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Dreams of Sepia Jul 2015
( or also entitled : Just How Much ******* Are You Prepared to Believe)

Confidence - grandiosity
Hope - Delusion
Ambition - grandiosity + delusion
Love - Co-dependency
Unrequited Love & romantic hopes - Erotomania
Sexuality - Hypersexuality
Happiness - Manic mood
Sadness - Depression
Shock - Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Emotional - Bipolar
Fear - Paranoia/psychosis
Distrust - Suspicion ( e.g paranoia)
Loneliness - Neediness
Needing connection to others - Co-dependant
Existential doubts - suicidal
Spiritual awakening - psychosis
Sarcasm - Aggression
Loner - socially-withdrawn
Messy - self-neglectful
Angry - dangerous/violent
Faith - dangerous Religisiosity
dubious combination
of some of the above : Schizophrenia

Note : All of these need drugs to 'cure' them so the drugs companies can make a fortune & pay you a premium. Where did you think the money for your salary came from?
Have you ever thought how many of us are labelled as mentally ill these days? Have you ever stopped to think about how wrong this is? How everything is being medicalized? Just ordinary human behavior, reaction & emotion being ostracized? Labelled? People being given dangerous, damaging drugs to ' cure' them of their human condition? People locked up in hospitals against their will & treated by force just for being human? There is a better way.
Vale Luna Jul 2017
I was born with ovaries for a brain
And a cavity for thought
The predisposition
To put my hand down my pants
At the age of seven
But with a good berating
From my unconditionally loving mother
The putrid seed was recognized
Its stem ripped from my mind
Torn from my *******
Too late
Obviously
Too oblivious
To notice that the roots still tangled around me
Its vines growing up into my ******
The **** that encapsulated my mentality
So the birds and the bees were my friends
At the age of nine
And that cute boy across the playground
Was cuter when I envisioned him naked
Only a mere three years later
And my susceptibility
Ignited the sight of cybersex
The capital ***
Or more commonly known as *******
But when my parents soon discovered
The poisonous vines of dependency
The toxic ivy of addiction
It was forced to an abrupt halt
Too late
Obviously
Too oblivious
To notice the compulsive *******
That kicked in with the involuntary lust
For a pillow to trust under my hips
Before the age of fourteen
Securing the hypersexuality
So that the hot girl in the hallway
Was hotter when I envisioned her naked
And hotter than the boy next to her
So the bisexuality
Tormented my already demented desires
By the age of sixteen
Simply because
I was born with ovaries for a brain
And a cavity for thought.
Domi Mróz Feb 2017
take a look at the first thing next to you
now imagine it but a hundred times brighter (all the time)
if life is a glass of water sometimes i wake up and it's filled with caffeine instead
to keep me running faster than i want it to
there always has been a spark in my eyes that wasn't natural
no one's quite sure where it's from but i used to think it was a superpower
i used to think not sleeping for days was a superpower too
it can be scary if you feel like a puppet that's forced to kick and hurt and attack
it can be scary if you can't make yourself stop
it can be scary if fun isn't fun anymore but danger
it can be scary when you're fragile
it's like a bubble in which there are no boundaries
the world has no boundaries there's only me and my ideas
and i seem to be way better than i'm supposed to
how can you stop when there's so much left to do?
(even if afterwards it won't be)
the world is bright and colorful now but it can go back to greys anytime
it won't go to neutral colors (it never does)
you can't shut it down if the "it" is you, if the "it" is what you're up against
if the "it" is constanly challenging you to go faster better faster faster faster
"it" is so fragile if you stop it for a moment there may be no coming back
there are so many fun things intense things death can be just one of them if you don't control "it" soon enough

when caitlin snow first got her powers in flashpoint she had to stop them
i always had a superpower and it will always have to be stopped

take a look at yourself in the mirror
now imagine yourself but a hundred times brighter (all the time)
if i'm a good person sometimes i wake up and i'm a goddess instead
(what can i be if not godlike if it feels like there's nothing that could possibly stop me?)
there's always been times when i felt like i left my old self to come back stronger and happier
i don't know if there's a happy because every single time i felt truly happy it was an illusion that doctors called "a chemical imbalance"
if i can dress up and be a new me who can dress like this who can do this
but if you'd stopped me i could be angry
(i don't know an angry me, i always forget her)
so i have a calm kind of angry-an angry where no one and nothing else can be touched or hurt but i can
when i was confused about sexuality websites were calling it "hypersexuality"
it can only be a superpower if i see lights and flashes others don't
it can only be a superpower if people i'm in love with have a halo over them
it can only be a superpower if i seem to stop the cars around me when i run through the street
if someone whispered "high risk, too impulsive" i thought fun and passion
the thoughts going through my mind always seem amazing
and i wonder if the people who've written the bible felt like this
if they did, i'm happy for them
i can never forgive myself for things i've done
(not sins, i'm too envious of people who are faithful)
but i guess it's not, not if there's a spark in my eye that can disappear, only on certain conditions

