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Phantasmagoria - c. 1996. The nature of existence? History? Humanity? Everyone interprets this one differently. All I can really say it means is the feeling you get when you read it.
To the Fallen - c. 1997. An ode to failed empires, collapsed totalitarian governments, and alternative rhyme schemes.
The Dream - c. 1998. An actual dream I had. The words followed and I absolutely needed to write them down. Of course, my 10th grade English teacher thought I was on drugs and I got sent to the counselor... again.
Masters - c. 1998-99. Lyrics about rising up from metaphysical oppression, destroying one's captors, and giving in to the desire to euthanize the more pathetic individuals in your life.
Severance - c. 1998-99. Ever get what you want, and then find it terrifies you? Musings on such, and on death, and on experimental rhyme schemes.
Waiting - c. 1998-99. What is it you feel while watching the sun set? Do your yearnings seem more painful? Does life seem more delicious? Do you feel both at once, like I do? It's just that feeling I have no words for... but this is my attempt to put words to it.
The Sea - c. 1998-99. Toying with language and moods and dark imagery.
Gallows - c. 1999-2000. Don't judge others in haste; none of our hands are entirely clean. I wrote this in the span of a day and then got stuck for a year on the last verse. And it's been ages, and I do consider this finished, but I may feel another coming on...
Delusions For The Common Good - c. 2000. Frustration at those lacking in imagination, and thinking they know best for others. No one has the right to limit the world in the name of someone else's perceived helplessness.
A Poet's Law - c. 2000. Musings on my craft, in the form of a sonnet. This may have been for my junior year English class, but I don't remember whether it was an assignment or not.
Pretend - c. 2000-01. Musings on the darkness in my heart, and how I wish that, sometimes, my inner demons would just give me a break for a while...
I Am The Flood - c. 2000-01. Taking life at the cost of a piece of your own soul, and the inevitable horror and regret which follows.
Carnivore X - c. 2000-01. Bitter, insensitive, and unapologetic ode to survival of the fittest.
Days Of Affliction - c. 2003. Attempting to capture the feel of clinical depression and the general angst that has clung to me for most of my life.
Stagnant Pool - c. 2004. Expressing my rage at complacency in an admittedly vulgar manner.
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