“I’m going to wait for you, but you’re not coming back all that makes me sad, is all you never had You needed me, and I stuck around.” … and then the music hit me, and it hit me hard and it took less than that hit to wake me up, but […]
Read more "RBRTH"I’m crumbling in this photographic illusion of my death bed, left with the compendium of that bullet in my head, I see red, I feel dead, I regret it all, I mean good, like you would, but I’m not sorry at all. I’m all astray, no ashtray needed, I was born dazed I’ve grown up […]
Read more "No."Meagre Soul of the Unwanted Ghoul, He now sits and Thinks of his Sins, All of the Fun, all the Exploits, He doesn’t have Problems to Battle and Win, No thing as Karma, none of Revenge, This Creature is Violent, he Trusts not his Friends
Read more "Unwanted Ghoul"Read more "The World? Yeah…"World? Yeah, I know of him! He’s the guy everybody has a crush on, but nobody will date.
The end of the seizure beating surgical procedure, And now he is expected to catch up with all the fever; His heart was his art, His teachers deemed him smart, But his feelings to the end of the procedure were strong. Color Flashing, stops making a difference, No more crazy dancing like a freak, No […]
Read more "No Flashing Colors"Sing me the song , you once sang me so passionately ; Sing it to me as I fall to your feet , with my last breaths escaping so gleefully ; Sing it to me as I fall to demise , right after my skillful final fleet ; I shall see you on the other side […]
Read more "Last Bow."Read more "Inhumane"Inhumane human beings protect the very thing they constantly run from. Themselves.
Stalking, Chasing, Reciprocating, Fighting calamities, Don’t stop hating Choking, Dying, Suffocating, Life is so disposable, My body is host for ideas, Don’t earn distractions on the way up, Have art for blood? Is it leaking?
Read more "Cold Turkey"It’s difficult, I realize, to express empty pain in words, So when it comes to poetry, you feel at your damned worst It’s difficult to fit stories inside just a few verse, Poetry is like a god damn woman’s purse! It can be vast as the universe, but only from the inside, The Tardis if […]
Read more "Poetry, Purses, and the Tardis"This was the last time, I’ll help you no more Your brain is disordered, Your mind is a whore Selling ideas, I don’t want to know Why do you do this? Be brave, Please grow? This was the last time, Now you’re on your own Your brain is the same, Your mind is a chore […]
Read more "The Child is Born"I realize that I’ve never quite existed, with much resistance, except for at times, when I blast with charismatic assistance Raptures that capture the purest of hearts, Hatred, the greatest, throwing duly their darts I watch all the others, but am neglectant to grow, indeed I watch all others, neglectant to show
Read more "Assisting the Rebels"Its Funny how the Stars are bright, “Underneath this damned sunlight!” Timelapse? “I wonder…” “these meds’ are the thunder!” Rhyme Schemes and Structure, “but alas, there’s no future !” So I Stop ! This Winter is Killing, “it’s murderous” “it’s Criminal” “it hurts! its abrupt!” Im Only Assuming, That Now I Shall Be Too! But […]
Read more "The Hedonistic Non-Conformist"Vast pipes, drained of creativity, rainbow lucidity, and spectral drips of what remains. Placid, grotesque fungi stuck to the top of this, Vast pipe, drained of creativity. The tap yet leaks with emptiness, as does it reek of hedonistic proceedings, the little drops, that plip-plop, are of evangelic deformities, and shunned, as they should be. […]
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The Hedonistic Maniac 