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hooflip
hooflip
A mind in a man with one mouth and two hands / / https://soundcloud.com/hooflip
I EAT A SUBOXONE FOR LUNCH I THINK THAT IM GONNA THROW UP THATS A LOVELY BUZZ AND SIDE AFFECT OF BEING FORCED TO GROW UP I MISS BEING YOUNG IN SUMMER ONLY TWENTY ONE & BUMMED OUT ALWAYS SOMETHING WRONG & ITS MY FAULT I JUST KEEP FAULTING OUT & ALL THE LOVELY LADIES THAT IVE LOVED JUST THINK IM CRAZY CUZ MY LOVE AROUND THE CLOCK THE LOVE THEY GIVE TO ME IS LAZY & IT BREAKS ME, ALWAYS BREAKS ME, EVERY TIME IT FEELS THE SAME N IM ALIVE BUT DEAD INSIDE I GO OUTSIDE TO FEEL THE RAYS & I DISSOLVE DONT WANNA BE INVOLVED DESIRE TO EVOLVE I FEEL THE RAIN & CRACK A SMILE SYMBOLS INESCAPABLE ALWAYS FALL, FOREVER FALLEN NEVER FALLEN FOR I PLACE FLOWERS IN THE HINGES LATCHES OF YOUR LOCKING DOOR & I KNOW THAT THEYLL PROLLY DIE YEAH YOU WONT EVER WATER THEM BUT I JUST FIGURED MAYBE YOU MIGHT SMILE AT THE THOUGHT OF THEM & IF I COULD CONTROL ALL THESE EMOTIONS I COULD CALL YOU FRIEND IM SWEPT IN THE INTENSITY DEFENSLESS & A FALLEN MAN
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 5:23 AM UTC
Yup
Mind matter
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 8:28 AM UTC
Mind Matters
The me I am The me I was The work I do The drugs i've done
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 1:51 PM UTC
Untitled
Bring about the birds Get them singing with us now & bring about your worries Don’t you let them get you down just float it all away Another day will come to save you come to find you saved yourself Oh but where do I belong I guess in songs I guess i’ll really never know So I decide its best for me to let it go & float it all away I been thinking I been thinking Way to ******* much
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC
Float It All Away
Why Do I decide to struggle When every single nerve I got is locked under a buckle & every single word I seek to speak misses my mouth My actions brought about by thoughts My thoughts just seem to hang around im screaming in your eyes I’m lying stiff & dreaming In my mind I try to find my eyes Im hoping that you see me open them to know this life of mine still has some meaning even if these years keep piling twixt our bodies last meeting The heart I have is beating just enough to keep this breath in me If I could ask you’d say you havent seen me since the death of me & now theres just whats left of me & how it can’t communicate Enough to let you know, though what you say, I cannot rest in peace No it is not my time & time is ticking while my body lays the time inside my mind ill never find the time to explain The world that i’m engulfed in Hope you’ll never understand the feels of feeling without feelings Feels of holding without hands
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 5:40 PM UTC
Cerebromedullospinal Disconnection
I wish my drug habit was more like my writing habit Always thinking about it never doing it Everyone does the same thing different Everyone’s just the same thing different. You’re not trying to help me You’ll tug & pull my mind in the brittle state you kicked it in to simply get a leg up in your world They teach you leg down, leg up. I say fly, learn, leg up. **** you twisted ******* If they told you to **** the children you’d bow & slaughter, Manipulate your mind to find some sick morality in it & begin to push it upon the prey. The public, the prey. Tomato, tomato. You’re just waiting for a reason. & here I am hustling for my sanity because my medicine can be a deficit & those afflicted are quick to share the pain. Plug, unplugged. Imprisoned for operating at maximum capacity. You never got a word though, however broken you beheld me you ******* never got a word. You are undeserving, with my words you’ll inflict hurt & sir my words are solely surfaced for the drowning seeking earth.
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 5:20 PM UTC
Driving in my Car
I hung out with a friend the other day an old friend we used to walk around a small town at night like every step was the beginning to some great adventure we sat we talked of all thats been going on in our lives we smoked we sat we walked to his house at the desire of my mother not necessarily to be there but to be anywhere but here we arrived we sat he stayed on his phone for what turned into an hour "looking for something to do" I sat He said "I don't have anyone to hang out with" I sat He said "Shane, I have shane to hang out with" I am Shane I sat. Now I can't decide exactly what the problem is, am I so dreadfully boring one must rely on a circuit board escape plan to lead them to others less so or is my friend improper company for myself would have thought of any of this if I had a phone myself? or would I have written it right there on the spot? Who knows we smoked I walked home, alone & happy to be though I couldn't help but notice all the pretty faces eating ice cream along the way I tried to sing for their attention they laughed I smiled & walked away atleast I made some sort of impression, eh? my friend & I shall meet again & no matter how it goes, I know this is the type of friend who will visit me on my deathbed, or I his. I suppose I am just shaken by the contrast of the time spent then & the time spent now I arrive home I lock the door to stop the echoes of fear from flogging my mother I sleep
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 6:17 PM UTC
Who Knows
Poetry
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Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC
Hello
You need: "What's up?" You don't: "Get ******
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Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 10:36 AM UTC
Need
What                                       A               *******                               Night
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Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 8:46 AM UTC
Whew...