one of the last things on the wikipedia page for bipolar disorder
are the suicide statistics
yeah hi, i suffer from bipolar and it really ***** so yeah, enjoy
almat011 Mar 2019
Impressive juicy sweet forms, intoxicating with their captivating beauty, like a glass of red wine, boiling like passionate boil, lust and excitement in me, clothes for you from your ultra mega turbo super hypersexuality are torn, I give you my excited like, he is like a kiss, billions of kisses all over your body like rain of rose petals and tiger lilies, and scented candles around us illuminate the starry night, the moon so beautifully illuminates your body, setting in a hot jacuzzi, your body is the most beautiful landscape in the world, Otori only nature can create, nothing more beautiful than you, I will not see until the end of time, my magnificent goddess.
Never complex about your appearance because the larger, the more juicy - this is pure juicy relish, soft and gentle soul is like a plush toy that warms my soul, your heart is like a blooming scarlet rose. Thoughts about you are hot ****, this is romantic fantasy ***. Every second with you is a priceless memory of the most romantic love movie in the world.
Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich
Everything is relative
but no one is relatable
when cheap *** sells
and romanticism is an affliction.

I want to play jazz chords on a piano of human bones;
in a world where superficial charm
leading to senseless friction
is the only natural progression
and shame is the only ***** word left in the dictionary
so spread your legs for the sycophants,
they’ll adore you until they abhor you.
Relent to the parasites
they’ll gorge on your skin until they’ve had their fill.
Pretend hypersexuality doesn’t run parallel with mental instability;
enable ego-driven addiction
lie with as many people as it takes to forget what you’re always trying to escape.
Swallow ecstasy after you have spat out that jagged little pill;
do what it takes to strip away the meaningless
from the fetishized act you’re always performing.
B Feb 14
In your upstairs room, so much unspoken
your trailing thoughts and hypersexuality
what you can do with a mouth that is open.
Lying there, morbidly broken
nothing is sacred
and I am not coping.
The Unprincipled Psychopath
Highly narcissistic and delights in wrecking vengeance through humiliation
They love to exploit and abuse other people, gives them a sense of elation
And they genuinely enjoy the anguish they create
Full of green envy and spoiled hate
they are no longer useful and then demolished and discarded with no guilt
The motto, “Do unto others before they do unto you.” Is what their whole world is built

The Disingenuous Psychopath
The disingenuous psychopath enjoys popularity and a great social façade
Able to charm those around them initially but eventually people see the fraud
Long-term intimate relationships are next to impossible due to their unreliability
Seething with resentment, and a tendency to plot against others with no sense of nobility
View life as only one of us can win, and it’s going to be me, they don’t believe in teams
Rationalize all of their heinous behavior, and expect others to appreciate their cunning schemes

The Risk-Taking Psychopath
The rush they get when they take risks and fighting or dueling with a stranger
Thriving on a steady diet of dangerous & treacherous living, always like to be in danger
convinced that they are invincible, view others who will not take the same risks as weak & inept
Their lack of reliability and responsibility is central to their character & expect others to just accept
Lack any understanding or concern for how their dangerous actions affect those around them
All that matters is the thrill of the game that’s their lifes motto, where their thinking stems.

The Covetous Or Envious Psychopath
Envy and revenge are there central characteristic
They are self-indulgent and are extremely exhibitionistic
Often have little concern for the people they exploit and deceive
Immoral, cruel acts, taking what’s theirs in the first place is what they believe
May become crocked business people, to succeed they will do anything they see fit
Their true sense of pleasure comes from taking what they want rather than earning it

The Spineless Psychopath
Viewing themselves as the victims, defenceless and weak
will strike out first against others in a counter phobic effort is what they will seek
They project a false bravado and want desperately for others to see them as invincible
And their motto “not to be messed with.” A façade they believe is convincible
Drawn to militaristic groups that prey on the innocent enthusiastically
They bully and victimize to soothe their own fears of inadequacy.

