Cold-Burning Futility

ChyllTyrant · 10-02-2004, 01:06 PM

Cold-Burning Futility (And Waking Up To Someone You Don’t Even Know)

waking up slowly to empty bottles
watching as slowly centuries hobble
watching as the sentries hobble
back from a battle field
of the enemy’s model

my head aches
so that no pain is equal
seeing that
it’s all the same in people
familiar faces
same small needle

i can’t see straight anymore burned coal everywhere and ash and dust as at dusk
people go to sleep move around the same places seeing the same faces
the basis of tasteless creations my train of thought races
do i know you? do i know you? do i know you?

no
wait a second...

no
burning cold everywhere

and ass at dusk
when we do the damn thing
til we pull a hamstring
people wake up
wake and bake
around the same places see the same faces
do you know me? do you know them? do you know us?

in your heart lies four chambers
the four layers of pain
the three layers of skin
plus the fat

the last chance to pull away with the knife

in your head lies two poles of emotion
love and hate

choose which side your on

in your soul lies forgiveness
but i sold my soul a long time ago

so pull away with that metaphoric knife and choose wisely
because i’d like this part to be forgotten about

a pause in the reactions is not grounds for calling it a new cause

but you, of course, chose to doze off a little bit more
and in your closed eyes i saw the woes and your little bitch snore
so i set down my bong and closed my mouth
as the last bit of smoke escaped my nostrils
hoes will be hoes even those on the couch
pain as in hospitals pain as in lost thrill

everybody thinks they're saving the world

all that i can ask now...
is why did you make me smoke my last satchel before you dipped?
...cheapskate

just out for the cheese cake

edited in five lines: "everybody thinks they're saving the world"... "when we do the damn thing", "til we pull a hamstring"... "wake and bake"... "just out for the cheese cake"...

Quotive · 10-02-2004, 01:24 PM

lol i found this piece to be funny..

I'm guessing you WERE high in the process of writing this? A keystyle maybe? Eh.. whatever..

"in your soul lies forgiveness
but i sold my soul a long time ago"

That made me think.. I like these two lines a lot man. This is reminiscent(sp) of your older work I used to read on here. Glad to see you still sticking with your own style, and not BS love/hate poems. Good drop Chyll..

ChyllTyrant · 10-02-2004, 01:36 PM

lol, i was hungover when i wrote this... i got drunk last night on 8 beers, on all time low... but it might be due to the fact that i funneled all of them within an hour, and then smoked four dutches.

so i woke up feeling groggy, but for some reason inspired to write about what would have happened if i had woke up to find out that i had slept with one of the chicks that were over last night.

i personally like the prose-style stanza a lot...

i can’t see straight anymore burned coal everywhere and ash and dust as at dusk
people go to sleep move around the same places seeing the same faces
the basis of tasteless creations my train of thought races
do i know you? do i know you? do i know you?

that's why i used it twice...

but anyways, thanks for reading, i'm glad you enjoyed it...

and yes it was a keystyle...

PEACE

Quotive · 10-02-2004, 01:54 PM

Haha knew it. Good job man.. Interesting.

BrokenSoul8604 · 10-02-2004, 02:40 PM

yes...after the first few lines, i knew exactly where this was going, and trust me i can relate lol....

"waking up slowly to empty bottles"

and

"my head aches
so that no pain is equal
seeing that
it’s all the same in people
familiar faces"

oh yea...definately the thoughts of someone who had a little too much fun the last night....

hangovers are no fun...but well worth it...

Stay up

God bless

UFO the Phoenix · 10-02-2004, 06:23 PM

ok this was different....I like the way this started...caught me off guard...then you started right into your story...diggin that

cant say I can relate to this but I can recall back in the day when I use to go out clubbin and remember the hangover that followed

this was a interest approach to that concept

not my style but I can respect your work

PEACE AND GODBLESS

6ftground · 10-03-2004, 08:00 PM

cHYLL THIS PICE WAS TIGHT... At first i thought it was hells dsciption... i don't know....
The structure and flow went together nicely... the story alone kept me reading and it make you wonder about society today... this piece made me go there..... nice drop! i got a story to... its called sucka attack... it has a part two... peace

Mind~$oul · 10-04-2004, 05:23 AM

As a fellow alcoholic, I understand where you were coming from with this piece. Always admire the way you describe the things you see and go through.

"in your soul lies forgiveness
but i sold my soul a long time ago"

^powerful

One luv

Cockmaster700 · 10-04-2004, 07:59 AM

look ROCAWEAR on the block everywhere is worn//torn my shirt now scorn as a jerk in raggedy clothes a tragedy with woes// goes from rag to riches in rap drag bitches by feet//eat spinach defeat and diminish// cats like popeye I'm a hot guy had a pot pie for lunch with punch// munch on frito lay//

