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Nicole Potter May 2013
I Trust these words will present themselves
            Nervous though I may be
So many Political,
                             Religious,
                                            Societal,
­                          Problems.
Let Me Talk.
                      It will be eye opening.
      Presented in a new way.
Because what is prattled on about
                                            pretty useless
                       in the grand scheme of things.
My words will present a Reality.
                                                    If only you would listen.

My soul is unique,
                               cherish-able.
             I will help you become what is necessary
                                    For You.
Whether I know it or not.
                 That is my soul.
Because the little things are what people care about
                  Even if they don't consciously notice.
                               They smile.
                              Soul at ease.
I am a True Treasure
                                  that could do more than already managed.
Maybe I'm being conceded,
                                           Maybe I think more people should keep me around.

I want to make a change
               More direct than others.
So be somewhere with influence
         But start with the masses
Change comes from  people
                                            From those being effected.
We outnumber our suppressors
                        If only we could rally up.
If all goes well,
                        become the force that binds together
                                    unnoticed, yet
Noticed.

**May 28, 2013
As the pages turn
Words breathe new life
In the confines of my mind
Pretty ladies dance and
Hero’s battle fearsome beasts
I run among them
Losing myself in their wonder
I prance like the Nymphs
Dance with Mr. Darcy and
Fly the skies with the Raven
I party with Dorian Gray
Until,  
I am called back to my room
With the plain cream walls
With my real world problems
And there they are
With all my books
Sitting in a pretty
Row
Like toys ready for Christmas
Their pages loose
From my nimble fingers
Their covers ripped from love
Their stories beating hearts
Bleed as their
all silently waiting
For me to come and
Greet them again.
PEARL SMOKE Mar 2015
i Love the drug
But the drug isnt real love.
Even Though im not using, i still have thoughts of it.
even though im not physically active
My Minds processing as if i were.
i Want to stop
Stop thinking of it, its a daily thing
always happening.
When im Overthinking
Feeling Upset, Frusturated, Trapped
And Alone
My solution to wanting to end it is
to get in My Zone.
My Brain Always Headlights Drugs When Im Struggling In My Life
When i Cant Controll My Problems
I Give up quick and dont wanna bother solving them.
i Hate This Drug
But the drug Loves me
When i Dont Want it, It Sneaks Up On Me
to remind me thats its there
all i have to do is dial up
and i can get it quick.
Santiago Jan 2015
I'm a one man army
Running solo cold like the polo
Oh no don't test me ***
**** you slow in a choke hold
Alone droping like a one ton stone
Please check yo mouth
You barking loud?
Leave you dead in the crowd
Like a one hit wonder
Striking down like thunder
Left dead six feet under
So don't mention my name
You can keep all the fame
I'm in the game, with only one aim
To shower down like rain
So everything's getting hit & wet
Now you know what to expect
Shout outz to my nut dweller
Spit you *** out like acapella
Placing you on your knees
Duct tape thick rope no hope
At ease tough mind no sweating
Drilling killing blood spilling
Ripping gripping blood dripping
Torture I introduce my culture
Tie your arms and legs
It's too late to beg
When I'm cutting off both legs
And your arms
They will soon be disarmed
I'm sorry I didn't mean no harm
But I felt threatened
Almost taken, surely mistaken
Keep this in mind
You'll be left behind
What a shameful crime
It's time for coronas & lime
At last, just a thing in the past
I never intended for problems
But it's the only way
I could solve them, toss them
Now I lost them...
a m a n d a Aug 2013
let's not discuss
the past, alright?
because there are
    are a few   f l a w s
with the whole
         ******* idea
of this stupid linear
       time
thing
anyway.

i don't like it.
but seeing as how
      i am currently unable
  to grasp time
       in any other way
(not for lack of trying)
i am stuck with this
     past, present, future
*******.

if you fall into the
t r a p
  of the beckoning past...
and you visualize yourself
           quite literally turning
   your head to look
behind you
                           eyes closed
   summoning memory...
you are about to
   encounter
all kinds of problems.

it is hard
when you
  desperately
try to hold onto
        a time of joy
     recall a person
                         no longer with you
a song
      a smell
fabric
      colors
sometimes these help
but...
good luck with that.

your memories
      are as good as
   your brain
                 - or your old photographs
digital images
       videos
   artifacts
            ...but guess what?
it's all in your head.

and your beautiful mind
      is likely playing
  all kinds of tricks
             on you
       making up complete lies
   presenting you with
           non-existent memories    
making mediocre times (at best)
           seem like "the good old days"
it will cast a false golden
      light over everything and
everyone that will cause you
           to           ...    get              ...stuck
        gazing fondly...tearfully...at the past
...everything glowing so nicely
(if only things could be that way again...)

snap out of it!
now you're a melancholy
    nostalgic
 emotional wreck in
this time, just spitting
         neurons all over the place
  thinking about that other time

if you've angrily slammed
   your brain into reverse
d e t e r m i n e d
      to figure out
what the **** just happened and why
best of luck to you
        where did the last 10 years of my life go?
   why did this person die?
             what went wrong?

go ahead and dig
   that **** up
and make sense of dirt.

because dirt makes
   just about as much sense
as anything else.

so there you are...
    frozen in this time
           in an emotional frenzy
   determined and trusting your
       brain to find the answers
  in the past
(because who better
       than you
    can know and remember?)
                              brain churning backwards
                 like an old tape reel
and what have you got?
   more truth
lies
   exaggerations
misrepresentations....
all in your mind
(let me take a moment here to stress a different word)
all in your mind.

all the real life people
    the three-dimensional objects
are moving  a r o u n d
         you and your crazy brain
in space and time
      (which is also moving)

what's the friggen point?!
i know, i know.
(i'm not saying this facetiously)
it's sad
    that the past is gone.
that actual living people
become past -
        that makes about as much
sense as dirt.

my point?
let's just not
    talk about the friggen past...
it's sad, it seems
   no matter
         how you
    look at it.
Big Virge Dec 2014
So What Cause Is It ... ?    
That They ... REALLY Stand For ... ?  
    
