piece of mind
piece of mine
don't breath
being on ease
coughing and screaming
smoking and being
beating
being beaten
translated into the wrong language
mistaken for someone else
drunken with coke
but you like apple juice
apple worm
you are a warmth inside my strangled piece of heart
inside the little else of what is left
inside the inescapable darkness
before
the
dreams
come.

I'm left with nothing
cigarette's coughing
nobody's laughing
you up for a coffee ?

i wanna play guitar
but i don't want them
to know about my existence
so i don't play
i lay
on the bed
on the floor
in the bath
listening
as they go
wondering where they go
and mainly why
why did they start all this
why they came out of their apartments
their limbs hanging
without knowing what to do
they're walking in front of your door
just in case
something happens
to you

I was taking a lot more medicine lately
So I should be healthy
Right ?
I was singing a lot more songs lately
So I should be happy
Right ?
Am I Right ?

vomiting and laughing
cold floor
gently touches
the knees
heavy breathing
breaking into short
****** laughs
of *****

she said
before i was scared
that nobody can understand me
but now i'm laughing
and she laughed
and laughed
i could't understand what she was laughing about

smokers are less afraid to die
so they are less afraid to live
less afraid to give
and to take
to make
and to fake
and to brake
and to wake
and then smoke a cigarette.

salt on her lips
tastes like ocean is near
wind in her hair
sounds like ocean is near
storm in her eyes
looks like ocean is here

music in my dream
sounds like your voice
i hear it as i swim
through my river of choice
hit it with the beam
from the black Rolls-Royce
sound your voice
don't be a toy
mix some noise
oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi

we are sitting
around the camp fire
gentle buzz of
cosmic vibration
or whatever
on the back of my forehead

we're one
my tongue
blindly searching
for the secret softness
of the skin
goes down
closing the distance
reaching the
dark pink of
your brain.

tired of caring my name
my job title
my nationality
and my religion

voices in my head
are asking for more
I keep feeding them
with void

rain's having *** with the darkness behind the closed window curtains.

Skin is red burning
Darkness is closing
Come little closer
The end is getting closer
I'd like to be closer
I'm no poser
So making no poses
Let's get some roses
And bring the process
Of making the progress
To it's lowest
Lets live poems
Lets love as poets

bird are flying across the room
splashes of sunlight
on the walls
there is beat
there is melody
of their little deaths
flowing through the summer
of my heart

every story is worth writing
unwritten story is like love that never happened.

everyday I got emails
with thin column of words in it
which they call poem
it looks bad
from the beginning
and becomes worse
with every word you read
the first thing you notice
is a burp of title
some thoughtless unoriginal
completely tasteless
words of title which
what could be it's only merit
is perfect description of
terrible nonsense that you
will be presented with
just around the corner
many beautiful perfect words
abruptly crushed together
by some perverted
self-esteem

hellopoerty is full
of terrible poems
like this one

You happen to I
Yours looking at Mine
Red wine night
You give I the right
I dimmed all the lights
You.
I.

it's late
i'm drunk
you're not here

madness is the sudden wave
wave of the ocean
you didn't know existed
you didn't know you were drowning in.

sudden wave that kicks you in the face
like a never ending bully
from your never ending teenage nightmare.

strangers are becoming stranger
strangling is strangler
screams are arranging a tango
again
they're breaking the ladder of my growth
they're making it look like it's nothing
puffing and coughing
the end of it all -
is perfect laughing.

It's good to be around you
It's bad to be without you
Simple discectomy of my mind
Left part of brain is wondering
If you are warm in this cold darkness
Right part of brain is making
Black blood coffee for you
My brain as a whole
Is screaming
For you to come home.

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