"freakout" poems
As long as it doesn't hurt,
I want you to imagine watching me being torn apart,
by powerful galloping stallions in a crowd full of naive people.
As I'm torn,
my deepest darkest secrets that only you know,
come pouring out.
You have become protective of these secrets because you have helped keep them for so long.
so you can feel my pain as the incidence unfolds before your eyes,
there is nothing you can do but watch and feel.
This is why I burnout and freakout,
every time I hear the word councillor or support,
it's like someone taking your job and getting respect for not knowing it like you did.
Oct 14, 2013
Oct 14, 2013 at 5:57 PM UTC
Jump on come on
Gonna lay you out
Flirt zoo showdown
What's it all about?
Head game voodoo
Think about do you
Smack talk all uptown
**** strut walk around
Turn it on ignite your flame
You never be the same
You see you're my plan
Get up girl I'm your man
Funky Gotchy don't I girl?
Rhythm method dance floor whirl
You want I like hot lips pouty
*** love exotic dark-eyed beauty
Hypno mind-zone freakout
Hip sway barfly holdout
Walk toe shuffle foot
Love starved crapshoot
Breakdown hard to get
Intrigue mind is set
Crazy hold mind on you
Alcohol stumble on thru
Funky Gotchy don't I girl?
Rhythm method dance floor whirl
You want I like hot lips pouty
*** love exotic dark eyed beauty
Drunk walk dance floor queen
Move stop tease my dream
Close far wet hard rock
Rhyme poet walkin the walk
****** ***** push away
Eye look what you say?
Smile coy make me wait
Night life stay up late
Funky Gotchy don't I girl?
Rhythm method dance floor whirl
You want I like hot lips pouty
*** love exotic dark eyed beauty
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 8:14 PM UTC
60 seconds to go
My heart is pumping a marathon
Each beat a new threat to explode
Hitting me like a dozen syringes
Call the coroner
Cause of Death:
Adrenaline Overdose
45 seconds
I practice every coming moment
In my mind
Every mistake hits me at once
The imagination humiliation
Acts just like a garrote
My every breath is strained
Lungs burning, full of embers
White out the death certificate
New cause of death:
Suffocation
30 seconds
My flight or fight goes haywire
Yet I can do neither
The walls start moving
This room threatens to be my tomb
It is too late to fight
This demise is of my own accord
I want to fly
Yet my wings are clipped
Retract the obit
I fell to my doom
15 more
I hear my doom approaching
It calls to me
Every syllable shocks my system
A jolt to remind me that I'm going to fail
I shudder with every word
I close my eyes, pray
Count the seconds until doomsday
Cause of death:
Fear
10 seconds
I take a breath
9
It stays
8
I stand up to face the onslaught
7
I walk toward doom
6
My breath fights its way out
Only 5
Climbing fear turns to steady panic
4 more
Another heart attack hits
3
Another breath
2
Out
1
I step forward
The lights hit
The fear vanishes
I am no longer dead
Alive
The crowd before me resuscitates me
Every line I dropped in my head
Landed with precise expertise
Each cue struck
Every scene played to perfection
Cancel the death notice
On this stage
I am revived
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 7:30 PM UTC
This is the time this is the place
to erase a trace of the human race
and not to spare them a moment of grace
burning like the mace-
in their eye
but who'll hear their cry
the moment before they die
bake their brains like ms. lovelette's meat pies
it might sound a little shocking
hearing 9's cocking
bag over your face while my music's rocking
people laughing and mocking
as you get your eyes pulled out
we laugh while you shout
you know i'm about to freakout
and let your body rot in the nuclear fallout
**** the nations
i'll leave you shaken like a haitian
bombing radio stations
me plus you equals X solve the equation
X is death
X is death
X is death
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 12:33 AM UTC
She is Dark
Just like Night
Left a Mark
In my Heart
~
She is Art
As a Dove
Took a Part
From Above
~
She is Love
With no Hate
It will Shove
In my Fate
~
She is Great
She’s not Flawed
Through the Gate
I will Laud
~
Is she God?
That's not Fair
I'm not Odd
There's a Flare!
~
With Black Hair
I shall Loath
She won't Care
If i Growth
~
With Black Clothe
Guess who'll Lose
I'll Quoth
''Red and Blues''
~
With Black Shoes
She's my Goal
Her I Choose
For my Poll
~
With Black Soul
She'll get Crazy
In a Whole
Gets me Flimsy
~
When I'm Drowsy
We'll Freakout
And in Frenzy
Gives me Blackout.
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 4:15 PM UTC
O, I stood on my two feet,
As I watched down the street,
Everyone--
Artists of War,
Typewriter Virgins,
Everyone--
On the Edge,
On the Verge,
Naked insects,
Laughing, screaming,
A ****** freakout,
Flooding Heaven's drains and alleys,
And I'm cowering here,
Cowering at the Lord,
Holy roads,
Holy turns,
Whoah Lord--
The steam,
Rising and Time between,
Crashing,
The Eye
Of the Great Plummet.