Because Nowadays ... I'm Getting IRATE ... !!!    
Due To FANCY Talk From Those NOT POOR ... ?!?    
    
About ... " How they help, and can't do more ! " ...    
    
Or Is That ... WON'T ... ?!?    
    
When They Come From WEALTH And Ignorant Hoards ... !!!  
    
Families FILLED With SEPARATIST Wills ...    
Talking of ... " WILLS " ... !!!    
    
What's Left For Them ... ???    
Monetary Problems ... ???    
  
Or A Cause Instilled To Change Their Ilk ...    
From ... LUSTING For Bills ...    
    
Yen Or ... Pounds ... ?!?    
How Does That Sound ... ?    
If You're ... " One of Them " ... !?!    
    
Does Your Cause Stem ... ?    
From A Wish To END ...    
    
... " ELITE IGNORANCE " ... !?!?!  
    
The Type That Defends ...    
White Men Who ... PRETEND ...    
To Give A **** About Black Man ...    
    
When The Truth Is ... THIS ... !!!    
Their Talk Is WEAK Cos' They're Human Sheep ... !!!    
    
Who THINK Their Skin Gives Them The Right ...    
To Say What They Like About Things In Sight ...    
    
As If Black Minds Are Completely Blind ... !?!    
To The Cause of Things When Pressure Liks' ... !!!!!!!!    
    
Like It Is ... NOW ... !!!!!    
  
Now That Things Are FOUL ...    
They're CRYING OUT For ... " THINGS TO CHANGE ! " ...    
  
Well Okay That's GREAT ... !!!!!    
  
But ... " Back in the day " ...    
When ... " Momma Had Slaves ! "    
    
... ALL OVER THE PLACE ... !!!!!  
    
Were They CRYING Back Then ... ???    
For Slaves .... BETTERMENT .... !?!    
    
And Educating Them About ... " RACISM " ... ?!?  
    
And EXPOSING THE TRUTH ...  
About ... " Daddy's Boardroom " ... ?!?  
    
I'm A Bit Confused As To The Cause ...    
They Seemed To Ignore That They Now IMPLORE ...    
As If It's NEW ... And Should Be USED ... !!!!!!!!!!!!!    
    
I Hear REVOLUTION Coming From White Lips ...    
Oh So THAT'S A SOLUTION Well I've Got To Ask ... THIS ... !?!    
    
When The Ku Klux **** Were HANGING Black Man ... !!!    
Were They And Their Fam' ... Taking THAT STAND ... !!!?!!!    
  
"Oh, that was the past !" ...    
  
"Man, kiss my **** !" ...    
    
Ignorance Was ... " BLISS " ... !!!    
    
Until The Pinch FLIPPED And HIT New Skins ... !!!    
Financial TRICKS ... NEW AGE Racists ... !!!    
    
Politics In The Mix of CORRUPTING Things ... !!!    
Isn't This How It's ... ALWAYS Been ... ?!?!?    
  
"Well, that was then, this is now !" ...    
    
Are The Usual Sounds That Come From Mouths ...    
Who Act Like CLOWNS But Are QUICK To DROWN ... !!!  
    
The Sounds of Thoughts ...  
Coming From Black Minds As If We're Inclined ...    
To Run WEAK TALK That Is BIASED Fa' Sure ... !!!!    
When It Seems Our Cause It's Just TALK THAT HAUNTS ... !!!!!  
    
See They've ALWAYS Got An Answer ... !!!    
As If They Are .... " SMARTER " .... !!!!!!!    
    
Than Blacks Who Take Time ...  
To ... DISSECT Their Lives ...    
    
And ALL Their ... " CHARTERS " ...    
That Have Made Life HARDER ... !!!    
    
EVEN Under .... " OBAMA " .... !!?!!  
    
HYPOCRITICAL Types Who THINK They're Cool ...    
Cos' They Know Black Folks Who Enjoy Their ...  " Jokes " ... ?!?    
    
Well I AIN'T THAT BLOKE ... !!!!!    
  
And DON'T Deal In Quotes ...    
That Hold ... NO WEIGHT ... !!!!!    
    
Which Is Why They're AFRAID ...    
of The Things I RELATE In My Wordplay  ... !!!    
    
I'm SICK of Them HEARING But NOT LISTENING ... !!!    
Because They're Adhering To ... "LIMITED Thinking" ...    
    
LIMITED By .....  
Historical Ties They'd Rather ... DENY ... !!!    
    
As Being The Cause For Veteran Wars ...    
And Humanity's FALL ... It's NEVER Their Fault ... !!!  
    
It Was Actually ... " The FORCE " ... !?!    
    
"Oh it was down to Star Wars !    
wait a minute now, pause !" ...    
    
Man I've Got To Laugh Otherwise I'll FROWN ... !!!    
And Decide To TAKE DOWN ...  
  
Them And Their Crowd of ..... " KNOW IT ALLS " ..... !!!!!  
    
Who CHOOSE TO HEAR What Suits Their Ears ... !!!!    
    
They ... REALLY DO ... !!!!!    
    
And Then Run Talk When The Penny DROPS ... !!!    
As If They KNEW What Was Said ... BEFORE ... !!!    
In Talks That ROCKED ... Their Lil' Cotton Socks ... !!!    
    
"At the time I was wrong, and just being headstrong !" ...      
    
Well CLEARLY NOT ...  
When They Come Back ... !?!  
  
NO ACKNOWLEDGEMENT That ...    
They Bought Into ... FALLACY FILLED Views ...    
They've Read In Books Or Been Fed By The News ...    
    
