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Patrick McCombs Jan 2012
I slept in my clothes
My sanity in its death throes
I throw back some whiskey
Makes me feel frisky
Cuts back the static
Demolishes the walls of this ******* attic
So silent I can hear my heart beating
My lucidity is thankfully fleeting
I dive into a world unseen
Not dreams nor reality, but something in between
Up here time has no meaning
The sun is no longer gleaming
Darkness clouds my mind
But I am free and unconfined
My issues scattered on the floor
Nothing less, nothing more
Patrick McCombs Jan 2012
Utter rejection
Fear injection
I'm about to quit
Tired of this *******
Completely demoralizing
Seemingly finalizing
Soul crushing
Emotions rushing
Fears evolving
This is all involving
Self reliant
Feeling defiant
**** the machine
They don't play clean
Utter manipulation
Choking creation
Do what they say
They can pay
It's depressing
It's distressing
Stand up, shout, scream
Don't be afraid to dream
Its insanity
A tribute to vanity
Shallow thinking
Heavy drinking
Try to escape
The intellectual ****
Someone will listen
And there eyes will glisten
Patrick McCombs Jan 2012
Divert all power to the source
Let it run its course
Running purely on caffeine
A highly functioning machine
I can no longer feel
Can't tell what is real
Straight processing power
That is the hour
When everything is final
The needle always skips on the vinyl
I am completely efficient
My body is nutrient deficient
My body is utter destruction
My mind is under construction
A complete renovation
An overload of information
My vision is starting blur
Waiting for miracles to occur
My memory blanks
I can't access the memory banks
There's the test
I can't rest
My pencil is shaking
I'm at the point of breaking
I pass out with the test in front of me.
Patrick McCombs Jan 2012
Eyes thick with prophecy
Things only I can see
Fire burning
No ones learning
The wind howls
Straight from hell's bowels
An unatural cold
Watching death unfold
Its spreading its dark cloak
All clouded with smoke
Simple subtraction
A toxic attraction
Flirting with death
Savoring every breath
We fear what we can't understand
Fear and hate go hand in hand
Demons rising
Supernatural uprising
Fear shall plauge the Earth
And we shall give birth
To hatred and fear
Tainting all who are near
Evil in all we see
Only wishing to be free
From paranoia rises insecurity
A wish to return to obsecurity
Evil in every glass of water
Like lambs to the slaughter
We shall turn on each other
Brother against brother
insanity shall rule
Fear is an incindery fuel
Ignition results in a chain reaction
Patrick McCombs Jan 2012
You are my type
The time is ripe
The time for the harvest
No time to rest
The fruit is glistening in the trees
Sweet summer breeze
Sunlight streaming
Smiles gleaming
Minds dreaming
Subconsciousness screaming
Feet in the softgreenmoist grass
Time no longer seems to pass
I'm reaching critical mass
Your soft sweet smile
Your charm and guile
You've got style
Your eyes burn with such intensity
Such perfect density
Patrick McCombs Jan 2012
you say i'm mature
but i'm not sure
is there a cure
i wan't to be a child
something untamed and wild
perfect innocence
i require deliverance
from my own mind
i will no longer be confined
by foolish social responsibilities
i will be measured on my own abilities
and not by peoples twisted perception
this is not self deception, i merely am a exception
Patrick McCombs Jan 2012
I gaze at the ceiling
The tiles all moldy and peeling
My blood is about to boil
The food is starting to spoil
The fridge light blew out
I'm starting to fester doubt
My eyes are ablaze
And for the rest of my days
The seeds of fear shall spread
I hear the whispers of the dead.
It has been weeks
My mind and body reeks
Left alone
You now roam
Leaving me here to rot
You were all I sought.
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