You..
My little liquor drink.
What the **** was I thinking?
Sinking in the sand.
Well I'll be ******
The lonely hearts club band
Needed a front man.
And me? I'm the poster child.
You're supposed to go wild,
But you lost control,
And you roll like thunder.
Wonder where you've been,
Since we're over my thumb,
Cause you're under my skin.
You continue to crawl
Cause I've been through it all,
And you win when you fall.
Its a sin if you call it a day
When you're halfway there.
That they stare, who really cares?
You dare
To defy me,
Try me on for size?
For shame.
Just a piece of the puzzle,
Was apart of the game,
And I tame no emotion.
Oceans coming in waves.
Break down in case of emergency.
Its urgent we use these electrons
To walk upon the earth.
Energy rebirth.
We curse,
We cry,
At first you die inside,
But you ride it through.
And you..
My little liquor drink.
I refuse to let you be the one
That puts me sick in the sink.
I'm addicted to thinking
That if the universe is bursting,
Then the world is shrinking.
Tinker with what you will.
A stinker with time to ****
Thats all I was, now send me the bill.
And you
Go down so smooth
On the rocks
More often than not.
I forgot what felt like,
The stuper that cupid
Shoots you with is stupid.
To be concluded..
Just kidding, you did.
You, my little liquor drink
I refuse let you be the one
That puts me sick in the sink.
Slippin the pink;
I played for keeps,
And now this guitar weeps for me gently,
This reality was meant to be.
It sent for me.
I went to see the Oracle,
She said that it was horrible.
Ignore the ******** because
What I was gonna be hit with,
I could slip and slide
And send myself off of the deep end.
If we spend the energy
On what we pretend to be.
You can mend it and mould it,
And then you can hold it.
The coldest of souls
Will stoke up the coals
Because they're supposed to.
Roast you like a pig
Who was raised for bacon.
Wine and dine the swine,
So 69 and switch your line of sight.
Divine is right.
Maybe one day I might care.
Until then I'll send you a letter.
Get better
From Paradise to Nightmare.
No, I don't fight fair.
Tear you to shreds,
Embed it in your head
That you're dead to me.
What you said to me,
Its all been disregarded.
Even thinking that I may be
Broken hearted..
Nope. Only ********
Ope.. I just farted
Even my behind started
Talking **** about you.✌
Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 11:41 PM UTC
Been sending myself
Because I'm supposed to.
I've been summoned somewhere else
And I'm going postal.
Most of the time
My mind is trying to concentrate,
But when it comes to you
There's nothing left to
Contemplate.
I know.. I know
We said that we would take it slowly,
But you know me,
How these thoughts arise.
Split down the middle,
It'll hurt like a *****
Just a little bit,
And baby I apologize.
I am not quite cauterized.
Hold on too tight and
Its a white knuckle love,
But I wanna roll on
So let me just buckle up.
Cause I'm in it till the end,
I wanna be your friend.
Even if this is a dream,
Can we play pretend?
I know.. I know
We said that we would take it slowly,
But you know me,
How these thoughts arise.
Split down the middle,
It'll hurt like a *****
Just a little bit,
And baby I apologize.
I am not quite cauterized.
Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC
Dont mean to toot my own horn;
To shoot my own ****
To pop my own corn...
But I believe I need a pat on the back
Cause I'm madder than a hatter
As a matter of fact
Ransacked and back at it
Attack attack get back you animals
Crack you in the mandible
With an upper cut with words
With what you heard
Preferred hermit crab
Dab at home alone
With Joe Peschi
Freshly squeezed ecstacy
In the strawberry field next to me
Resurrecting complexity
In depth perception is the equivalent to *** to me
Get to be **** with what you sputter out
Sssstutter nnnow that I mmmmention it
Leave you hanging like a suspension bridge
Ascension is essentially but a smidge of what it is
To be star
Who we are to a blind man
On this very night can
Divinely define us
Or confine us
But if you combine whats
Up and what's in
You win infinity times
Subliminal criminal
Killing it for a living now
Separate the syllables
Take what you're giving out
Prescription is refillable
Your own medicine
Your *** is what your head is in
We needed Nicky Tesla
**** a Thomas Edison
**** decrepit specimen
Might've made the mess we're in
A little more avoidable
Maybe make it Enjoyable to be from planet earth
The worst dirt pile I've seen in a while
Squandering potential
Pondering presidential
Candidates made of hate
Divided states of Emergency
Divergency is urgent we
Could be so much more than self importance
Hordes of the masses finally off their *****
And protesting the fact that we aren't but packs of classes
He is me as you are he as you are me and we are all together
Every time
If the weather is fine or not
We got to stop this **** poor metamorphasis
For the better its imperative we live
It's just something that I repeat to me
We cannot add division
If we want to live in peace
Equally.
Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 4:00 PM UTC
I guess I need to confess that this immaculate mess is mine
I'm blessed with the burden that's so divine
Like growing vines that encase you
Replace who makes you wait two times as long
Rhyme a song, find a **** and hoot it
Life's the **** so shoot it
Who knew that you would be
So blue doing what you were created for
I hate it more than I love it
Covet not
Pop shove it
Stop taking all the credit
Or I'll edit you out
Embedded in doubt
Have you ever drowned in a drought?
Some people call it the pasties
The way they see me is their own business
I live this particular way
Because it was how I was made
Blame the manufacturer
Mother nature fractured her brain
The rain, it cleanses
Life through new lenses
This world needs a bath
To wash away the senseless
Defenseless against the dark arts
There's hard parts of the head
Starts out red
But it slowly flows from a blood rose to burgundy
Heard it from me
The colour pallet awaiting the paint canvas
**** this train of thought went from Katmandu to Kansas
I cant stand this
How its all jumbled and mumbled together
Whether or not it fits the plot is obsolete
Not so sweet with the transitions as far as the topic goes
It stops it goes
It's hot it's cold
I do not know where these thoughts grow
Though I'm content with whatever the noggin sent
To the mouth hole
Like my vocabulary got a toboggan sled
And rode it to the south pole
Faster than Clark Griswald with his fancy *** sled wax
That tore down the mountain with lightning speed
It's frightening we'd
Do something so unrealistic because we sit
Amidst this oblong box
Listen to these odd, long talks
And say hey, they did it, why cant we
How bad could it be?
National lampoon did it flawlessly.
I thought that he was going to discuss
What the fuss is about
But now, how wide we've strayed
Played his word game
This is an absurd sane
Must be crazy
But it don't phase me
Cause I know one day, you'll have nothing to say
And you'll attempt to paraphrase me
Saves me the head and the heart ache
Taking the time to lay low
In this forsaken day glow
Swim over to Havana
Have a banana with Jose Conseco
Hey go on and on
Like donkey kong
Sing me the donkey song
You know, by blue rodeo?
Oh we go on for days
In this phase of saying whatever comes to mind
Have some of mine
The thought process of this confession
Was nothing but
What?
Merely electricity
Created almost instantly
The consistency as you can see
Is never there but I never care
Ever stare at your own hands when you're not high
I am every single line that my thumb has defined
Deoxyribonucleic acid trip
Hey hey hey that just mean DNA
We can play because of this double helix
I can feel it
So surreal its as though I know myself through code
I could explode and I would be only mathematically scattered
I'm flattered that you might feel bad but you're
Overthinking it
Trust me I know
Because I have the capacity
Not to let me demons show
Its me that goes all this way
Monthly second Sundays
To say whatever the hell I have to
Have a laugh or two
Between these increments of sadness
This attraction to madness
Is tearing me limb from limb
Not being a simpleton
It's not an easy task
Ask me about the weather
And I'll mentally kick your ***
PASS
On to the next subject
Ejected that last *** hat because
He was too plain yogurt
If I could have a super power
It would be a one punch, with no hurt
Just to assert logic and rationality
To take you out of your shoes
And place you in reality
Now that we can free you of your amigo
The ego
Can we go on with this metamorphosis
And realise how **** poor this is
Of course this is not the zenith
To how we live
It's a semi civilized society at best
Dividing and devising
Study for the riot test
Curve your enthusiasm with a lyrical ******
Have em once a day like vitamins
The devil, I'll invite him in
Just to look and see what evil truly wants from me
Haunting me constantly
Cant we see that these demons
Even though they're within us
We cannot let them win us
Thus, Me.
