Hallucinogenics

If I were to die in your arms,

It would be the sweet release from this dream.

Blind

Forever, but never, my castration is clever, but I say whatever, we must sever my endeavor, to strangle whoever gave this answer.

But to keep alive, this prize, arrest my eyes, for those who cry over the spilt size of my thighs, and supply these guys with the skies to realize their disguise.

For not to kill this skill with chill, for my will shall scale this hill, and destroy the veil with this pill I take with thrill.

As I am cloud nein, with my fine canine, dining on wine and steak, devine! While my mind is sunshine, my body Frankenstein, dear Valentine you have a deadline, I must decline thine Einstein shrine, to design my maze vine and protect my mind from your confined resign.

To feed on bits, avoid your hits, but benefit on these tits, and told I need permits to show off my splits, and admit that my poems
Suc

To Be, or Yet to Be

I’m feeling alone,
Come on, throw me a bone
This heavy drape
Please tell me this isn’t my fate

I just wanna touch you
Maybe even hold, too
But you flick me away
But I still wish for today

I just wanna run away
From the fray, today,
Instead crochet,
A key to my heart
Please don’t part

Of you, I still dream
Whilst you lie near
But I still fear
Looking into the mirror

Afraid of what I’ll see
What I am to be
Diseased and falling apart
At my minds own Bonaparte.

I am Death

I ask you am I good enough
You don’t answer, calling my bluff
I just need reassurance, validation
Don’t leave me lying here, mind masturbation

My mind collapsing, prolapsing, relapsing
Negative thoughts that seem to bring
The cloud that covers the light
Killing the flowers, bees, endless blight

The apocalypse of my mind
I wander around this wasteland, never to find
Peace, harmony and pure happiness
Growing from the earth, all the angriest

Try, Try Again

You seem bothered by everything I do,
You cook dinner and i eat all the food,
I try to do the dishes, but never when you need me to,
I sit to console you but am still in the way.

This might all just be in my mind,
Would you like your eggs scrambled or fried?,
Fried is my brain whenever I try,
Trying is my failure, making me frayed.

Anxiety, depression, what else can I list?,
My plans for our life should be nothing but bliss,
I just wanna lay here and give you a kiss,
Yet here I jump and drift into the bay.

Fuck Me

Tonight tomorrow but today
This depression, my shade
Each time of day, the day parade
Now watch me slide into fade

Yesterdays shade has got me black
Today’s crave has brought me back
Tomorrows cave will give me slack
One can hope, but never crack

I can’t touch what isn’t there
Life’s tough and isn’t fair
I offer love but you never share
I keep on going, truth or dare.

The Universe Decided

You and I have been friends forever,
Always as friends, but never better,
Our own relationships could never bother,
Waiting for the day to be together.
Then time stopped, all at once,
Feeling like our life had shunt,
Imagining what could have been in all those months,
Unable to breath, air escaped my lungs.
Not knowing if you were safe,
If you had moved on to a better place,
Controlling my emotions, no better way to behave,
This tombstone you might as well engrave.
Had you moved on in the life of love?
Had you celebrated a major change, releasing the doves?
Had it been time for you to take off your glove?
Had you forgotten me in the stars above?

Low and behold, right under my nose,
You were here, near me and so close,
You were the one I would have always chose,
Now come into my arms and keep the door closed.

A life the universe willed us to live,
My heart is yours and my life to give,
My mind of future always adrift,
The damage done, now love redemptive.

 

Unicorns

Our love has seen the endless stars
To free us from our loss
To forever find our home in each
And to keep us from the frost

Waiting years, lovers past
But never of our own
Has taught us what we need to know
To make sure each have grown

And now you’re here in my arms
A destiny in the stars
Reaching down to push us forth
Released, our holding bars

Seen As

I am seen as a bent can, in the canned produce aisle of a market

A risk that I will ruin a well thought out meal,

through internally damaged goods, or the belief that adding it to the other delicately refined produce, it will taint the dish.

But seen as a chance at discount, if willing to choose the bent, not broken.

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