ANTI-VIRUS

the first shot has been fired, the question is, how will she respond.

Anti-virus

Vengeance, oh how bitter sweet, as one two, BAM, students compete

One has rep, the other flow, I stare her down and this she knows

But this is not what it’s about, but I still laugh, watching her shout

Takes it for hers, haha, no chance, I took more than just one glance

Screenplay is mine, based off cartoon, draw your gun, it is high noon

Ten paces back, to late you’re there, bullets in back, fired from stares

Angry tirade inside the crowed, yet you stand there a silenced sound

Speak but my words back me up, fingers, keyboard, call my bluff

No chance in hell, you’ll pull this off, with my words coming out as coughs

Bacteria spread by just your voice, now school wide, all but rejoice

Announcements, oh my god the hate, hearing your voice, we go irate

Screw swine flu, you are the plague, now your life lines grow so vague

Everyday, we feel the pain, blood boils inside our veins

But I don’t speak out just for me, but for others who can’t get free

So many speak, but cannot face, in front of you, a shattered vase

You see that it is just not I, but you’ve created this divide

Between soldiers, this battleground, boom boom bang bang, gunfire sounds

Anger bleeds out through our tears, we know the cause but feel no fear

Anti-virus for this plague, come on speak up, first move’s been made

-Carlos “House” Gerardo

TEARDROPS

Teardrops

tears ball up
i hold them back
sitting with friend
but i feel no slack

about to burst
but cannot here
inside this class
they'll mock my tears

poetry is
what gets me through
ha ha i laugh
what can i do

i grab my pen
holding my tongue
towards my head
are the pointed guns

russian roulette
bang bang one shot
six empty spaces
only one filled slot

with this space
comes the end of might
all will is gone
with reason to fight

life in itself
is a deadly game
but is it of yours
or others blame

the thoughts which
make me feel this way
no reasons but
somehow i fray

the voices AHHH
i want to scream
but can't think now
nightmares from dreams

-Carlos "House" Gerardo

TIDAL WAVES

this is also another for my stories, it is used to show my character at his breaking point

Tidal Waves

Anger, hatred, let me free, into this, one world, meant for me

pert of, the few, not let go, if on-ly, you could, see me flow

in this, harsh world, with high tides, waters, hiding, how i've cried

oceans, wept out, for my tears, lyrics, sprouted, eyeliner smeared

anger, hatred, let me free, into this, one world, meant for me

you see i, am a-bout to break, under, this shroud, oh so fake

some will, call it, human need, but watch me, as i, sit and bleed

cut through, my wrists, with this blade, time just, goes on, lifeline fades

anger, hatred, let me free, into this, one world, meant for me

i am part, of a, dead-ly race, the speed ra-cer, held in place

but the, whistle, has just blown, tires, flattened, cause unknown

they just, left me, right be-hind, expel, these thoughts, from my mind

anger, hatred, let me free, into this, one world, meant for me

trying to, catch up, with my fate, there is much, i need, to debate

i de-fine, my, lifelong path, drowning, within, my bloodbath

all these, cruel thoughts, fill my head, my mind, is al-ready dead

anger, hatred, let me free, into this, one world, meant for me

many, shun me, for my thoughts, when few, know how, i have fought

right here, just to, stay alive, want to, end it, still i thrive

nonex-istence, biggest fear, love to, breath, but hate to tear

anger, hatred, let me free, into this, one world, meant for me

with these, oceans, tidal waves, i stand, my ground, acting brave

courage, knowledge, all of these slide, knocked out, as this, wave collides

i write as, these were, my last jots, in a, world bli-stering hot

anger, hatred, let me free, into this, one world, meant for me

my heart, bleeds out, no more flow, but this world, will not, let me go

this is, how i, spend my time, expressing, my thoughts, through this rhyme

acting, as my, sharpened blade, cutting, my wrists, blood homemade

anger, hatred, let me free, into this, one world, meant for me

things change, so fast, over time, you will, never, see me shine

my life, has al-ready passed, my nu-ckles, impaled with glass

my strength, weakened, from these signs, my life, a dead-ly design

still i, sit here, bullet through head, did you not, realize, i was dead

these were my, last words, on this sphere..........who thought the, end would, be so near

-Carlos "House" Gerardo