"grittin" poems
These Monsters try to get me
not before i get myself, i lock myself in this empty room
hoping for this ***** carpet to **** me through this false foundation,
**** me up right between my sheets.
I open my eyes just before my alarm beeps,
a step ahead of the time- all the time
I can see you back there two steps behind,
laggin behind the seconds- just like the big hand on the clock.
Like im moving ahead of everyone else-head of the curve,
as the Doctors like to call it-as im trying to explain my increasing condition.
Son this is straight ludic-ration, It might be a part of your toonish-addiction.
Boilin' up this sketches and pencils, Bottlin' these un-inked rations.
I could use these another day i think to myself conspicuously,
wondering if anybody overheard my thoughts
writing down my exact words-
to someday use them against me in this trial,
with the judge,
jury im pleading against denial
Sittin' there with my crooked grin, my vanishing eyes, and my grittin teeth.
The judge has it out for me i can tell,
by the way he made me stand up and sit down,
i cant take much more of this questioning-
My mind wandering loosely now, maybe its what they wanted
tryin to get all my thoughts, those greedy ********
My ideas, my brainchild's- there all worthless they'll see.
Nothing but a conspiracy against me,
But what they really dont know-there's a bomb under my seat.
Apr 2, 2010
Apr 2, 2010 at 9:10 AM UTC
Got a word stuck behind your tongue
a sentence chippin' at your tooth
and I'm sitting here wonderin' what you have to lose
we're suffocating on
fruition stuck to pause
jaw grittin', head-splitting, complicating it until we rot
I wonder where you're at
perhaps you wonder too
I've learned the hard way that what ya say isn't always true
so suffocate me good
stuff it under things you should
and I'll be here
mere sightseer
collecting glass and driftwood
the ocean swells inside
a storm you cannot hide
we stand at command
desperate to find our pride
is it so crucial?
to feel important and useful?
what makes you tick? what makes you sick?
Does it matter if we remain truthful?
There is loss and gain
my indulgence abstained
I hope you look at me
and finally come to see
I'm more than flesh and vein
Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 11:52 PM UTC
im on a mission for recognition resignation of the polititions ******* cuz im grittin dont be smitten hypacritin on the shxx that im spittin you just wishin you was in my position but your stuck in my submition like a prison were all sick of listenin to your face *** lies dont be suprized its our demise its or time to rise keep sayin your gonna do this and that we all know your full of crap its or society were taking it back
Oct 16, 2012
Oct 16, 2012 at 11:42 PM UTC