It's CLEAR TO ME We Blacks Should Speak ... !!!    
But ... NOT ABOUT THEM ... !!!!  
Or The Cause They DEFEND ... ?!?    
    
When They Help The Poor ...    
By Doing Stuff That's A SHORT TERM Fix ... !!!      
So Their GUILT Can DESIST ... !!!    
    
Well Me And My ... " CHIP " ...    
Now Write These Scripts ... !!!  
    
That Prove My Cause Is ... NOT About ME ... !!!  
But EQUALITY ... For EVERYBODY ... !!!!!!!  
  
Even If I'm Seen As The ... " Villain of The Piece " ... !!!!  
    
Because It's CLEAR ... !!!  
    
I Really Do ... STAND TALL ... !!!    
And DON'T MAKE ... DUD Calls ... !!!    
    
Like Those Whose Actions ... BETRAY Thoughts ...    
That Seem DISTRACTED ... From This Question Fa' SURE ... !!!!    
    
" What Cause is it that they, REALLY Stand For ... ?!? "
A poem for victims of ignorant rhetoric, and systemic bias, that emanates from racial discrimination.
Charlotte Grace Aug 2011
I'm a slave to my body
Left to put up with the pain
Feels like one sick, crazy game
I'm merely a spectator
Helpless and frozen
In horror, and uncertainty, wondering why was I chosen
All my efforts in vain
Nothing can take away the pain
The depression and anxiety that consume my mind
Nothing I can do but find ways to pass the time
Hoping and wishing, one day for a cure
Meanwhile my life is just one big blur
Trying so hard to take control
But the stress and the pain are taking their toll
Wishing that others could try to understand
All of the problems I seek to withstand
Trying and failing, uncertain of what to do
Sick of feeling insane, what have I gotten myself into?
All of this inner turmoil leaving me drained
Not a smile crosses my lips that isn't feigned
This daily facade of normalcy is my routine
Truth is; it feels like I'm living in a dream
Don't know what's real, incapable of true emotion
It's all just white noise; one big commotion
One day I hope it will all go away
Until then, these tears are here to stay.
Marigold Jan 2012
I have no problems with reality,
Not a one.
For my reality has been kind to me.

She is not the hard unchangeable reality whom others face,
But an easily molded reality.
A reality I can all too simply alter.

My reality is maleable.

The paper goes down,
Disintegrating under the tongue,
And enlightenment goes up,
All these new realities i'd missed before.
The colours all increase,
Each sensation felt as though via magnifying glass.
A vivid, deep reality arrives.

The bottle tips up,
And boredom- bred of a mundane life,
And sadness- for no particular reason,
Flow out.
A blurrier and faster paced reality sets in.
Much better.
Much better.

And one might forget everything -
in my reality that is.
So many nights never truly occurred.
I had nothing to do with that long-haired boy,
The accepting of his alcohol,
The ripping of his shirt,
The kissing of his neck.


In your harsh reality truths are unavoidable.
Not so in mine!

Yes,
My reality is kind to me.
It looks after me well.
It will do what is for the best,
Erasing and blurring.
Good reality, good pet.

I feed my little reality her meds,
And we stay happily together;
happy in our preferredly hazy state.
Concoxide Jul 2017
i saw the results of an amateur study claiming to measure which religion cares the most about the homeless by the amount of money dropped into a variety of bowls with each religion labeled and laid out in front of a beggar.

i propose that money is not an accurate measurement of caring in this situation.  the following points could also be applied to raising children and/or running our education system... here is my argument:

----------

money is not the most accurate measure of caring in this situation.

for example, if a child has not yet learned to walk, and you want the child to walk (you care) you have these options:

1. use money to pay someone to manipulate the child's legs or build an expensive apparatus that performs the task of walking for the child

2. use knowledge and training to encourage the child to familiarize themselves with the mechanics of walking.

3. do nothing, just observe.

each method may have a different result..

1. the child walks, although this stops when the manipulator stops.  this is a solution, although the child probably didn't learn anything. he may have made a new friend, but he is dependent on that friend... payments must be made perpetually to achieve the goal we care about.. alot of money is needed to maintain this type of caring... it may never end because skills may never be learned.

2. the child struggles. the child gets frustrated. the child gets motivated to overcome the frustration. the child's learns how to follow instructions.  eventually the child acclimates himself to the mechanics of walking. the child walks.  the goal we care about is achieved. we no longer have to concern ourselves with the goal in any way, shape, or form.

3.  the child struggles.  the child gets frustrated.  the child gets motivated to overcome the frustration.  the child either falls into desperation and gives up or learns how to be innovative and resourceful.. discovering the mechanics of walking by trial and error.

scenario 1
the throw money at it scenario may be the most commonly accepted form of caring, although it is often the worst at achieving the goals we care about.

scenario 2
the structured training scenario can be good at achieving the goals we care about, although there could still be a level of dependency here if/when new problems are encountered that aren't covered by the training.

scenario 3
the hands off scenario has both the greatest and the worst potential.  the goals we care about may be achieved or the subject may be lost entirely.  if the goals are achieved, the subject is likely to be very prepared to take on any new or unexpected problems encountered.

the most appropriate approach may be in the form of a combination of scenario 2 and scenario 3...  providing knowledge/training to overcome a problem only when the subject is leaning towards desperation/giving up... one must determine, however, whether the subject that has given up can be remotivated.

so you see, lack of monetary donation does not equate to a lack of caring.  and i do realize that "training" involves money although it's not money put directly in a beggars bowl.

