"mentaly" poems
when your writing non-stop
writing the ink out your pens
or leads out your pencils
then i must confess
have you heard of poetic disease
because i think i've been possessed
when your mind has things flowing
and you know it can't stop
i bet it would be hours until the pencil or pen drops
this is not a real disease
but you can catch this mentaly
and once you do
just imagine all the writing your mind will allow you to
image the thoughts that'll run your mind
image the flow that'll control your mind
when i was first possessed i thought i was crazy
my hands moving non-stop it seemed so amazing
i felt so great
my poems were coming back to back
like music i had a un-controllable flow
and thats a moment i ll never let go
for anyone who has had this disease
tell the world your feelings
your experience
was it good bad or great
did you love it or hate
cause i've never witnessed such a disease that allows us to create
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 12:24 AM UTC
Her walls go higher than any ceiling
To build them so high she paid a killing
She gave up her soul
Her heart... Her whole
Being
See she was seeing
Every man as being one
The one that did her wrong
And now shes contempt with being alone
Her walls arn't made of bricks
Because those need to be fixed
Hers are made of blood and tears
From all the pain that she felt for years
So how do you tear them walls down
When theres no foundation and no ground
Maybe it's simple
First you got to understand her mental
She needs a friend not a lover
Not for you to kiss her but to hold her
Tell her that you love her till she believe you
Her walls will only fall if u put in the time
Only if you come true and quit all the lien
Only than will her walss fall
Mentaly and Physically she'll give you her all
Mar 5, 2012
Mar 5, 2012 at 5:18 PM UTC
**It seems like magic, the way we used to have it
No responsibilities, unaware of all our capabilities
The world was so much more mysterious
The second hand ticks away and the minutes that follow make up 86400 seconds in the day
Hours pass, days go by
Memories last and until the day we die
We try our best to stay strong, do whatever we have to, to hold on
To the things we love
Lines in our faces get a little bit clearer
Every time we take a good look in the mirror
Is the person you see, who you want to be?
Or are you living for someone else, not just physically, but mentaly?
Dig deep inside, rip out what you don't like
Throw it on the ground, step on it, cut it up with a knife
This is what tears away at your heart, this is whats eats away at your conscious, this is what makes you do all the things you don't really have to ...
The way we used to have it, wasn't really magic
It was pure, now that we are polluted we will spend eternity searching for a cure
At least a mystery will still remain...
Is this all just a big game?**
-J.A.M
Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 1:01 AM UTC
hey check my profile pic empty...pity...but shes there with me..around me..cuz she loves me...But selfish me...envy....cuz I dont have... what you have...No I own love...I know love...Cuz she shows love...But I don't have...what you have...stability...selfish me...Mind set hereditary...Blasphemy....That I can blame family... for faith less actions...of lonely contractions....Selfish me...lonely..cuz i dont have... what you have...unity...but we're together....forever...no doubt that i love her....mentaly...selfish me....
Apr 30, 2012
Apr 30, 2012 at 9:27 AM UTC
So I'm tearing up the asphalt
Mentaly screaming that it's my fault
Downing the space between us
Plotting how to gain your trust
Denouncing the air i need
I'm choking on the speed
Nov 5, 2011
Nov 5, 2011 at 12:48 PM UTC
I stopped buying blades
i outgrew that phase
now i cut myself mentaly
now i am scared my own face.
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 8:19 PM UTC
The things you have said,
I can't just forget.
The things you have said,
aren't forgivable.
You thought you were fine,
somethings you don't just get.
You thought you were fine,
but you weren't able.
Those words really hurt,
badly mentaly.
Those words really hurt,
piercing through my soul.
You aren't forgivine,
I accept gratefuly.
You aren't forgivine,
but what was your goal.
You had problems,
you couldn't control.
You had problems,
but its sill hurting.
You've gotten better,
still I have a hole.
You've gotten better,
but I'm still alert.
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 10:51 PM UTC
I wanna take it slow motion
Step by step unlit i can feel you
Day to the night
Moment afther moments
Always down for you tho
Only you want you in the night
Sorry if i abused you mentaly im low
Sorry for the forghotten memories
Every morning regretting you
Every morning regretting you
Step by step slow motion
Taking you in slow moiton
Feeling for u on slow montion
Nights to the day in slow motion
I getted the dont want you with me
Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 1:21 PM UTC