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Bashing with a passion BANG BANG BANG Cracking’s sure to happen if I BANG BANG BANG split peel Dainty digits pick around Like monkeys picking fleas Digging ‘round pink matter Doing as I please Shifting lobes to the side Searching, searching, when I find What I want to clear Images of you appear Shards of skull scrape my skin As I grab what lies within Pulling pulling pulling out Biting biting biting down Sinking teeth into my dreams Killing you to free me Squelching Squeaking Squirmish The gore makes me sick I take a chomp and juice squirts out Like squeezing a fat tick Gnawing gnawing gnawing On this memory of you Killing killing killing Everything I can’t undo Pictures fade and colors blur As fleshy noodles slurp Why am I feeling pain? What happened to my brain? Wrap and wrap, I patch me up Sluggish arms move like syrup Fuzzy thoughts surface when I try to find what happened then Washing ****** hands I think I think I think I need a drink Fingers fumble with a bottle Anger sparks and turns the throttle With practiced hands, I pop the cap Wait— Who taught me that? Instincts linger despite the hole Inside my thoughts, inside my soul I killed her— —who’s her?— from my memory Yet still she hides within my body If I forgot, why can’t they? Why does she choose to stay? I need her gone I need her dead And though she’s now out of my head She haunts my movements Ligaments Despite my best efforts The loss of you still hurts Aching in my bones Pelting me like stones I cannot escape —no matter how much I hate Who?
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Mar 6
Mar 6, 2026 at 4:56 PM UTC
emipoetry
Personal Lobotomy
Bashing with a passion BANG BANG BANG Cracking’s sure to happen if I BANG BANG BANG split peel Dainty digits pick around Like monkeys picking fleas Digging ‘round pink matter Doing as I please Shifting lobes to the side Searching, searching, when I find What I want to clear Images of you appear Shards of skull scrape my skin As I grab what lies within Pulling pulling pulling out Biting biting biting down Sinking teeth into my dreams Killing you to free me Squelching Squeaking Squirmish The gore makes me sick I take a chomp and juice squirts out Like squeezing a fat tick Gnawing gnawing gnawing On this memory of you Killing killing killing Everything I can’t undo Pictures fade and colors blur As fleshy noodles slurp Why am I feeling pain? What happened to my brain? Wrap and wrap, I patch me up Sluggish arms move like syrup Fuzzy thoughts surface when I try to find what happened then Washing ****** hands I think I think I think I need a drink Fingers fumble with a bottle Anger sparks and turns the throttle With practiced hands, I pop the cap Wait— Who taught me that? Instincts linger despite the hole Inside my thoughts, inside my soul I killed her— —who’s her?— from my memory Yet still she hides within my body If I forgot, why can’t they? Why does she choose to stay? I need her gone I need her dead And though she’s now out of my head She haunts my movements Ligaments Despite my best efforts The loss of you still hurts Aching in my bones Pelting me like stones I cannot escape —no matter how much I hate Who?
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i remember spinning spinning around, not caring if my head hit the tile walls not caring if the janitors would have to clean up blood or even brain matter i was spinning that fast now here i am remembering the sirens and the screaming and the widening of eyes as i struggled to cope
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Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 9:05 PM UTC
bellcommasilas
why won't the voices stop?
i remember spinning spinning around, not caring if my head hit the tile walls not caring if the janitors would have to clean up blood or even brain matter i was spinning that fast now here i am remembering the sirens and the screaming and the widening of eyes as i struggled to cope
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