Whoah Lord!
Blind me,
Show me the way,
Don't you know how hard it is?
Drag me across the Universe,
Past the roaches and smokers,
Past the path of memory--
Past the God of Gods,
Let me hold on.
I've seen it all--
I thought I did--
The Clouds speaking backwards,
Aphrodite raised her head,
Can't see what I said,
Can't kick,
Can't scream,
Blown out of my head.
I listened only to Terror
From each mountain peak,
Odes and rages
And killings and gardens,
Down the edge of the waters--
Down trees and trails--
Vertigo struck me;
"Here I was born, and Here I had died."
My flesh and branches reached,
The traffic and moon had all been breached,
Storming down
The foggy bright lights,
Joyrides along veins,
Riots along thoughts,
**** along trembles
And speech and Love,
Nowhere to Dream,
For Vision
or Living.
The Men with Guns,
The Riders
and Storms,
Closing one thousand eyes,
Closing one thousand souls,
Under the Symbols
And Leading Men--
Dark, tall--
In a starry alignment,
Alignment of Cosmos,
Of the Sea,
Of the staggering things,
Bestridden, frames,
All around in window panes,
Touching sparkling spiraling
I wipe my eyes,
I go numb at the
Vertigo of steel and flesh and fur
Vertigo of strings and Angels
I need someone to Love,
Someone to feel my pain.
I'll keep you with me,
My heart going like mad,
I'll keep you with me,
When lonely and when sad.
I can't live
Live on my own
O, simmering, breaching
Reaching the pale vines,
Vines of Life and Death
And Eyes and Black
I can't be on my own
Not against the wide-eyed
Cities, cold and blossoming
Kissing the tips
Of Mountains and Fathers
Of all the Flags
Of the World
Of War and Peace
O Something's trying
To hold me back,
O Please,
Whoah Lord!
O God!
Rest me,
Bury me
In the lights and paint,
In the sand and dances
In the Living and Loving
In the moonlight
In Grace.
Let me,
Let me be swept,
Touched and livid,
Everything vivid,
Let me,
Let me breathe
Let me leave.
Let me see the way
Aug 25, 2010
Aug 25, 2010 at 7:38 PM UTC
freakout. let’s all hide this from our parents together
i want so desperately to impress you, i want so hugely for you to like me
i love nirvana (as of this morning), but i’m not faking
i really do love Floyd the Barber (as of hearing it this morning)
Kurt Cobain died on the cross almost thirty years ago
he’d be fifty seven and I have a headache
this **** smells like that guy who gave me my guitar
my godfather (close enough), my childhood (ending rapidly)
and barbecues in the backyard
douse me in axe body spray and tell me it’s lynx
it is lynx, i’m the one who’s wrong
i feel real for the first time in years, and shorter than i thought
5”4 and sinking into the ground, so dance with me
let’s take our shoes off in the street
two songs, one movie, one podcast
all playing in the background, and we’re off every beat
I love nirvana (always have), I have a headache (always will)
I’m teetering between high and not
is this the kind of **** that makes you creative?
look at the little bag you brought, it has bats on it
it makes you so happy, look at you dancing
look at you on the driveway, in your Kurt Cobain sunnies
this is what he would have wanted
Jul 18, 2024
Jul 18, 2024 at 8:05 PM UTC
----
-chorus-
It's a Jesus freakout...
It's a Jesus freakout...
Make me jump... make me shout!
(Repeated over and over)
Lookie here... this a Jesus freakout
Hold up you hands...
... Jump and shout!
Talkin' 'bout our Lord!
Talkin' 'bout our King!
Don't you shut you eyes and ears
Cuz Jesus is our thing!
He a good good thing
He a good good thing
We a' love our Lord and King!
-chorus-
Listen ma' to ma' words
Cuz they a' mak sense
Jesus Christ is our Lord and Savior
In the present tense
Cults and idols try to lure
They do a' they can...
But we wi' no go to them
Cuz Jesus is our MAN!!
YEAH MON!!
-chorus-
We wo'n turn away...
We wo'n forget...
When we sing about our Savior
We will stan' no sit!
Jesus is SO good...
We ne'd no proof!
Jesus is forever mon
The way the life... the TRUTH!!!
YEAH MON!!!
-chorus-
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 12:20 PM UTC
i'd be lying if i said i didn't miss the way your arms shield me from the cold
i'd be lying if i said i didn't miss how you wrapped yourself around me like i was your everything
i'd be lying if i said i don't wanna feel how i did whenever you'd pull me closer in your sleep
but
i wouldn't exactly be telling the truth if i said i miss the way you never listened
i wouldn't exactly be telling the truth if i told you i loved the names you called me whenever i would be having a freakout
i wouldn't exactly be telling the truth if i implied that i enjoyed the way cheated on me
but then again
i love the way you lie
Apr 24, 2021
Apr 24, 2021 at 10:52 PM UTC