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schizopath

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Its so hard being a man
Everyday I wake up and think to myself
"Today I will not be a fucking whore"
Sometimes I fail sometimes I dont
With all of these milfs running free
Its so hard being a man
 

schizopath

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Poetry poetry poetry
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Why am I strong in doing the wrong thing
And weak in doing the right thing
I dont want to learn
I want to blank
Feel what I otherwise cannot
 

schizopath

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As the words leave my mouth I feel the tricks that my mind is playing on me
Strength comes from the lie
And other shit
Its not true
As I know truth to be stronger than the lie
I wont give in
Dont just pray for yourself
It will never be enough
 

December Flower

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In intricate melodies the water trickles away
Listening, oblivious - yellow my umbrella, but black in the beginning of the book
Infinitesimal changes scoured across the canvas

Arguably, I remember turning the pages, letters running from the prickling doom above. "What do butterflies have in their stomachs", I ponder, "when they fall in love?"

Chittering devil takes my umbrella, storms out the gate and away. Chittering? Chittering?! "I thought it was the birds that do!", I rage and stomp and growl and paint the thundering sky a luscious navy blue instead!

"Ha! I got you devil, no I need umbrellas none", I pat myself on both my shoulders, proud of all but one. But talk the devils talk, and you must walk the devils walk. Ordering sunshine over a broken phone?

No way, José! The lotus petals fall faster than sunshine, dressed in decay. You mentioned sanity before, devil, and you took it. A clock on melted borders, ticking away.

Now see the sunshine for what it is, when you could have had the rain
Melt to steel in eternal flame, when you could have had the water carry you away
 

Shady's Fox

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Palm trees & sea, just walkin along the beach.

 

schizopath

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We appreciate power
Rationalize your fears
Rape the ghosts in your closet
Become your own coffin
Raise alarms
But not too much
Just enough
To never stop

 
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BK38

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Here's one I wrote completely spun on meth a decade ago:

Find me a grey crevice on the plains of your consciousness and I’ll roll up my sleeves and weave you a tree. I’ll fill it with mystery of a long-faded history, and softly imbue it with bittersweet scent of a past’s woe and glee. I ask not for pity, just space that befits me, a warm season to sow, a handful of earth and safety to grow…

I am a story of growth that starts from a seed, not a cautionary tale, nor a warning to heed; I merely bleed through the pages for all who feel need. Not tailored or fixed, not refracted or bent; I seek your forgiveness but will not repent. I offer a glimpse, a mere speck of a smidgeon of a taste of a fix; A peek through the keyhole void of judgment or tricks. All I ask is a stanza, a letter, or rhyme; all I ask dear reader is a fragment of time. Not a contract or pact, not fiction or fact, just words that I bind that shall pay you in kind. Come let us dine! I present you my mind. Hear the bells now chime as memories align, paradigms shifted as foggy haze is lifted and scene rendered to define. What did you sift through, what did you find? Cast your eyes down and feast on my words, of days best forgotten, a realistic distortion, my gift to you; a sacrosanct abortion:

Few people experience such wealth and such poverty, sway so violently between extreme poles on the pendulum of existence, have so broad and yet so restricted a spectrum of human emotions that compel to attain so diverse and yet such singular pleasures. They are the reserved adventurers and assimilated outcasts, and they are the rebellious enslaved and the glorified villains. They are the pain-seeking hedonists of this world on the precarious precipice of the slippery slope of the final frontier. Pushing further - always further.

We are Nature’s little joke; all who grace this stage of the great parody we call life, is one. Everyone has their fix: the cigarette smokers, power-hungry politicians, serial killers, fast food consumers, marathon runners, sex fiends, bible thumpers, gamblers, workaholics, avid soap opera fans, fame-seeking stars, plastic surgery buffs and social network junkies. Whether we admit it or not, all have their indulgence…
 

schizopath

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The overindulgence of pharmaceuticals
Explained by an habit of pyromania
Cynical is my tea
Shooting an arrow at my knee
On the veins there
Got my dope from the younger Weinstein
Needle is dirty, filthy but honest
Just the way I like it
 

schizopath

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I dreamed that i Was alive
Then i woke up, feeling dead
Took what i consider my nedicine
Even if i dont need it
What i need it not needing
 

QTpi

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Never stayed

Right to the point
And on and on
Came with no price
No stopping no balm

Rich is in ways
The moment is true
Stopping full stop
No rubber no glue

Spin me until i vomit
Stay in the pool
Eat my dust
And make me my food

Actual thoughts
Romance under a rock
Racing while erasing
I'm pacing no matching sock

I guess all that is
Having a play
No one was hurt
But he never stayed
 

schizopath

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I think too much
Now im thinking about thinking
My thoughts are like an abstract Art
Spray painting with watercolors
The wall keeps existing
FOMO about naivety
 

SnafuInTheVoid

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@schizopath

I dedicate this poem to you for inspiring me to write

green flowers - snafu

Green fielded flowers
Satisfying view
A hunger in my stomach
Nothing really new

Made another call today
Always in the dark
I walk back to my field
Without any remark

The sweet smell of roses
Shaded in vibrant green
But there is no water
Emptiness in my canteen

I'll write another poem
Comfortable in my field
I'm ready to die some more
I surrender, I yield
 

schizopath

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Fractals
All I see are fractals
Since that
There has been a memory within a memory
What memory you might ask?
The selective one
 

schizopath

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Never up to no good
She said she wants to die
But who am I to choose
Whats the right time to lie

Did I dream my heart alive
Cause its that of a beggars
There was a hidden drama in the sitcom
And hidden tragedy in the drama
Im just too mortal to take it all in
 
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