Brian's Campfire Thoughts

Alone
You are by yourself
mattering not physically
Your link in thoughts not found
you search for your lifetime
you hope to find the one
that will cure this illness
without an easy care
you have to suffer long enough
alone to deserve your match
for the freak has to suffer longer
but that will only make the cure
that much better
that cure, that which brings
my nirvana

the search for the cure is
a battle in life
looking for the one for you
you are too different to have
a match
you are timid to search
for exposing yourself brings
the criticism
the flaw of human society
the ability to stand up to society

Humans

We feel superior to all the other animals on this planet, mainly because we are more intelligent, domesticated, and sophisticated than them. The less intelligent of our planet are put on display in zoos, while the less intelligent of our race get special treatment. That does not make sense, we should give the creatures of less intelligence on this planet better treatment. When a person of the human race is just stupid, we look down upon them, but when they are considered mentally disabled, then we take special care of them. The stupid one might be on welfare and die because of their stupidity but none of us care, why? We kill creatures that are less intelligent every minute, and yet we think nothing of it because we are "above" them and that is just how things work in this world. But they shouldn't work that way, that is just how it came to be when the confused human race tried to evolve. We made ourselves into a mass race of inconsiderate "intelligent" creatures.

I Know

My senior regrets
always hacking at my soul
what's gone belonged to me
The painful remorse
makes my mid weak
when I think to hard I'm a freak
for falling in love
with the person you never knew
the person you never got to know
got to know
all the faces that saw to me
now bring back memories
while I am watching pornography
but all the faces you never knew
you'd wish there were more you got to know
got to know
the thought of the one you got to know
is clouded with stabbing to my brain
regrets of the past
become a parasite on my soul
from this point till my end
till the end
I know

Life

Growing up
Always learning
Mind expanding
Troubled times
Preparing us
Experiences unknown
Thoughts unclear
Our goal
Live through life

Lonely-Ship

This one way ship
leads me into insanity
for I am alone
Alone with my own mind

When the people are gone
myself has to talk with my mind
they quarreled more than my rents
did back in the day

my mind leads me down
path unknown
it has some covert plan
to overtake me and
being alone with my mind
will get the best of me

you are bored with yourself
you can't be bored with the world
so break out from captivity
go where my wind takes you

Memory

Things recalled
From my mind
Clouds of age
Keep doubt in mind
I remember a moment
I cried in remembrance
Thoughts of sadness fill my mind
As I think of the one who died
Or was it my first time...

Midnight Sky

As I view the world through a narrow portal that restricts me of expanding my mind, the stars shine resiliently with the perseverance of everlasting hope. As it obscures itself from the others, its other faceless half awaits its time in the cycle. It's bright colorless light shining down to the earth so brilliantly stirs thoughts of radiating excitement while I know its surface is rarely touched, it's face not often changed, for it is a desolate and solemn place.

Missing Love

My love is already there
It is waiting, and yearning
It is missing one thing
The physical being
I know the element that needs to exist
I hope for it to be filled soon
I know that person is out there
There will be a dawn of unification
That dawn will bring happiness forever
 

Nirvana

Your laughter at a friends joke
Your sigh of relief as you relax
Your smirk as you cruise in the countryside
Your smile as you listen to a great song
Your blissful pride as you earn your keep
Your tear as you share a moment with someone
Memories should not be forgotten...

Pondering

It's times like these
That aren't so hollow
My world is so peaceful
But my mind is full of thought
I ponder of things
That have yet to be sought
 

Procrastination

Always flying everywhere
Never was I prepared
I must have held up life
I became an odd one
All because I procrastinated life
I forgot to conform
I didn't want to conform
I hated the system
I knew it was corrupt

Rage

I feel that lust inside me
building every time you act
It fights to be freed
And when you feel you
Have had enough
Your body loses contact
From your brain
It just acts on instinct
Your brain is occupied
With all the hate
All the aggravation and tears
Of remorse and conflict
Your body freaks
On the next thing that moves
And after you regain control
Your brain catches up with
Your body...
What have I done!

Repeating Thought

I think of her so much
she throbs in my mind
I try to shove her out
But, persistent it is
I can't help it
Things happen unexplained
Those that remind me of her
She, her, that girl
I think of her....

Separation

Couple waiting for a Boeing
One talks of sewing
The other cares only for towing
But both love where they are going
together they go
They hope not to part
For the breakup would be tart
And the divorce would make
A scar for life on little Bart

Tear

A tear rolls away from my eye
It slowly and regretfully drops off my face
My face full of sadness and uncertainty
As the tear falls to splash into the ground
Millions of memories flash through my mind
Just as the tear crashes to the ground
A smile is spawned, as I remember you

The World Today

The world today. The people in it. Some have realized what is going on. They hate society and want it to change. But nothing is going to happen because of people stuck in today's world. The people in government who don't give a shit, the businessman who leads his single life into no where with his drinking problem, the "manly" man who beats women and drinks in repetition for his life, the self centered woman who thinks nothing should have changed for the status of the woman since back in the eighteen hundreds. These people are part of today's society. They are the majority. They are the plague.

© 2001 Brian