I befriend the deep end
The creatures of the week end
We spend a tremendous part of living
Not forgiving ourselves
For **** we had no control over
I'm ******* over it
No longer sober
For I've felt the weight without a crutch
It's such a heavy head to carry
Variables and hairy situations
Enter the train station
Every single person here needs a brain vacation
Its the moderation that gets me in trouble
Double the dose it goes slower the time
When you're intertwined with cloud nine
I'm proud that I have recognized
What resides inside of me
Leo is the lion
But I have no pride to be
The drunken king of the jungle
Iron fist in a stumble
Mumble something dumb Full of myself but I can still be humble
Dumbledore's sorting hat would slither me in
To slitheryn
For what consists inside of me
I need something to wither in
Considering the very thing that keeps me here is fear.
So to the wolves, throw me
They'll treat me like Mogli
So rogue, I know there's no home to go to
Though I know where I don't belong
I cannot be wrong
I am crucial to the universe Believe it till I'm in the hearse
Because the worst is always right there Don't agree
We don't have a word for good dreams,
Cause all we know are nightmares
And I care about it all
I feel the globe in my dome
Actually the galaxy
Is right inside my iris, see?
He who tries to convince me otherwise
With realise that these teal eyes
Keep me safe inside these surreal lies
Why?
Well to recreate this spoken poem
I think I'm from a broken home.
Not in the aspect that my dad wrecked
What it means to be a father.
I could bring it up, but **** it,
Why should I even bother.
But what I meant to mean is this,
And I ain't trying to diss,
Mom gets involved with a man with money
This life is a joke
And **** its not funny.
He drinks, he drives, he can't see his greed.
He's the reason Alice Cooper wrote
Only Women Bleed
Needed a way out, maybe an outlet
Out to get out of it, and I'm **** well proud of it
How?
Because I get to portray the way you see me.
I don't manifest the detested specimen I'm in.
In fact, I act according to whatever state your head is in.
I'd rather adapt than have to illustrate where the hate originates.
Open the flood gates and explain why the bud makes me feel great.
I'm not okay, and that's just fine.
I wouldn't ask for another life, I want mine
Cause when you combine
Pain and pleasure
It's something you can't measure
You pass gas and someone acts like you're a national treasure.
Better to be loathed for how you help your head
Than to be loved for every little word you've said.
Instead of getting upset, I just like to get high.
It's more socially appropriate
Opposed to sitting inside to cry.
I'm over it, the sober, it's
No life for me
I'd like to see
The colours that only live inside my fantasized make believe
Why? Because I'm alive, god ******
I can live in moderation
You need to work hard to get that californication
No predestination
I create what I want to know
For it goes to show this
Life is thinking that we know bliss
Robbed of what we long for
As if we don't notice
But it's this ******** that we call self
That calls you a ***** and you don't need no help
Because in the end if you depend upon anyone but you
You're hoping that another soul with get you through
Whatever happens to occur
Sure we all could use assistance
But when it's persistent
Then what
Putt putt putt like the little train
Who couldn't do anything by himself
Who would often complain
Drive everyone insane
Till the coffin's a gain
Hey that aint me.
I'm looking for the middle ground
A happy little place where I can make a little sound
So profoundly wound up
I'd hate to unravel
We all want stability
With the ability to travel
To the far off lands that no man has tampered with
To get the whiff of damp air
That the rains just gave you
It will save you
The grave, dude, is a way that you
Give back to the world
And as your body unfurls,
Your presence does not.
Physically you are distant
But never in thought.
Who you are, and what you do,
Will live on
So live long, as long as you can.
Sell your **** quit your job and buy yourself a van,
And when you get to the end, lend it to some man
Who truly believes he has nothing more to see.
For this man was you.
This mind set, I've sorry, guessing you've been lured in.
I'll leave you to rest
Of the Blessing and the Burden.
Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 1:25 PM UTC
Please excuse me,
I am loyal.
I'm a jester,
And you're a royal,
But I'm no fool,
And you are not my queen.
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 5:40 PM UTC
Out of all the things in this world to fear,
Most of us are afraid to love.
We feel like we've been set ablaze,
Never to raise from ash,
But we've only felt the burn.
It was your turn.
You were meant to be broken,
Only to prove how durable you are.
A smooth sea does not make the sailor.
