Sydney La Roche
Sydney La Roche Poems
|1.||Logic And Reason||9/27/2012|
|3.||Mistakes To Go Round||9/27/2012|
|6.||Gin And Rubicon||9/27/2012|
|7.||What Right Do You Have?||10/11/2012|
|9.||I Hate You||4/21/2013|
|11.||This Battle's Lost||10/27/2012|
|13.||Six Feet Underground||9/27/2012|
|15.||Cigarettes And Alcohol||4/21/2013|
Poverty. He wants me.
He infects me like HIV.
Like a cancer of the soul,
Of which I can't let go.
Poverty. He rapes me.
He comes into my heart.
He thrusts at me so hard,
That my frail body falls apart.
Poverty. He chains me.
He locks me in a bedsit.
He forces me to suck it
And throws up in my bucket.
Poverty. He fines me,
'Cause I haven't got enough
And he thinks I like it rough,
And he doesn't give a f*ck.
He's mugged me for my body,
And my mind he's taken from me
And he leaves his seed upon ...
Logic And Reason
Reason and logic are cruel mistresses.
Reality lures me into dangerous lands,
Like a flag for a bull, they wave their red dresses
And entrap me inside these razor-torn hands.
Every emotion is my lover,
For only emotions truly understand me.
These friends are more impulsive than any other.
They lead me away from mundane actualities.