10-02-2004, 01:06 PM	#1 (permalink)
ChyllTyrant AmIEternalOrAnEternalist? Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Syracuse, NY Posts: 830	Cold-Burning Futility Cold-Burning Futility (And Waking Up To Someone You Don’t Even Know) waking up slowly to empty bottles watching as slowly centuries hobble watching as the sentries hobble back from a battle field of the enemy’s model my head aches so that no pain is equal seeing that it’s all the same in people familiar faces same small needle i can’t see straight anymore burned coal everywhere and ash and dust as at dusk people go to sleep move around the same places seeing the same faces the basis of tasteless creations my train of thought races do i know you? do i know you? do i know you? no wait a second... no burning cold everywhere and ass at dusk when we do the damn thing til we pull a hamstring people wake up wake and bake around the same places see the same faces do you know me? do you know them? do you know us? in your heart lies four chambers the four layers of pain the three layers of skin plus the fat the last chance to pull away with the knife in your head lies two poles of emotion love and hate choose which side your on in your soul lies forgiveness but i sold my soul a long time ago so pull away with that metaphoric knife and choose wisely because i’d like this part to be forgotten about a pause in the reactions is not grounds for calling it a new cause but you, of course, chose to doze off a little bit more and in your closed eyes i saw the woes and your little bitch snore so i set down my bong and closed my mouth as the last bit of smoke escaped my nostrils hoes will be hoes even those on the couch pain as in hospitals pain as in lost thrill everybody thinks they're saving the world all that i can ask now... is why did you make me smoke my last satchel before you dipped? ...cheapskate just out for the cheese cake edited in five lines: "everybody thinks they're saving the world"... "when we do the damn thing", "til we pull a hamstring"... "wake and bake"... "just out for the cheese cake"... __________________ Twyll The ChyllTyrant aka Verbal Kynt aka Soul Prophet aka Wally Wigglez And Like That... He's Gone The greatest trick the devil ever pulled, was convincing the world he didn't exist. http://www.myspace.com/twyllthechylltyrant http://www.myspace.com/realninjtruth http://www.soundclick.com/tyrantny Last edited by ChyllTyrant; 10-02-2004 at 03:28 PM.

10-02-2004, 01:36 PM	#3 (permalink)
ChyllTyrant AmIEternalOrAnEternalist? Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Syracuse, NY Posts: 830	lol, i was hungover when i wrote this... i got drunk last night on 8 beers, on all time low... but it might be due to the fact that i funneled all of them within an hour, and then smoked four dutches. so i woke up feeling groggy, but for some reason inspired to write about what would have happened if i had woke up to find out that i had slept with one of the chicks that were over last night. i personally like the prose-style stanza a lot... i can’t see straight anymore burned coal everywhere and ash and dust as at dusk people go to sleep move around the same places seeing the same faces the basis of tasteless creations my train of thought races do i know you? do i know you? do i know you? that's why i used it twice... but anyways, thanks for reading, i'm glad you enjoyed it... and yes it was a keystyle... PEACE __________________ Twyll The ChyllTyrant aka Verbal Kynt aka Soul Prophet aka Wally Wigglez And Like That... He's Gone The greatest trick the devil ever pulled, was convincing the world he didn't exist. http://www.myspace.com/twyllthechylltyrant http://www.myspace.com/realninjtruth http://www.soundclick.com/tyrantny

10-02-2004, 02:40 PM	#5 (permalink)
BrokenSoul8604 Apparently Emotionless Join Date: Sep 2004 Location: DMI~ Posts: 705	yes...after the first few lines, i knew exactly where this was going, and trust me i can relate lol.... "waking up slowly to empty bottles" and "my head aches so that no pain is equal seeing that it’s all the same in people familiar faces" oh yea...definately the thoughts of someone who had a little too much fun the last night.... hangovers are no fun...but well worth it... Stay up God bless __________________ A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.

10-02-2004, 06:23 PM	#6 (permalink)
UFO the Phoenix I DONT BELIEVE IN ALIENS! Join Date: Aug 1999 Location: Oceanside CA USA Posts: 2,965	ok this was different....I like the way this started...caught me off guard...then you started right into your story...diggin that cant say I can relate to this but I can recall back in the day when I use to go out clubbin and remember the hangover that followed this was a interest approach to that concept not my style but I can respect your work PEACE AND GODBLESS __________________ *The Truth isn't out there because its already landed and the Truth is:* JESUS CHRIST Oddie Sloan

10-03-2004, 08:00 PM	#7 (permalink)
6ftground MC-KHP Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: 3 story house by the mountains Posts: 1,758	cHYLL THIS PICE WAS TIGHT... At first i thought it was hells dsciption... i don't know.... The structure and flow went together nicely... the story alone kept me reading and it make you wonder about society today... this piece made me go there..... nice drop! i got a story to... its called sucka attack... it has a part two... peace __________________ DaMiddleFinger

10-04-2004, 05:23 AM	#8 (permalink)
Mind~$oul I'm Pretty Join Date: Apr 2001 Location: North Memphis BITCH! Posts: 17,145	As a fellow alcoholic, I understand where you were coming from with this piece. Always admire the way you describe the things you see and go through. "in your soul lies forgiveness but i sold my soul a long time ago" ^powerful One luv __________________ "Everybody wanna be a nicca, but don't nobody wanna be a nicca"-Paul Mooney "I tried to live right, but society aint made for niccas to live right"-Joe Budden

10-04-2004, 07:59 AM	#9 (permalink)
Cockmaster700 Registered User Join Date: Feb 2004 Posts: 2,048	look ROCAWEAR on the block everywhere is worn//torn my shirt now scorn as a jerk in raggedy clothes a tragedy with woes// goes from rag to riches in rap drag bitches by feet//eat spinach defeat and diminish// cats like popeye I'm a hot guy had a pot pie for lunch with punch// munch on frito lay//

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