hello thank you for calling the brain service line
where we help you fix your mind in time for a rhyme
what can I do for you?

Yes thank you got taking my call
I'm flustered you see, I don't know what to do at all
see my brain and heart are on two different pages
I go from happy to lonely to flying onto irrelevant rages

Ohh yes we've been flooded with your problem lately
we don't have a solution that can work
Well can you give me advice?
Maybe...

I'd advise trying to focus on life itself
but my heart keeps desiring someone with which to build an empire of wealth
well I can't help you sir, but I wish you good luck
thanks ma'am, I'm gloomy as ****

We're so so very sorry
but the poets brain you've requested is currently under maintenance.
We do apologize for this but
he really is down for the count
not the puppet but he is broken and fatigued
tired of putting words into verse, at least until his head and art get back into sync I think I need rehabilitation from my own head creating is a burden I'm certain that I'm not even that good anymore when I was just starting I was full of life and vigor...
now I just feel like a chore,
someone else's mess to clean up...

I have oh so many thoughts and feelings,
Hundreds and thousands,
Millions and billions,
But can i put them into words?
No
Not at all
*Never

Therapy Session

What's the point of explaining
When all I get is you're ****** in the head
I feel like a caged animal forced to write **** by my own hands
I'm an ******* and no one seems to believe expect those who listen, and take me seriously when I say I ******* hate the world  
Well allow me to play the role
Of deacon blues
Because you need to vent
As I do
There's a hole in my head
The size of San Andreas
I know I'm not at fault
But I can't help but to take it to heart
A lost cause taking steps to my hearse
With each blow to my ego
Heck even my friends think I'm about to explode
A self-centered freak with my heart on a sleeve
I'm my own disease
I've been my worst enemy
I've fought myself for years
But I am better, I hope you see
I'm here for you death,
Just follow me
Knock knock
You there?
Of course not, you left
So I'm calling it quits
**** what you said, I know what I heard
I'm to far gone even the angels refuse to save me
Tonight I'm throwing lady off the cliff