the measurement depicted seems to be more of an inverse representation of the wisdom and problem solving capabilities of the average followers of said groups
Holly Salvatore Mar 2013
I can hear the war
Being fought through the radio
Somehow it's more
Real now
Unlike anything Americans have fought before
A dark-eyed man
Is crying foreign tears
On a dirt floor
Giving new meaning to dirt poor
Feeling his daughters' faces
Through years of calluses
He's got three little girls
That his failed eyes can't find anymore
The bullet in his forehead
Took his sight
His three little lives
His whole world
And that's probably not the worst
On either side

I'm in a warm bed
Winter in the midwest
Drifting off to foreign correspondence
Thinking
I am out of mascara,
Cheez-its, toilet paper
I need to buy more
And I'm craving Starbucks
Chai tea
Sounds so good right now
The gas in my car
Probably came from an olive-skinned backyard
I'm not doing anything to help
I should move to Canada
Where I'll feel less responsible
For indirectly taking lives
I'm disappointed in myself
For buying new shoes
Enjoying good *****
Taking it for granted
That I got into a good school
I want it to show
Want people to know
That I stand for more
Than my selfish
First world problems
Wolf Irwin Jun 2014
Problems come tailor-made so there's no one-size-fits all solution,
And sometimes we might feel like we should just be in a mental institution, I know it can be daunting and confusing sometimes,
But just keep searching what you seek you shall find,
When left to our own devices remember there's no better technology,
And we'll be sorry for so long untill we accept our own apology,
If you're treading water in the same place atleast you're still afloat,
Never give in, never give up, and never lose hope,
You can take my two cents straight to the back this you can quote,
Life might not be so funny when you're the punchline of the joke.
taia Apr 2016
don't worry for me
i will be fine, as always
problems dissipate
SMN Aug 2015
today
i feel weak and small
today
small problems become big
my brain is so full
i can hardly speak
today*
i’m batteling my mind
fighting the pain
trying to survive
with teary eyes
and an aching heart

*(s.m)
Hal Loyd Denton Apr 2012
Rusty Hinges

The wood showed its age and its time of neglect it creaked open slowly onto the courtyard the
Individual standing there was you or me the time varies from hours days and years our circumstances
Are different but they do flow with a commonality as one being human so many life experiences happen
To us all but controversial identifiable problems make them Taylor made for us as individual and at there
End they are retold with tread that has a universal constant that can mean many things to a lot of
People that in one degree or another applies to us but in the arena of life and its lustful expositions we
Turn and are in tough straits loss slights disappointments fall across our paths as shadows and in them
Are portents of more unknown difficulty no one gives much thought to the quick and vanishing problem
Unless it holds after the fact considerations that will be a continued problematic ongoing occurrence
These are the ones that we will fight a running battle with they tax our resources emotional or financial
Possibly both are effected nerves and stress makes for quiet an ordeal never to treat something in a
Light manner but that is the very success and exit that all desire the quote its darkest just before the
Dawn is in fact infallible truth but take it a step further with purposeful pause call to a halt all the anxiety
The voices silent or audible picture clearly the situation as best as you can see it and as hard and
Unanswerable as it surly is at that moment your need is to garrison your mind behind high walls
Making any thoughts that would enter at least they will be high unattainable thoughts not just
The little thoughts that have no power they only undermine and play to your fears in this haven begin
To undergird and reinforce stress points that are easily identified make the grandest leap of all deface
The diabolical disjointed confusion that has arrested your mind so terribly and scoffs you with the
Central means of attack confusion scatters your will your God given abilities to combat the war like
Ways that are found in life decisions need to made in clear eyed settings that are not similar to a
Volcanic upheaval but the scene should be a table and chair the floor smooth with sensibility the walls
Hung with diplomas and other unquestioned achievements that vouch of steady prolonged success
No matter the undertaking the chair the place and focal point of a fount that bares on and in it a grand
Ancient hall lined with shelves and shelves of books the gathered power of many minds implements and
Symbols that show in deep detail by their very appearance those that have entered here were men of
Gifts and striking abilities that they now gladly share they set around the table awaiting your questions
With answers that disarmed all foes not one loss was found and all this rest on one hinge and that is
Faith rusty of truth but by humble supplication and expectation you polish it to its formidable formable
Brilliance and Excellence burning away all shadows leaving in brightest detail the answers you seek
Nothing comes to your life without attending gifts attached the greater the struggle means in accurate
Measurement of how much growth you can expect
Alethea May 2014
You're rotten. You're horrible.
The feeling of insecurity descends upon me like the angel of death descended upon the Egyptians.
Depression, suicidal thoughts come to me the way that the answers to incredibly hard math problems come to geniuses.
I fight to push them away but they cut through my sanity with claws razor sharp.
The innocence of my childhood has faded into the moral corruption of adolensence.
The purity of girlhood has been slashed by the hardships of teenage life.
I try to keep my eyes pealed for the target but alas I'm losing focus and am hearing the screams of other's souls.
I hear someone moan, I realize the moan came from deep within me.
This wasn't a nightmare anymore it was sheer reality.
Reality had settled my fate.
Something I wrote a while ago, not really a poem but oh well.
Mark Toney May 2023
value sweet friendship
be quick to resolve problems
don’t let the sun set




Mark Toney ©️ 2023
5/7/2023 - Poetry form: Senryu
Ma Cherie Nov 2016
So I hear,
just today,
in fact,

I'm not certain exactly when it was said,
a reliable source,
NPR,

So, I hear that great wall,
the BIG & beautiful one
on our Southern border,
the one HE wanted to build?

The one he raged about,
& of course,
while it was always preposterous,

Anyway he says,

It can maybe be a fence,
instead.

Oh my ****.

Huh, interesting,

Well, that's not wishy washy,
No,
At all...
solid guy, he is,
& along with all the other rapidly,
changing things,
that he was so very,
passionate about,

And given,
the absolute myriad of obstacles,
from forcing Mexico to pay,
(haha- good one)
yeah,
making Mexico pay,
sure,

By the way,
do you want to work for his immigration?

