Welcome To My Craziness
The shame, trying to tame the beast inside.
It can no longer hide.
It has lost the cover of darkness.
Like a sickness I must get rid of this.
Anger inward, blood spilling into the bathtub.
Just another attempt at a precious thing we call life.
Please say it will be alright.
Please say I haven't wasted to much time.
Being torn inside.
I know and welcome death.
Hes always been waiting contemplating anticipating how it will all end.
Hes not what i would call friend.
His whispers are mere poison.
They drive you to edge, then he says go ahead jump.
Quick and so painless.
Welcome to my craziness.
Its another Alice and wonder land.
Nothing makes any sense and its suppose to.
Playing guessing games of what I really want to do.
Destiny has been confused.
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(Sincerity Poem) Completely
Utter Nonsense,
Just Let It End Here.
Lets Bring Everything Together.
Got To Make This World Whole.
Got Them All.
All I Have To Do Is Make The Pieces Fit.
Whole Heart'dly And Completely. Hands Against The Wall.
One More Push And It Will Fall.
Sometimes All One Needs Is Fresh Start.
Lay The Foundation,
Build The Support Structures
And Raise The Roof.
You Just Got Go Into It Whole Heart'dly And Completely.
No More Distraction,
No More In ambitions,
No More Excuses To Just Say The Words You Got To.
Say It Now And Walk Right Through.
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Killing The Mind And Time
Killing the mind and time. Mentally broken. Helpless in a cage full of rage. So many stages deformity. A slow and painful process. One day you'll remember nothing. Its better then the dark places you walk now. Be the strength when their should be none to be found. Everything is coming down. Killing the mind and time. A constant presence of a life that's rewinding. Undermining the logic of decades. Slow the pictures fade. Staring in the nothingness. Your body still here but your already gone. Play the guitar, play your song. To forget is so wrong. Killing the mind and time. I rather be blind. Then be one of the constantly confused. Words come out but they make no sense. The absence of the here now. You are asked, 'who current president is? ' They say j.f.k. This becomes such a horrible day. Killing the mind and time. This curse continues to get worse. The basic abilities go. Self deification. Public masturbation. No clue of the truth. A nightmare in which their is no cure. Yet its being constantly searched for. Million for the cause. But we are only able to slow it down. A pathalogical breakdown. Regrets that will stay in the back of my head. Put on my happy face cause you are not yet dead. Killing the mind and time.
-Dedicated to families who have someone who has had strokes, has vascular dementia, alzhiemers, or a similar brain condition which cause them to forget.
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(Rejection Poem) Angel Of Death
The blood is rushing through my veins.
Breaking free of the shackles and chains.
Being pulled away.
I want to stay but I must go.
Oh hell, no.
It wont happen.
I killed all the passion.
Its over.
Done, sorry but this game can never be won.
The angel of death has come.
Reaping those lost souls.
I got to just walk away.
Its no longer my mistake.
I must take control.
Pulling the reins trying to drive me insane.
Patience, is no longer in my best interest.
Just leave me alone.
Let me be calm.
Probably should get stoned.
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How Do We Change?
Dear ladies, and gentlemen.
I will not save you or be your business partner.
I am a hateful American when it comes to certain issues.
I am not a trusting at all.
I'm as flawed as the next human being.
These letters you keep sending me will not change me.
The irony is I would love to be humanitarian.
But without the financial backing.
It will never happen.
I must change things with words.
And knowledge that keeps me up at night.
Thinking about the next thing I must do.
And again you tell me story so sad and it is most likely true.
But denied by your government.
For what you speak of is not suppose to exist.
Unofficial is a word I understand all to well.
For politics have a way of making things disappear.
Fear is a dangerous thing when it is not in their hands.
They use it, but don't want to be a victim of it.
Propaganda, by denial is the name I shall give this.
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Tonight Is The Night
writing the burning away
finally I feel I can say things are okay
the darkness is gone once more
high on pedestal are the gods
looking down upon us with envy
for we can feel whats isn't internally real
so fragile eyes
so much love in disguise
a soul wound up so tight
tonight is the night
listen to me a as i speak
I'm writing the burning away
I'm sorry for the delay
i should have said so much so long ago
it too late but still it must be said
cause its all in my heart and
its time it takes the lead
its time to bury the greed
and humility just pure honesty
I loved you
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Dysfunctions
And under their protection this projection of self hatred we have created monsters of all kinds.
A manic proclamation with attention seeking intentions.
I need help so you better come save me.
Or I'll take others out with me.
Instead of realizing their is no justification to self destruction without a current cause.
You say you are as you were as a child.
Broken and stripped naked.
In a state of constant abuse and humiliation for someone else's self gratification.
But no matter the depravity endured it still gives you no right in the here and now.
Straight out if you can't control yourself you should be locked up in a mental institution, or heavily sedated on the the proper medication.
Theirs is all kinds of solution out there to physiological issues we face.
Some have faced more then others.
Some claim to have no problems at all.
But the honest to goodness truth is we all works in progress.
We all have our quirks.
Dysfunctions always lurk.
Some not so apparent as the eye can see clearly.
But trust me no one has gone through their whole lives undisturbed.
The question isn't is their a problem.
The question is can we overcome or live with the problems?
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Writing To
Writing to feel
Writing to heal
Writing to steal
Writing every emotion..
With such a white background.
It makes no sound
Even as the keys I pound.
Let my words have bite
Let from my words drip out meanings beyond meanings
Its something I try to be constantly be achieving.
Writing to feel
Writing to heal
Writing to steal
I want every heart and mind
Sucked in cause this is my world stage
No sense of the time.
Never to turn the page
Stuck in to a world oh so oh so fine
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The Monetary Aryan Race
Mutual assured mass destruction.
With a reluctance we hold our self to a higher standard.
Their are not crimes in a war.
The war itself is the crime.
But not by laws of the governing standard.
But instead a moral obligation.
To resist the temptation to skip the peaceful negotiations.
As individuals we all want something.
But as a whole some of the things are just not a priority.
And the majority should be somewhat satisfied.
Yet in this I think many have failed.
For a self serving agenda.
How does it benefit me?
And if it doesn't why should I bother?
Because it is not about only you in the decisions that need to be made.
The bigger picture.
In and out of the box.
Ideas are slung around like guns being shot.
Most disregarded as not even worth looking at.
Because the name encircling it does not have any fame.
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She Died Under A Facade
I've seen the future so grim.
I've heard the future so grim.
I've touched the future so grim.
In all it emptiness.
It is as it is now.
No change, some will die, some will live.
Some will love, some will hate.
Some will rise above, while others flounder in a continuous debate.
Tell me, if you had a choice would you tie your own rope, or wait for someone to do it for you?
What would you do?
I'm climbing down.
I'm bailing out.
I'm jumping off this sinking cloud.
Going my own way.
For better or worst.
With promise of words.
I'll be back to save you baby.
If I can make it.
Got to keep this fire burning.
Keeping warm staving off the cold.
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