These are various selections of poetry as written by myself, Syth. Some are based on personal experiences, some are not. I will not tell you which are or aren't. I will let you decide that.

To quote journalist Dean Gagnon, who interviewed Syth for PULSE Niagara magazine (in an article on 'Angels of Addiction' v1.0), July 12, 2001:

"...this extremely dark place where daylight never reaches, known as Syth's mind..."

Again.

That is for you to decide.

Enjoy.

Or be disgusted.

It's your dime...

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SYTH-IZMS/Random & Irrelevant Thoughts of a Leviathan:

...reality is a charade which we spend our whole lives trying to guess.
...my body is my playground.
...obscenity is a gift.
...when you say 'i love you', do you say it to enlighten me or convince yourself?
...i left the next morning because anything else would have been fake.
...your eyes must be mirrors for they reflect what i feel - pain, fear, confusion, mistrust.
...i swallowed my pride once - it made me vomit.
...the world is suffering from an acute case of penis envy.
...you cannot make love - only uncover it.
...my only drug is your smile.
...if you knew how much i loved you, you'd probably hate me.
...dreaming hurts more than living.
...in love you can always do better - but is better what you need?
...if at first you don't succeed - suck me.
...change - everyone wants it but few can accept it.
...everyone wants to be unique - as long as everyone else is exactly the same
...man's greatest gift - his eagerness to follow. man's greatest flaw - his inability to lead.
...you force feed me hate, then condemn when i vomit.
...your physical beauty is controlled by my eyes. if they are strong you are beautiful. if i am blind, you have nothing and an ugly woman could be you.
...who says that dogs are dumber than humans? how many times have you seen a german shepherd attack a golden retriever because of the colour of its fur? they just sniff each other's asses and go about their way.
...there will never be a perfect world - there are too many people afraid that if the world truly was perfect, then their own imperfections would prevent them from joining.
...we spend our entire lives trying to find that extra second of happiness, instead of spending our extra seconds looking for an entire life of happiness...