#braindead
Nothing in my nogging,
I just feel rotten.
Rubbing the migraine,
Still got nothing.
Always feeling it all or nothing.
Rocking is stimming.
While my hearts sinking,
I got one mission.
That's surviving,
But time consumes me.
My mind taunting me,
Think everyone's against me.
Pain's beating love
I never know how to mold,
Be bold i just fold.
Back to nothing,
Into motion's of feeling it all.
Back to nothing,
All i can do is keep rocking .....
And remind myself i'm only human.
Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 12:58 PM UTC
It'd be easier to go dumb
Braindead for fun
Explore comfortably numb
In a rarely clear cranium
Wide open space for wild thoughts to run
But now for the unforseen repercussion
Situation recognition
I can ONLY run
No place to hide, not a single one
Wrestlin' fear and confusion
With an empty win column
Lost it all, never won
Disproportionate portion
What's been done,
Can not be undone
Sit with the problem
In complete isolation
The expectation?
Come to some useful revelation
The pressure feeds off the anticipation
The anticipation breeds a host and parasite type immersion
But reality rushes in with it's own complication
Breaking then adding it's own tension
Followed by a surge of logic and reason
As I,
Yet again,
Come to the same conclusion
The sum of all my fears run the asylum
And I've been locked in here with 'em
A casualty of my reality inside a broken system
©2024
Mar 6, 2024
Mar 6, 2024 at 7:45 PM UTC
where are you located on front street?
i'm the last house on the end
which end?
depends on which end you're coming from
is it on the right or the left?
it depends which way you're facing
well, how do i get to you from the south side?
from the south, i am north
from the north, i am south
from the east, i am west
from the west, i am east
so...where are you coming from?
i guess i don't know until i find out where you're located!
Sep 30, 2021
Sep 30, 2021 at 7:08 PM UTC
Hey, who ever reads this announcement can you plz comment some ideas for poems cause I'm brain dead and haven't been able to think for 4 days. I appreciate it.
Thx.
Even tho nobody will prolly comment still thx.
Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 7:48 PM UTC
I cant sleep
no more
my brain is too
awake,
alert,
aware,
scared,
terrified
its
survival mode
Mar 15, 2020
Mar 15, 2020 at 6:14 AM UTC
fill me up with your tainted smell
bring me to heaven, but not to hell-
when I get back, let me think about
the good times
the colors
the laugh lines
all others
around-
slip deep inside my mouth
don’t let the contents pour back out
until the world absorbs deep inside
my thick skin
my eye lids
my blue heart
pulling me back in
tight-
i will tell
all my friends
i will tell
all my friends
and when I tell
all my friends
i will fill them
with enlightenment-
i will fill them
with enlightenment
i will fill them
with enlightenment
i will fill them
with enlightenment
i will fill them
with enlightenment.
we believe (we believe)
because we see (because we see)
hidden things (things that we cannot dream)
that we are (we stand and be)
opened up
sobered up
empty cup
cut and stuffed
in the gut
open cut
bleeding true
bleeding through
seeing past
seeing why
seeing truth
seeing lies,
and we think
because we see
that we’ve seen
everything,
but what you’ve seen
was a lie
what you’ve felt
wasn’t right,
and the feelings
you connect
with the moon
and the sky
only fill
you with clouds
in a thickly
clouded mind,
so please know
that your truth
is just pretty
painted skies,
hidden valleys
in the shadows
waiting for
your demise,
so try to escape
from the ways
trapped inside,
before this
brand new high
leaves you lower than the lowest, dead in bed on your side!
and we watch as they clean up your body, and tell us to say goodbye!
say goodbye!
say goodbye!
finding meaning in the clouds is nothing more than paper-wise-
feelings in our chest telling us what we feel inside-
Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 10:16 AM UTC
I sit in front of the tv
Brainwashed into thinking
That this monotonous existence
Constitutes living
I feel my mind screaming
For something more engaging
Instead of the useless stuff
Seeping from my screen
Sometimes the only breaks I take
Are just me looking from that screen
To another smaller version in my hand
I feel exhausted emotionally
Unable to engage in many things
But I refuse to give these screens
This kind of power over me
I am a human being
Not a lifeless creature
I need to find something better
To break this habit that's killing my creativity
It's killing my energy
My motivation
My attention span
And I will not have it
Not anymore
I will find something more satisfying
More promising in engagement
And then I wonder
Is this what it was like
When books were first written?