The Paranoid Psychopath
Is suspicious of everything and everyone, usually there's no reason
May be potential dangerous if threat of exposure is imminent or feelings of treason
Often accuse others of wrong-doing, and will never accept responsibility
Their features frequently blend with those of the disorder paranoid personality disability
It doesn't matter whether they made the mess or not, someone else must take the blame
To underline these features is a ruthless desire to vindicate themselves is their main game

The Quiet Psychopath
Socially withdrawn, often *****, unkempt, odd thinking is observed
Occasionally insecure and irresolute, perhaps even faint hearted, cowardly & reserved
Psychopathic aggression, when present, represents a paradoxical response to felt dangers and fears
Intended to show others that their not anxious or weak, withholding & never showing any tears
These personalities will commit if not now then in future a violent act, hiding their hatefulness
Projecting hostile fantasies, they feel it is best to strike first, thereby to forestall their antagonists

The Charmer Or Soulmate Psychopath
Coming on strong, sweep us off our feet, says they have the same interests, wants to marry quickly
Appear helpful, comforting by their feigned 'idealization' of us, worming their way into your heart slickly
Is aware that you will be drawn closer by their relaxing aura and lack of inhibitions essentially
But it never lasts, their true colours show, Jekyll always turns into Hyde eventually
He will talk to a woman who is interested in poetry about poetry, doesn't care about it but will quote a poet
She will take interest in a man's work though she doesn't really care  but charm him with her interest & knows it

The Violent Psychopath
Tyrannical desires is their willingness to go out of the way to be unmerciful and inhumane
Calculating & cool, they are selective in their choice of victims, truly diabolically insane
They display a high level of abusiveness & intimidation, to show power as they attack
As identifying individuals who are likely to submit rather than to react back
These individuals derive deep satisfaction in creating suffering and in seeing its effect
Inflicting emotional, verbal & physical cruelty, they view you as a subject.

The Explosive Psychopath
They are ruled by the unpredictable and sudden emergence of hostility
These "adult tantrums," characterized by uncontrollable rage & emotional instability
Explosive behavior erupts precipitously, its intensive nature can be identified But not constrained
Thwarted or threatened, they respond in a volatile and hurtful way, making relationships strained
Abrupt change that has overtaken, saying unforgivable things & striking unforgettable blows
Outbursts to discharge pent-up feelings of humiliation, degradation, unable to self-compose

The ****** Psychopath
Display an impulsive hypersexuality and frequently expresses a polymorphic ****** range
*******, promiscuity, incestual tendencies, perversions & the forbiddingly strange
Takes a predatory approach towards their targets with a stalking behaviour they form
Their ****** aim will be to dominate, use, control & subjugate another person is how they perform
Their motto "I just take what's available." That’s their way of thinking when they torment
Targets are young & the elderly, both genders, they are often targeted for *** without consent.


The Liar Psychopath
Pathological liar, will lie for no reason at all, usually skilful but sometimes fails to remember the lie
Will agree to anything then turn around and do just the opposite, they don’t even know why
These psychopaths never lie because lying is not a relevant issue for them, completely in denial
Legal agreements and normal social protocol mean nothing to them, they would lie in a trial
What's convenient, what comes to their mind never figures out 'Is that now really true, or not'?
The idea or image of truth doesn't exist with them and can become violent if the lie is caught.
I researched a lot for this one lol
Abi Mar 16
I want to trust you,
I really do,
But I can’t break down my walls,
I don’t want to fall,
What if you’re like everyone else,
And all you want from me is ***,
What makes you different,
From others who have only ever seen me as an object,

I want someone who wants to get to know my soul,
That wants to understand me as a whole,
Not just use me to satisfy their needs,
Because all they care about is their own greed,

I want the love that poets write about,
An all consuming love that makes you lose yourself,
One that sets your soul on fire,
That fills you with unwavering desire,
Desire to know them on a deeper level,
Because you see them as something special,

I want someone who makes my world brighter,
And on the bad days they hug me tighter,
Because they know about my trauma,
That sometimes I can’t see pass the dark,
So they make sure to make me laugh,
Reminding me every time that they’re my other half,

But that isn’t reality,
We’re in the era of hypersexuality,
Where everyone just wants to bone,
Because they want just a second of not feeling alone,
No one wants love anymore,
Lust comes easy but love is now a chore
I hate this ****
Her touch was sickly sweet poison,
Formaldehyde, cold and suffocating.

Her fingers left a trail of bad decisions
 a path I still fight to undo.
Her eyes bored into me, hungry for a taste,

and I, unguarded, reluctantly let her consume me.
She lives inside me now,

in the restless need I can’t shake,

in the cravings I never asked for,

in the lust I fight to control.
She led me down this path,

through shadows of hypersexuality,

and I wonder if you feel anything now.

Do you ******* pain,

the part of me you left behind?

I hope you hate yourself,

the way I’ve learned to hate what you made me become.

— The End —