Cuz' he's gonna need a bunch of new
recruits,
if so,

Not to mention,
workers to survey & complete,
that ridiculous project,
the complex geological complications,
in an interesting terrain,
humph,
indeed,
& the endless wordly implications,
that and so MANY other problems
we face,
far worse,
& BIGGER ones too,

Seriously,
check it out,
it would literally take,
FOREVER to build,
true narcissism,
exists,
apparently,

Though,
he might have single-handedly stopped illegal immigration by being elected.

Mission accomplished?

Do you wanna come live in the U.S. now?

Hahaha,
So stupid,
not REALLY funny,
still good to laugh,

This?

This is who we elected?
were we ALL high,
on propaganda?

God help us in times of war.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Seriously people?
Wayne Pritchett Oct 2010
i was chillin one night
sitting in the clouds
talkin **** with the insomniac
when we thought of the question
what if we could transform
i began to figure out
what might actually take form
understand my imagination is crazy
in my mind all is possible
im tryin to look forward
so it might be futuristic
not like the jetsons
its gonna be realistic
some practical that might
help us out in some sort
making the human race more lazy
making our life her not worth it
shortly after nature kicks in
we get fat and wont walk
then great *** we will lack
men and women get restless
and things will get grizzly
not for me at least cause
in my mind im fit and well
with the power to turn
the pretty girls into supermodels
and keep the bitter ones
lookin like a blue whale

as u can see i think pretty awkward
id wanna be gigantic
but i gotta take flying lessons
because i gotta get some wings
to fly over my problems
and fly straight to the meanings
super strength to beat them down
then a lot of marksmanship
to make sure they stay down
my imagination is cautious
so i threw that one in
just to cover my end

but then i begin to think
about those that need help
so i begin to imagine
a being to lend a hand
maybe a super hero
in a 3rd world country
giving children water to drink
so they can have a chance
to grow and develop
maybe have an imagination
and dream just like me
then make that dream
an all too needed reality
you never know about
that kid you call a habeeb
he might discover the death
to that monster we call ***

but who am i to say
my imagination makes sense
Jody Breeze would feel me
he agrees wit it all day
cause my bro and i
we fly in the clouds since
you cats aint think freely
so using my mind
with the function god gave me
ill wonder how we will devise
a shortcut in nature
to alter our appearance
in this market based reality
cause if enough people
step up for to the table
to sign the medical clearance
pigs will fly
madness will multiply
the cosmos would be fried
and half the world might die
that means police would have wings
to catch "criminals" who wouldnt
steal but whose cousin has steel
that gives pigs halos to match
those wings given in police training
but thats my paranoia
in my silly imagination
i might sound crazy to
most close minded fools
so ill stay in my clouds
and contemplate
a perfect transformation
to slap onto the slate
to help us better our state
of mind and put us in the groove
to soothe our stress
refuse to use our heat
and become completely cool

Peace is Love. Love is everything
(c) Wayne Pritchett September 2010
gabby dial May 2015
I have never had a garage until this year
I store everything from my pain to my wardrobe
last night I screamed at the cement walls
stared out the window like someone was coming to get me
I feel disconnected in there
I keep myself in that garage wishing I could tape myself away in a cardboard box next to everything else no one wants to open
I would be out of the way, hardly taking up space
wouldn't that be great.

but instead ill spend another night screaming at walls that wont break
they aren't as fragile as I am today.
garage sundress
open bottles, not to confess
problems I don't want to address
im kind of a loud mistake
.
Michael T Chase Mar 2021
My mind goes for a smoke before my body does.
It becomes a pressure just like holding *** if I don't fulfill the mind's intention.
The heart is silenced and prepared for the intake of nicotine even though I haven't moved from my place.
The social joys, the buzz, and relief of smoking circulate through my mind.
My back tells me it will be comforted by smoking, just like a teenager asking for car keys.
The part of me who doesn't want to smoke is portrayed as an over-worried mother, over protecting this teen.
The male aspect that wants to stop smoking is decided as the empty insurance salesman simply concerned with the money.
In other words he is seen as fake.
Next, the Natives remind me that tobacco is a sacred tradition given by White Buffalo Calf Woman.
"It eases tention," She says.
I think about the people I've influenced to smoke, and how others influenced me too.
I think how much more healthy Chloe looks now that she's quit.
My hip muscles now tell me a smoke will relax them.
I'm reminded of the lack of care of minorities by those who don't smoke.
I'm reminded of smoking comradery.
Of Native society centered on the pipe.

A tattoo of my newfound math problems: R^n.

And with this one distraction, all these thoughts of smoking combine and say: "okay, let's go smoke" as if tugging at my seat.
Yet I tie myself to my seat, I theory anyway.
Smoke or sleep? They try the either or question.
I'm staying up for another 11 minutes.
What will happen?
The friendliness of Nic does it to me again.
Life has its moments thats' for sure-
And for some problems there is no cure-
WE all go through the motions day by day-
Resolving our problems what can I say-
WE hope for better days to come-
Solutions work but only for some-
So do your best always as time moves along-
Always do the right thing not something wrong-
the future is the undiscovered country



you see tommy des ree was a scientist who really wasn’t very realistic about what the

future brings, you see tommy wanted not to die, and wanted to find a way of eliminating death,

but this was going to be tough, because nobody knows what the future holds, nobody, you see,

tommy sat down, dreaming about ways to **** off the past, despite best mates saying they liked

him back then, everyone has their problems, but tommy was different to others, but he can’t quite

figure out why he was so different, because every story he wrote about changing the country for the better

was laughed right out of court,  and tommy was having a hard time, but really any idea he had was bad

so he went away to get himself into cosmic sleeping and learn about how the cosmos can save future

existense, and no matter how hard this is, tommy will make sure he travels to the edge of the earth, to find

the answer to what the future has in store, tommy thought, a person dies, a person gets reborn, and why do we