Or is this unique to electronic media?
Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 1:06 AM UTC
You can't love a poet.
Even though, you feel flattered by my witty one liners,
And my charming stanzas, you can't love a poet.
I will write the good and the bad and you won't like it.
You won't like my version of the fight
And you'll like my metaphors even less.
It will drive you crazy and you will tell your friends,
"She's obsessed".
I can't help the memories that stick like glue, imprinted on my brain
And I can't stop feeling the words exchanged 3 Sunday's ago that you forgot as soon as they left your mouth.
I will relive and reread until the end of my days and inevitably you will leave,
because you can't love a poet.
You can't love someone who will publish your intimacy and print your passion.
Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 11:26 PM UTC
Sitting in the seat
Tapping my feet
Cuz I got the beat
To take to the street
I'm Hungary as can be
Think I need something to eat
All this waiting
Has made me so starving
The other patients
can hear my stomach grumbling
Oh waiting in the Doctor surgery
Air filled with sickness germs
Just gotta hope you don't
get what they got
Cuz it's not much fun
Lying in bed
With a sore head
His gonna dissect my toe
But it won't stop my flow
I can see that they know
I've got so much to show
But waiting really blows
Wish this nail wasn't ingrown
It ***** so much
I cause such a fuss
Ew is that ****
Nah I kid it is blood Ah
Oh waiting in the Doctor surgery
Air filled with sickness germs
Just gotta hope you don't
get what they got
Cuz it's not much fun
Lying in bed
With a sore head
I'm gonna scream like a *****
When he cuts into my skin
Cuz I don't like sharp things
They hurt oh ****
I'm going to die
Don't stick that in my eye
The lights to bright
Here my heart goes bump bump
To the sound of a drum
Wait where did that come from
Ahh stick out my tongue
Does my breath smell fresh?
Oh waiting in the Doctor surgery
Air filled with sickness germs
Just gotta hope you don't
get what they got
Cuz it's not much fun
Lying in bed
With a sore head
©2017 Written By Benji James
Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 7:14 AM UTC
2 am
A lot on my mind
Not a bit surprised.
Body aches
Eyes heavy
Can I rest already?
Thoughts roaming
Memories flowing
Mind wide awake
How do I sleep tonight?
Brain hurting
Sleep deprived
Yawning more & more
Slow breathes in
Exhale out
Thump, Thump, Thump
My heart makes
Only sound I hear
Laying perfectly still.
Shadows forming
Darkness becoming darker
Am I awake
Or staring into space .
Unsure of what I know
Dreaming of what will be
Why is it hard to let it all go ?
Body at ease
Perfectly still
Eyes closing each min passed by
Mind wide awake
But empty inside
Looking for my far away land
Journey extended
Next thing I know
Daylight is what's to be shown
Alarm buzzing in my ear
Thinking do I have to awake
Wait....
Did I even really sleep ?
Was it all my sleep deprived mind
Playing tricks on me again?
I don't know
But truth be told
Overthinking
Can destroy ones soul
I just want to sleep
When will my mind be at ease
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 5:15 AM UTC
AWESOME
Excited about our vacation
We knew it was going to cost some
But since it was to Hawaii
We were sure it would be awesome.
We went whale watching
And guess what, we saw some.
They were leaping up high
Out of the water, it was awesome.
The captain shared his tobacco.
I had always wanted to chaw some.
I hated the taste, but he didn’t.
He really believed it was awesome.
We went through a garden
And looked at each blossom.
They were beautiful to see
The colors were pretty awesome.
And the hospitality staff too,
We didn’t even have to boss ‘em.
They anticipated our wishes
They were all totally awesome.
We ended the trip with snacks
And we couldn’t wait to go nosh ‘em.
They call snacks pupus in Hawaii.
What can I say? Sort of awesome!
Brent Kincaid
4/6/2015
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 6:26 AM UTC
They say I’m a burnout,
they say I’m brain-dead
but I’m proud I turned out,
with a light above my head.
© Matthew Harlovic
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 10:29 PM UTC