So take every last one of those toxic thoughts
Put them all in a box and light a match
Because that is not what you are.
You are the culmination of everything before you,
And everything you endure,
Thus making you the vessel of love.
If the people who created you
No longer reside side by side,
Just remember that the entire universe
Went out of its way to send two souls
Through eventual agony
Just for the opportunity to bring you upon this Earth.
You never asked to be born,
You didn't request to live,
So why would you spend your entire being
Questioning why you're here.
Give yourself a purpose to this world.
They can only guide you, but you,
You are the only person you truly have to listen to.
There is everyone else in this world, and there is you.
You can take everything that you've heard,
The compliments, the ridicule,
The encouragement, the hindrance,
And then how it all effects how you live your life
Is how you choose to react to it.
Prove them all, right and wrong.
This is hardly poetry at all, I know
But I don't care if anyone feels this,
This is how I feel.
When this began, there was no premeditation
As to how the structure of this would go.
I merely pour myself out like a kettle
Onto this digital loose leaf for me.
As time goes on, I'll grow morose
For no apparent reason.
The subconscious haunts us.
The weight of the world,
The burden of childhood,
And the load of adulthood
Will wear your head down
Until your teeth become the remnants of sidewalk chalk,
And when that happens, play hopscotch.
There isn't much in this world to look to,
So you make **** sure that it is you.
You, you bodacious, beautiful being that you are.
Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 1:02 PM UTC
I do not apologize
For feeling what I became.
You have these words
That seem absurd
All to **** my name.
As I journey through the past,
I barely know its me,
As I sit and read
This artful plead
That I called my poetry.
But now that I reflect
And I slowly start to see,
Just how rough this life just was,
And how hard I was on me.
My bones remain unbroken,
My body still in tact,
Though through my work
Those demons lurk,
Assuring I'm about to crack.
But today, it seems so clear
that really what I need,
Is not to drown myself in beer
And suffocate with ****
There's nothing really
All that wrong
With a bottle and a bowl,
Until you find you lose your mind
With lacking self control.
Zero or Ten
That is but me
There is no
In between.
The colours that define
How I spend my time
Could be described
In black and green.
This poem is not for you,
As it had no pre-existence,
This is off the top of my noggin
To help me with resistance.
To show me that it was not okay,
But now it's all alright,
I've proven that a broken soldier
Can still live on to fight.
Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 1:44 PM UTC
It's hard to smile when I'm told
That everything I love in life somehow determines where I go
When this life expires
And my body retires
Its either God at the pearly gates
Or decades of hell fire?
Everything I do could be considered a sin
The list is never ending I dont even know where to begin.
Beers, ****
Need for speed,
Breeding greed ,
Evil deeds.
People see the world
As some sort of mystery.
We can perfect the future
If we analyze our history.
I know I'm not perfect,
Which brings me that much closer to perfection.
A resurrection
Has a definition of rising from the dead.
Jesus said,
"See this bread? Its my body Now let me be inside you.
Drink my blood
Do everything as I do."
I told my teacher when I was 7
I don't want to go to heaven.
Begging for your forgiveness,
I will never live this down.
I'll take it to my grave
No matter where it may take me.
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 12:48 PM UTC
I wish that I was a book.
I'd read the ending first,
To see if it all gets better,
Or if everything gets worse.
Happy little tragedy,
That everything I love
Happens to be
Bad for me.
Considered Shakespearian,
Depending on what year I'm in.
Hear me in your head,
I'm something you've read.
Wisdom is sung,
Nonsense is said.
I don't wanna ruin it,
But I edited the part
With you in it,
And now I can lie to the world
About how we met.
Stabbed me in the paperback.
So many pages saved for that.
I gotta say,
You are my favourite regret.
Tossed me away,
Like a tattered novel
On the shelf.
Turning the page,
And I'm on another chapter.
Over heartbreak,
Onto laughter.
An autobiography
Writes itself.
Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 12:35 AM UTC
It feels like it's been
An eternity or two
Since I had you.
Intertwined,
Body and mind,
With you know who.
And then it happened,
Like a moment passing by.
At this point in time,
It seemed so divine,
And I don't know why.
I caught her scent;
An aroma emitting intelligence.
4 years later, it makes no sense.
Like a mystic riddle without suspense.
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 4:18 PM UTC