****, we call it gas, yeah, and a baby comes from that spot, and tommy got on the internet, to learn other people’s

views on the matter, and tim who lived in wisconsin under the name of genner, wrote a story about how methane is used

by buddha to bring an old dead soul and the new soul was created, and it was caused by methane, but the atheists of the

area told tommy, that nothing up there can protect us from the future, NOTHING, I CAN TELL YA, tommy was looking at many

sites explaining about methane, so why don’t we see the deceased, why are they deceased, why do we die, but the answer

to that question is, people die to end suffering, but still tommy was saying, why oh why do we die, how can we protect the world from death,

or is death the answer to the future, like any right wing person reincarnates into a left leaning family, like a selfish man reincarnates to a nice

to everyone family, and nothing can stop his horrible moods, and maybe if people can understand what is on in their minds, there might not

be a problem to be risen, ya see, not everyone is perfect ya know, and mental illness is a form of trauma from bad karma, from previous lives

or current lives, and tommy didn’t understand, why mate, why is there supposed to be a future out there, that nobody can explain.

even if methane is the gas that burns the old, and creates the new, methane also can be used to improve the part of people’s life patterns.

sometimes the old, can’t look after their young, unless they died, and became a new aged young person, created by the new age movement,

this might sound bogus to some, but people are dropping like flies, and being replaced by other humans or animals, and tommy was having a battle,

trying to find out what was in the future, what the future has in store for him, is tommy’s mind going to be in the form of a robot ran by computers and,

everything he writes on his computer, will be in the minds of people who use computers, which makes the future,

the part of an undiscovered for tommy and everyone,

we can’t control the future, the future controls us
DaSH the Hopeful May 2015
Kneeling down
        Speaking to God
        His black eyes scream forgiveness
        The sound gives me goosebumps

    You see
                  I've done things most would consider a bit unusual
  But I've always deserved it
     A razorblade horizontally drug across my lips reminded me to never talk back
     Embedding shards of glass in my legs one by one reminded me to never run away from my problems
              
            After everyone died there were questions I could never say the real answer to
          
        You were there to hear the truth, always were
        Beside me, behind me, beneath me
    You never loved me enough to be inside, but it was ok because your mystique kept me inebriated

    The questions never stopped the rooms got smaller and I had to run
       I had to leave. You came with me

    I hated myself for not staying. And when the pieces of glass weren't enough, I understood I deserved a worse punishment, I lit a cigarette and started my trusty chainsaw
   And after I was finished even you shrunk away from me, my flat friend made of blackness where did you go?

       Now all I have is God.
He listens okay, but he's not like you. With my decimated body leaning against my bed, I look into his two deep dark hollow eyes, I bring his eyes closer, into my mouth, and finally he talks back. He says *bang
the problems of mice and men
were supposedly cared for by THEM
except that THEY never
were sufficiently clever
and things ended up all the same
Nicole Rountree Sep 2018
Sow a Good Seed
When you sow a good seed, you see a good harvest
You work hard every day and try to stay modest
You pray every day and try to live honest
You may have some problems but you own and then solve them.
Sow a Good Seed
Your harvest is plenty and hard work is not futile
The clouds grew dark and the winds were brutal
You just keep on plowing because your dedication is undisputable
Sow a Good Seed
When you sow good seeds, you reap a plentiful harvest
Don’t think it was easy because you didn’t see me through the darkness
No matter how many seeds are sown
No matter how many plants are grown
Know that if the harvest seems like its slow, it is not a blessing denied, but instead, a blessing postponed that's waiting to be bestowed!
George Ellison Jul 2011
See you make me hate life and refuse to smile at everything!
I hope ya know yo son loved you more than anything!
But now you just another no trusting ***** who lost all of my love!
You say Thomas quit crying but see this is the **** i'm tired of!
As much as I wanna die right now but i'm not thinking so clearly!
I want you to read this **** and understand how severely this is making me weary!
I got NOTHING I hope you understand this *****!
just like when you lost everything cause you had that itch!
I ain't talking all this **** out of anger or frustration!
I'm saying it cause you were my motivation someone who knew my problems without me giving an explanation,
I thought today would be a celebration but now I now sit and wonder about my education but honestly it don't mean **** to me if ya not even gonna be at the graduation so I now I yell **** the world and back to isolation!
Millee Jan 14
silent tears
the incoherent cry for help
pain no one will hear.
pain no one will ever know.
they are shed when everything else is kept within.
when you are so alone, you have no shoulder to lean on.
the pain leaks from time to time through the corner of your eye, but it stays buried.
buried under the guilt, the shame, everything you throw away.
push your hurt out quietly—don't be a burden. no one wants your problems, your pain—no one wants you they say.
please, someone take my pain away.
Marci Ace Apr 2015
The man that stood in black.
That man that was there,
When I always turned back.
He, That man,
Was there,
Standing still.
Cold as ice,
But eyes warm,
And mind so nice.
The Man In Black, and I
Spoke thru silence.
We stood there.
Eyes growing wilder in violence,
But yet the conversation
Was so sweet.
Tender enough to the point
I needed no greet.
The Man In Black,
Was hard to make of.
I couldn’t see much of his face,
Except that his teeth and eyes
Was as white as a dove.
He showed much remorse
Thru smiles, and love.
He covered me thru all of my
Hard times.
When I had to push and shove.
But The Man In Black
Was a scheme and darkness.
Every talk we had,
My silence grew angry.
My silence was violence.
My silence became a riot…
It became a riot.
A RIOT!
RIOT!!
RIOT!!!
RIOT!!!!
I couldn’t hide it.
I loved The Man In Black,
But why couldn’t he stay for long?
Why when I had problems he
Seems to always be gone?
WHERE’S THAT MAN?!
Why…
I thought I had a friend.
I just wanted a friend.
That man in black,
Was a trace of myself.
My guilt.
My conscious.
My trend.
I no longer had a friend,
That was in all black,
That man became me.
Every time I turned back.


