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"brainsick" poems
Blood, more blood On the walls The door What you see is rusted blood stains I see the flashbacks Of myself, Injecting poison Thinking it’ll save me from my demons You see sickening red colour, I see my struggle I see the girl swaying in thin air, Trying not to fall, trying not to collapse I see the arms with blood running down them, I hear the muffled screams, “Help me, someone?” Oh what a sight, that I can’t un-see now She’s falling, hitting her head on the floor Is she brainsick? To yet put herself in this mess again Overdosing like it’s a candy you can’t resist Oh but, she’s only a human, Trying to survive, trying not to die of emotions Trying to let go of traumas she can’t forget She’s only a girl She’s only a human She’s not a monster
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Feb 12, 2025
Feb 12, 2025 at 10:15 AM UTC
Needles
Desire paired with loneliness Is quite the ugly pair Light the rooms inside my heart My guts exposed threadbare And I ponder, And I ponder All these mountains with no view And my wanderlust takes over While my troglodyte subdues Desperation paired with insanity Is quite the gruesome two You foam at mouth and commiserate With hallucinating beasts inside of you And I float there, And I float there In this vat of carcinogens strong Perfect aim meets jugular My cat and mouse shan't take too long! Reason paired with logic Is a fable wrapped in dreams There's people who are sane out there? No neurosis bursting at their seams? As I sit here, As I sit here Etching brainsick into stone The faces of my personal Rushmore A mocking comfort (I'm not alone!) Enmity paired with self-affliction Are the volcanoes I prepare No need for collusion or invaders I'm my own Cotopaxi terror!
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Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 10:03 AM UTC
Cotopaxi
On a rain battered hillside that looks out to sea Clings an edifice, sullen and damp The vacuum of night seems to suckle the light From a singular, sickly lamp The sign at the gate is of sun splintered oak And the letters erased by the rain ‘The Slowcombe Asylum ’ they’d long ago spelt ‘For the Brainsick, Disturbed and Insane’ The cold of the air tangles up in your hair Like a lingering tendril of panic And the door to your skin as you venture within Is unnervingly warm and organic There’s a hole in the window that lets in the rain And it’s rotted the carpet beneath The rattle of wind through the weather-worn blinds Hides the sound of your chattering teeth There’s a whisper that nibbles the edge of your ear And a shudder that skips up your sleeves But the cry that had clung to the tip of your tongue Is accosted before it can leave There are pools of neglect where the shadows collect ‘Til the sunlight has faded from view The security door is of iron and steel But it’s broken and hanging askew..
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Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 10:26 PM UTC
Slowcombe Asylum
You don’t worry now In no way you know what’s in store for you You are prepared and strong as never before Your strength is the past you You landed to keep cultivating Learning reincarnates the new you Damped and vexed you go panicky Materialistic move makes you volcanic stormy Blue and hazed you loose maturity You go killer, adverse for humanity The days pass, scenery changes You go through creation-devastation phases Channel changes, fluctuates the life You put a stop when a move can be miraculously divine You can shine brighter in the constellation of stars Why look back, your life is to start Glory to the art of living Entices you, forces you to go brainsick You are composed with the vast experience Insanity can be pricky, more fierce This short span is to love not to regret Put your worries and fear aside Gather the traces yourself to fight Every day is a war you are in Be so confident that you ever win!!
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 1:27 PM UTC
You & You