Look into his eyes
See the depths
Colors of blue haze
Teardrops fall
Like rain from above
It flows ever so southely
Can you interpret
The anguish and perception
Which lies deeper
Then the roots intact
His moments are lonely
Filled with passion
Acting on emotion
Heart filled thoughts
He is painting his own picture
which with all
Will shape and mold
The masterpiece
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Crazy Thoughts
Crazy thoughts twinkiling in my mind
Trying to get them out
But it doesn't work
I try to concentrate
It only lasts for seconds
Trying to get them out
But it doesn't work
I try to concentrate
It only lasts for seconds
The Second Side
It's here as I speak
I feel its presence
It's trying to guide me
And teach me the lessons
Sometimes it fades
Or may disappear
It has only aggression
And never any fear
Its depth of solitude
Is never ending
It's always alert
And its signals are sending
It has no power button
Or off-and-on switch
It never sleeps
And never can glitch
Sometimes it takes over
And throttles my mind
Fueling the injection
Which changes me from time to time
It often prevails
And often proceeds
Causing my mind to ache
And my heart to bleed
Will it ever shut down
Or stop working
In the back of my mind
I feel it smirking
It monitors my thoughts
And unscrambles the code
Its waiting for the signal
To go into power mode
It responds to anger
And thrives off of stress
It is making me nervous
Making me a mess
It is always thinking
And always awake
It's never doubtful
And never fake
It can't get broken
It cannot be destroyed
But instead contained
Until once again deployed
At any moment
It could appear
Making my thoughts
Shatter and smear
It's creating a blueprint
Of my future and past
It is like a gun
Waiting to blast
It is shaping and molding
My stance and foundation
Which makes me hate
Its very creation
Its clock is ticking
By second and hour
It's waiting for the day
When it has complete power
I feel its presence
It's trying to guide me
And teach me the lessons
Sometimes it fades
Or may disappear
It has only aggression
And never any fear
Its depth of solitude
Is never ending
It's always alert
And its signals are sending
It has no power button
Or off-and-on switch
It never sleeps
And never can glitch
Sometimes it takes over
And throttles my mind
Fueling the injection
Which changes me from time to time
It often prevails
And often proceeds
Causing my mind to ache
And my heart to bleed
Will it ever shut down
Or stop working
In the back of my mind
I feel it smirking
It monitors my thoughts
And unscrambles the code
Its waiting for the signal
To go into power mode
It responds to anger
And thrives off of stress
It is making me nervous
Making me a mess
It is always thinking
And always awake
It's never doubtful
And never fake
It can't get broken
It cannot be destroyed
But instead contained
Until once again deployed
At any moment
It could appear
Making my thoughts
Shatter and smear
It's creating a blueprint
Of my future and past
It is like a gun
Waiting to blast
It is shaping and molding
My stance and foundation
Which makes me hate
Its very creation
Its clock is ticking
By second and hour
It's waiting for the day
When it has complete power
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Tourettes Syndrome Poem
Minute after minute tics go by
Feeling uncontrolled spasms
Only one question why?
Swear words exit my mouth
I catch a breath and try to restrain
Will it ever go away
Or will i forever be in pain
Spitting just wont stop
Cant sleep at night
Tired in the morning
But get up with all my might
Gettin depressed
Don't want to keep going
Just want to give up
My patience is slowing
People keep staring
Feeling uncontrolled spasms
Only one question why?
Swear words exit my mouth
I catch a breath and try to restrain
Will it ever go away
Or will i forever be in pain
Spitting just wont stop
Cant sleep at night
Tired in the morning
But get up with all my might
Gettin depressed
Don't want to keep going
Just want to give up
My patience is slowing
People keep staring
Please don't look
Just want to leave
It feels my life was took
So I see medication as a way to escape
But side effects start to get bad
Feeling Weird
Starting to get mad
I feel despair
Feel like hiding
Don't want to go on
My stress is multiplying
But I tell myself to keep going
Try not to mope
I have a future
Life will get better I hope
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