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Sense of Chaos Aug 2014
So, go ahead and shoot me, shoot me right in the brain,
Maybe that's what it takes, takes to become sane.
When I look into the eyes of myself, all I see is waste,
I feel my stomach clench and my tongue is covered in an acidic taste.
Tears fall but they're only felt, not seen,
How hard I try to hide, hide this beast within my being.
2010
Steff Aug 2014
It's raining,
A downpour of
All the little things
That are stealing
Away my sanity.
нαℓeყ Aug 2014
A smile
A laugh
A heart broken in half

A blade
A gun
A ******* the run

A shovel
A grave
A girl they couldn't save
La La La.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock.
Ha Ha Ha.

Could this cluster of syllables manifest my slow but assured insanity?

Tick Tock. Tick Tock.

Oh.

Who is that strange man in the mirror?

Oh wait.

It's only me.

Ha Ha Ha.

Tick Tock. Tick Tock.

And off I go.
Hahaha, this is a rather amusing piece. I don't know how people will think of this.
The primary reason for this writing, however, is school.

Biology to be specific! Gosh I hate genetics and nothing makes me cringe more than to memorise the steps of DNA REPLICATION!!

Nevertheless, this may all be worth it in upcoming years!

Wish me luck!

Enjoy!

-D.R
Impulzez Jan 2014
I go mad that I might see the world around me anew
Growing up and being taught everything even the things I fear
Yes the things I fear, love and hate… we are all first taught it all
What to fear, what to love, what to hate.. this is my understanding
Of the madness I encounter everyday…

I go mad that the world around me may accept me for a sanity’s insanity
Dressed in naked’s flesh and being glorified as the highest fad in vogue
For even my flesh feels no more shame, as Adam and Eve felt same

Oh! I go mad for the love of Steve rather Eve becoming Adam’s ribs
How beit?  “From the beginning it was not so” why make it so now
Will Jonah’s good luck bill save our nation’s repulsive ills and acts?
How long will mercy deter us from the brimstone exodus of the Gomorrah’s?

I go mad for loved ones that show love for the personal preferential from loved ones*
How much of this personal preferential love actually makes the world go round
Brothers killing brothers, how cold our love has waxed...
Kayla Bellinger Jul 2014
Pounding is my chest
Is the heart that you awoke
Fires of muted lust

If you feed the flame
The blaze will rise and conquer
The sane part of me

But where have you gone?
I'm waiting for your arms now
Hopelessly in love

One night in Heaven
Can't surmount your tried deceit
You don't want me now

Away from the calm
Memory of deserted beach
I am still alone
Rachel Shussett Jul 2014
NO
Need to be skinnier - need to slim down
Need to put that makeup on
Need to wear the clothes that fit
The ones that make me hate myself

Need to fit in - need to blend with crowds
Need to hide it all
Need to make them think it's okay
Even if it's not

Need to say NO
Need to break free
Need to forget what they say to me
I am pretty
I am fine
It's going to be okay - I won't lose my mind

NO
I won't lose my mind
Ariana Sweeney Jul 2014
Off                   comes my slip, socks, sanity and an echo
Goes                 up my spine.  
The                   men
Film                  my sinking heart  
And                  dive into the  
Filth                  plastered against my mind without a thought  
Of                      what moments define me.
That                  girl who used to wear a  
Shirt                  embroidered with flowers and had a mother  
Making             her a meal with love is now working the  
Room               with what's left of her.
For                    -ward motion depicts nothing
More                 than bones and memories never cherished.
Inspired by Emily Hopkins
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