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inverted soul Feb 10
today i do not feel the need to wear my bluetooth in my ear,
when talking to myself in public is all that i really want to hear
when the sunshine gets lost
and i'm all alone
time is forever and still
remnants of the sane
remain discarded and gone
it's cold here and souls divide
only to remain vacant and up for sale...
This was a single thought that I had happen to capture one day.  
After years I brought it back just to see how people react
hey stupid, what you doing?

not much, just hanging out being stupid

well you do a good job at it, cause you do look really stupid,
just standing there, all stupid like

so stupid looking that you must be the poster child for stupidity

it's so stupid that i am even here talking with you

remove that stupid look on your stupid face, make it disappear because you are so fu'cking stupid looking looking into that fu'cking mirror
hey, could you come over here and help me please

i kinda got too high

my reflection didn't believe me, that i could walk sideways on the ceiling

his fu'cking ego just won't let go

so to prove i could, i take one more hit if sh'it

just one more step

fu'ck ya!  i'm doing it!?

how about it, don't know how i did it?

shouldn't have never fu'cking done this!

now, i'm dealing with something that's unappealing to me

what the fu'ck am i feeling?  i'm fu'cking sideways on the ceiling!

i shouldn't have taken that last hit. now, i can't get down!

for fu'cks sake!  will i ever comedown?

i do know about gravity?

it was a gift that was created in Einstein's mind, just thinking **** up all the time

invented by a human, that happened to come around and found out that before his invention,

people were having trouble, not falling down


the Thought tells the voice, what he's thinking about

then the voice will get in touch with his guy,

to reach out to my guy

to have my guy tell me, to think about it


so, i think about what the Thought really thinks about all day

the Thought, must think a lot, cause the voices talk a fu'cking lot,

while silence listen in, my head begins to spin
i think gravity is my only way to win

i desperately need to comedown!

but nobody ever came around, to show me how to use gravity

just thought i'd let you know that, you now know that?

i know, i'm kinda confused and my confusion is hard to understand

i'll fu'cking yell like hell, but say something else?

if you are confused because i am confusing to you,

and i'm now confused about confusing you,

you're confused too? that's too much! we're cluster fu'cked!

now, that's just straight up, whatever the fu'ck
i'll never understand it sorta fu'cked

i don't get it?  confusion?  there's nothing confusing about that

maybe Nobody is confused?

and all of his bottled up confusion eruption episodes, gets Nobody aroused

fu'cking bowel arousal?

i'll sh'it myself, if i scream out loud,

Nobody's around and every other Somebody that i have found has passed me by, i haven't come down, yet.  still, stuck on the ceiling,

will i ever find a clever way to hang around here, instead of never coming down

i pray out loud, i shout a foreign language out of my mouth,

i doubt if i'll get used to what I am saying's sound

i can't understand why confusion surrounds, everything is now confusing and I am confused about anything that can confuse

how about that i refuse to let you use that candle,

to light my fuse,

because there is no light inside of me?

what i can't handle, i fu'cking dismantle

i blew a fu'cking fuse!  lights out!

Nobody's around, Nobody is here to help?

i light my candle to keep myself company

i use it to light the way, when i step outside to see

to see only me?

but it's good that Nobody is here to watch?

No One ain't around no more?

when Nobody is not here, then i don't really know me

and when i'm not myself, i use myself and introduce myself to myself

it gets strange here when i'm a stranger that is in danger of not having myself as a friend to help me and myself

now i am alone, even though Nobody is here?

just to not appear?

does he disengage?  can he tame his rage?

whenever it gets strange here, Nobody disappeared after lighting my fuse

so i don't know who the fu'ck to accuse

fu'ck, now i'm all kinds of confused

it's a confusing feeling to have with so much confusion around

confusion has shortened my fuse!

and Nobody is nowhere and now here to bring the news?

i guess maybe i do lose

stranger things have happened when somebody doesn't know who they get to choose to be when they don't feel like a self?

leaves ya kind feeling like Nobody does?

does nobody feel themself?

about to fu'cking lose it,

getting lost, all confused, and ready to fu'cking blow,

candle burned out, turned around and upside down,

spinning in circles, it's too much!

i start to dismantle, losing my grip because of my loose as fu'ck handle,

it's falling the fu'ck off!  it's too much to handle!

makes life unbearable!!!!

now you have gotten me even more confused,

i swear, i'm losing my grip, on this loose *** handle sh'it,

but what confuses me the most is, wondering why the fu'ck,

you are wearing fu'cking socks with your sandals
This is so fu'cking disconnected
mindless I ride in the saddle of my shadow
i mock and mimic my every move
when i cut it up, we bust it loose
when we're getting the groove on, i never lose

the choice, to forget to know
whichever way we choose not to go
whenever i'm playing a lame game
of duck, duck,  whose the goose?

we are never left alone, when i start to bust it loose
as we tune to the zone, i call in all the troops
confused, not knowing what to do
they tuck their tails, and show their caboose

everyone ran like hell, gave up for no reason
oh how they've failed, isn't that treason?
they're fu'cking scared, they don't like your tone
so just let them all be, fu'cking leave them alone

now truly lone?
where to?
where do we go?
i just can't decide

we can get lost in the dark, so i'll run there to hide
you watch my back, i'll distract my mind??
soon to be over, i run from the light
as i disappear, we set sail into the night
I got nothing on this one
i was dead inside
until the 4th of July
now i feel
but I don't feel alive
Happy Birthday Colby Dean. 02/08/05-07/04/24.   I can't wait to meet you again.

My nephew was murdered by an ugly human on a holiday he loved so much.
i won't bite you
but when i do
i will take my time
until i am through

i won't chew
just a nibble will do
did i mention, i will take my time
i do just simply love the taste of you

i will take my time with you
nibble on you until i am through
i'll sink my teeth in slowly
when all that i want is just a little dose of you
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