                  Marci H.
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Captured in the psych ward part 8




You see after Martin Kelly's sister arrived at the hospital to pick up her
Brother's body and take him back with her to England,,Robert had a sleepless
Night, and decided to go out and watch the TV cause he was too ****** bored
And he had a lot on his mind, you know, really Robery wanted to go,,and being
A kid, he didn't know much about respect and Kate came out and said, would
You fucken turn this TV down, it is keeping me up all night, and Robert told Kate
To *******, and Ron just got up out of bed after getting a phone call from his
Grandson Billy, who was 12 Years old and coming to stay this weekend, which
Is 2 days away, and work was so tight, he really couldn't get time off, but he did
Have some extra over time credits he could use, but Ron liked to use them on
Big holidays, but having his grandson come over, is a big holiday, so he went into
Work today, like normal, go to the cafe talk to the Fran and dan, and today's topic
Was about families, mainly because Ron said his grandson billy was coming in 3 days
And Fran said she had 2 kids, no grandkids, and Dan, said that she has 1 son named
Bill, who was 12, and every night, bill runs around me and my hubby all time and then
Ron said, well my grandson is 11, how about we meet, over the weekend, and both of our kids can meet each other, and Dan said, ok if you were living in a run down property
In the middle of the Victorian alps, I would love you to come and Ron, these are modern times, why the **** are you in a run down property for, you should be getting heaps of
Money from this cafe and dan said, well, you would think so, wouldn't you, but my dad
Wanted me and the kids to live with him, I have to get my family up at 4-00 in the morning
To get here on time, and Ron said, life is a *****, well, we can meet at my place, you are
An adult, well yes, said Dan, I will let you know, and then Dan went to the HDU to check on his patients and he was told that Robert has been sitting watching TV all night, and
He hasn't had breakfast, maybe we should see to have him released, I don't think he very
Well, and he might be under suicide watch, he is too young for this place and Ron said, ok
I will have a word with him, so he went over to Robert and said Robbie what's up and Robert said, well, I have been in here too long, and the patients are too weird, like that stupid phoney that arrived here at 3 this morning, who sat next to me, and Ron curious about what Robert was saying, said, who was this phoney, and he was this was man who had the hood type jacket and blue and white canterbury bulldogs shorts and Ron said, he
Is the night time volunteer who works here at night, to look after younger people like yourself, if they can't sleep, to make them feel better, and Robert said, maybe, if I knew that, I might not have been so rude, now thanks to you I feel worst, no he ain't allowed to
Say he is a volunteer, cause, he is there for you guys, but, he ain't allowed to ignore you
For being rude either, ok I will have this dude look after you in the future, and Robert said,
No you fucken ****, I want out of this hell hole, this is clearly not working for me and
Ron spent the day trying to find out what is wrong with Robert, while the nurses handled
The medication, and Ron said, I really think this boy isn't ill, so we shouldn't push drugs down him, and Naomi suddenly came out saying, we are captured captured captured
Us young dudes have been captured in the psych ward today, Naomi and Robert and
Ron came out and tried to settle naomi down but this was hard, and Naomi was still refusing medication. And the staff because of this still say she is threat to people around her, and when Ron had finished talking to Robert, he had a few words with brad, as well
As Susan and Pete. And mind you Pete was having a lot of problems and yes Ron took
His time off to look after his grandson and, said he won't be back till Wednesday of next
Week, and Robert and Naomi were sitting there watching TV together, and patty came out
Saying that he missed the plane to Washington dc and needs a private jet, and said, can I go on the Internet, to book myself on one and the nurses, said, you can't expect a free ride
And the doctor said, ok patty roe, sit down and I will make you a hot chocolate and patty
Roe said, neh, I need to get to the white house, I am meeting Obama and the doctor said
Here is the medication that is right for you at the moment, go to your bed, and relax, cause
This place is close to prison, ya can't expect a free ride here and Susan said, yeah, you will
Never get a free ride to the states in your situation ya **** and Ron went home, to get the
House ready for his grandson, and he is off work till Wednesday he is happy and
He visited the cafe and told Fran and Dan that he will bring his grandson in


Sent from my iPad
Amanda Stoddard May 2014
I strive for any sense of sanity my body has left
and you could inject lithium into my bloodstream
all you wanted but that will never take away
the stream of conscious to which I face every **** day.
And I speak these words in a volume only sincere ears
could hone into and leech off of for their own sanity,
but things are never that easy.
Affirmation is like a drug and sanity like a ghost
you get addicted to those things in which
we are not usually accustomed to
that sincerity so comforting it's hard to let go.
Most people do drugs to forget,
but ******* with you,
I want to remember every single moment-
harness it inside my memory and save it as draft
so I can post it to my retinas later that night
when I'm loosing sleep because I cannot rid of the ghosts
I've spent both my night and day fighting off.

I want to crash and burn
I want to live a life like all the crazy poets
and authors and writers that never held dear to their sanity
they embraced their madness and embarked on a journey
throwing away any sense of normalcy they had.

