going on in this then i'll be surprized.
</center>

The written word is my enemy
Why does she seduce me so
I can't escape but I love it here
She guides my hand closer
I find it so hard to find words
Opening up like the slut she is
But I write and babble useless dribble

My mind finds time to escape me
She’s licking her lips yet again
These words, they don’t want out
Its perfectly clear what she’s hinting
The meaning, the rhyme, nowhere
She touches softly yet with aggression
But still I write on no matter the senselessness

The written word wants to be erased
Why the hell is she still here
I can’t express myself or my mind
She wants more, she wants me
Not a million poems could describe this
No its not me, she wants the sex
None could make sense of me but I still write

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The Great Escape

Post by Drew Rush » Tue Apr 29, 2003 6:45 pm

<a name="#fifty seven"> The Great Escape </a>

*I wasnt sure where to put this, it doesnt seem to fit into any forum but here it is. Oh and if you're wondering, no, i dont get high anymore.


Let us take Mary Jane
For a ride
For tonight
Let us drown
Let us sink
Into our world
A perfect place
Where nothing dies
Where nothing hurts
Where no one cares
And no one frowns
Lets us go
Let us down

Let us take Mary Jane
For a ride
For tonight
To escape
To pretend
Of our world
A better place
Where you love
Where you sing
Where I care
And no ones wrong
Let us free
Let us down

Let us take Mary Jane
For a ride
For tonight
To make love
To get away
Into our dreams
Into a world
Where we feel
Where we play
Where we die
And then we live
Let us escape
Then let us down

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Hell

Post by Drew Rush » Sun May 04, 2003 10:31 pm

<a name="#fifty eight"> Hell </a>

What price do I have to pay
What is the toll
I don’t mind anything
I’d take every flame
With a wicked grin
And mocking laughter

Would you come down too
Could you bare it
And give up your holy gates
And stand up to the flames
Without any fear
As you hear others scream

Give it up
This holy charade
It cannot last

What price must be paid
When my bell tolls
It means nothing to me
Satan has no grip
The lakes have no flames
Hell hath no fury

Would you mind a glimpse
Down into the depths
And find that its all in your mind
As you walk through the flames
With utter disbelief
And tears of irony

Give it up
This holy masquerade
It cannot last

Give it up
This so-called evil
Hell cannot last

God cannot last

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The Dance

Post by Drew Rush » Sat May 17, 2003 4:40 pm

<center><a name="#fifty nine"> The Dance </a>

One on the left, one on the right
I am sure I’ve faced this once before
A decision between the shadows and light
So I step forward and carry on with this timeless war

First, to flirt with the good
She is quiet and sweet
Much as I would expect
But missing what I desire
Missing the seductive nature
Missing the impure lust

Moving on to the wicked
She is quick and playful
Much as I would expect
But missing what I desire
Missing a sense of depth
Missing the pure truth

I, the fallen angel and the risen demon
I’m sure I’ve faced you many times before
I’ve walked the path of faith and the one of reason
So far all that I know to believe is in the endless war

To dance with the good
Is to do everything you can
To stop doing everything
But it misses so much
The basic human nature
And fulfillment of desire

To follow the evil
Is to do everything you can
To oppose the good
But it misses so much
The little things in life
And necessity of truth
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Graduating From Cedar Hell High School

Post by Drew Rush » Tue May 20, 2003 8:47 pm

<a name="#sixty"> Graduating From Cedar Hell High School </a>

We laughed and cursed and swore we’d never return here again
Rebelled and held that everything not ours just wasn’t right
I look back and see that it was all for some stupid sense of pride
It’s over and I can see the damage that doing nothing causes
We skipped and smoked and drank and did the things that made us cool
Rebelled and held that everyone but us from an assembly line
And I can’t believe all the time we wasted doing all that nothing
For the smoke has cleared and I realize I’m stepping out of an abyss
Of foggy minds
And diluted times
And fucking swine
No, wait, they’re people too
Just like you
Maybe even me

We slacked and wasted the life that we swore that they had taken
If only we could see that it was us that made it worthless
Because as I look back we were so ugly to ourselves
But it’s over and I see I’m one of the few that made it through
We fucked and bled and cried but nothing ever made it better
If only we could see that it was us that made the world a downer
Because here and now its harder to stand without a ground below you
It’s over and I see everyone and everything I’ve left behind
Those smoked-out minds
And stupid times
And assembly lines
No, wait, they were people
Better than you
And even me

It was the best of friends through the worst of times and I miss it
Rebelling and saying that you are wrong and we are right
We were so stupid but it was fun to think that we were cool
So it’s over now and I’m wondering how and where I should go
It was the worst of friends through the best of times and I miss them
If only we could see how we would end up somewhere down the line
Because as I stand at the edge of the world without them I feel so alone
So I guess it’s over and this is the end, where do I go from here now


((The real name is Cedar Hill but Hell fit it so much better than Hill))

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