But maybe, I should do as you say
or do as my father says-
ya know,  just deal with my problems on my own.
It's kind of crazy because you both say the same thing
which leads me to believe that women do end up
marrying their fathers which I fear-
more than any other obstacle in my life
because my broken wings were built upon my fathers shoulders
and upon mine is more weight than I can carry,
So i'm sorry you've become a muse for my misplaced sanity
and a drawing board for my dilemmas
but baby, you have not seen dramatic.
Not from me at least and it's not safe for me
to hide this part of myself away from you..
But it's like you want me to.
And one day, oh god one day
I will crack under the pressure placed upon these shoulders
and try to fly with these broken wings
and I will crash and burn like alll those people
and it's then I will realize
that hiding away this part of myself
in spite of everything I know,
will be the best and the worst thing I've ever done.

and I'm so ******* tired,
that tired isn't even the word to describe it,
more like futile or unavailing because
I hide away parts of myself for the ones I love
and they itch to come at the surface like a growing tick
ready to explode distracted by euphoria filling it's stomach.
I am not okay, and I'm kind of tired of acting like it.
I am a ticking time bomb
ready to blow your ******* head off at any second
one you will never be able to disable-
and this, this is manic depression.
I wish it was as beautiful as Hendrix made it seem.
Maci M Nov 2011
Magic Marker Mistakes.
Hop-Scotch Hurts.
Tick-Tack-Toe Troubles.

In the world of the shrewd there was the land of innocence.

Candy Heart Cares.
Playhouse Problems.
Silly String Scars

But the young grow and the innocence dies.
What we had was just a chalk outline of love that washed away with the rain.
Ember Evanescent Nov 2014
Okay.
Sure.
Play victim.
Play with drugs, cigarettes and alcohol before you can even legally drive.
Play with knives and fire.
Play with all those things you swore you never would.
Play with the bad kids.
Play unloved.
Play overdramatic.
Play this game you love so well.

...because no matter how good you are at it sooner or later you are going to lose.

I can't wait, I hope I'm there when you do.
Because you wrecked me.
And I am STILL healing.
The scars on my wrists
are all your fault
the reason I sometimes can't eat more
than a yogurt and half an orange for lunch
is because of YOU
the reason I hate myself
the reason my mother can't trust me around blades anymore
the reason my mother cried for so many nights
because you broke her
you broke me
you SHATTERED my friends
and loved ones
you triggered her
you led to her eating problems
you contributed to the slits on her arms
the scars are STILL THERE
you made us genuinely want to **** ourselves
and HER
the one who was so strong she never drew blood
you even drove her to trying to with a pushpin
a f!cking pushpin
thanks to you!
we used car keys when we got desperate
scissor blades
safety pins
needles
construction paper edges
nailclippers
the ends of wires
circle makers
the backings of earrings
so many more things
sitting alone
you turned everyone against us
everyone
all of our friends
the whole school
our families
EVERYONE
you wrecked EVERYTHING
you killed us.
made us want to **** ourselves
now I just want to **** YOU

so go ahead
PLAY.
I hate her. dunno if you gathered that. she is an eating disorder triggerer, depression triggerer, self-harm causer. F!cking *****.
ellie May 2016
I am drunk and I am in love,
could there be a worse combination?
Liquor in my throat and smoke in my lungs,
I wonder how I got to be this weak.
Is love a weakness, I ponder
Is love a thing to hide with shame?
I know I don't hide my love for you,
but how can I? Something this strong cannot be masked,
especially not when I am looking at the bottom of a bottle of cheap wine.
We're fighting, that's why I'm writing.
If things were okay, there would be no needs for these words strung out in sentences addressed to nobody in particular.
I've messed up and you're angry and I was drinking to feel better but now I'm too ******* drunk to know what I've done and it's a hilarious paradox that my substance of choice to drown the negativity is also the cause of further problems between myself and the epicentre of my happiness.
Does this make sense?
Will you ever read this?
I ponder: Do you realise how much I adore you? Will you ever realise it?
I hope we make up soon. I miss you.
i am drunk and i dont know what to do with myself because i am hopelessly in love and i am ruinin things as usual
SøułSurvivør Jan 2017
Tomorrow is my birthday. I will be 60 years old. Where have the years gone? They seem to have pulled along like a Volkswagen behind a large semi...

When I was 5 years old, I was petrified of death. My mother would tell me I have many years ahead. But I knew it wouldn't be long before I was old and gray. I was right.

I am no longer afraid of death. I know how unimportant this life is. This is merely a testing ground... To learn the lessons of obedience and love. What we know is this world. But there is so much more...

I am not in any hurry to leave, as I have a job to do here. But I can't wait to be with Christ. I dream of it. But no dreams I have could possibly ever match the Wonders that await me. And indeed every believer Redeemed by Jesus.

This Temple... it is getting very worn out. It is arthritic and has a lot of other problems. And God has not seen fit to heal me yet. I am not complaining, actually. I know I brought my condition on myself because of the way I lived before I met Jesus. But I can't wait to have a perfect body again. One that can never get sick. Won't ever be in pain. Can never die...

I wish I had known Jesus all my life. But that was not to be. I have a much more powerful testimony being a former atheist. I am not going to give you a lecture on atheism. But my belief in an afterlife has comforted me so much... and I would not wish to believe as I did before. I was in constant fear. Now I know that God is in control of everything and works everything out for my good no matter how bad it seems to me at the time.

I'm sorry I have not been on this site reading as much as I would like. I've been very busy in the last few days. But after my birthday I will get back to reading and writing again...

Take care, my friends! I will see you again soon...


♡ Catherine
Tim Gronek Sep 2013
STOP THESE FEELINGS

Feeling trapped with no where to go
I wish I had feelings of happiness to show
Depressed, anxious and raging, too
Some may ask, “what else is new?”

They say time heals all wounds
A cliché like “the man in the moon”
I may try to let it all go
But it still feels as badly as stubbing my big toe

Work through your problems they say
I have been trying that every **** day
Stay positive and keep going straight
As if that can stop it at a faster rate

Journaling, poetry and prayer help on the days
In which I feel the likes of rot and decay
Escaping this world seems the only way out
For some people it always seems the quickest route

I dream of finally finding everlasting peace
But the suicidal thoughts need to cease
I have to remember God has a plan
I’ve got to stay here just as long as I can

— The End —