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They check me for a pulse Do I regret this impulse? I had to tried to end my young life With a very sharp knife. They tell me to breathe in, breathe out Asking “What had this all been about?” The idea of suicide came to life in my head Because I was never able to get ahead If it were all to end Everything could finally mend I want to say it was a simple mistake Because I just wanted my life to take They pray that I won't try again And I simply don't say amen Now I have pay for my sin By being sent to the loony bin So that is my story In all it's glory

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I just wanted to write. Not have a flood of emotions. Now I'm drowning in my own words.

It's been years since I’ve F A  L   L    E     N And I hit the ground HARD just for you but you didn't bother to even pick me up

I searched In the blue plume of tobacco, long ago one deep Summer night, In the cool sweetness of Alize, But you never Ever came. I stumbled through others’ artworks and poetry And you returned in haiku memories, But never did I hear that voice, Or see those eyes again. I live unstruck And unmoved, I do not try to force Those sky highs That peppered my adolescent years. I rumble around this adult life trying to hide the unpatched the walls With items from home-making stores, Yet nothing seems to make a home In the empty nests inside.

Gods wrest ye mindless gentlemen There's nothing you can say Remember Bokrug's deal and now come's time to pay For the lake land that you did steal The mute ones you did slay Ill tidings of horror and doom Horror and Doom Ill tidings of horror and doom O Civilized, O Gentiles The time has come to mourn. For man's great golden folly From you will soon be torn. Out from your Iv'ry Towers To madness we are born. Ill tidings of horror and doom Horror and Doom Ill tidings of horror and doom From Yog--Otherworldly Father Two hybrid sons had came; And unto madden'd farmers Brought tidings of dark flame: Though slain before the Outer Gods, The Ea

The angel of black and death divine Inevitably takes your soul in time. With no ground to stand nor air to fly, Your soul be taken with painful cry. -JOP-

Oh, Reaper! Oh, Reaper! Dark shadowy creature! Come and don your shadow on me. Let me, into your dark eyes see The blackness and death of the abyss. (Let me see, live and suffer this.) -JOP-

how far I wade into the machination is contemplated quiet and lapping -- the dog bark and whine clips absorbed thoughts to slivers are you with me? for or against me all of life is sides and portions and parses astrological sign of division is sight lost and wandering in black please agree that my life is worth living my body is worth the space heart to never still will you never say be still or else in the manner of meditation heroically divorce me from the epileptic buzz into a pool of tranquility and mantra of be still and know that I am god of my own reality and you of yours and we have no business in each others lives like some c

Hi my name's insolent, I'm the kid that won't listen to authority and makes animal noises while scribbling artwork outside of the lines in the colouring book Hi my name's defiant and I correct adults and their information, sometimes I shriek or bang my head against a wall, mostly I ask questions that annoy or offend you Hi my name's weirdo, my hobbies are not playing correctly with the other children and infodumping on unsuspecting bystanders about bacteria and diseases Hi my name's retarded, I'm the laughter and whispers and stares, coupled with "You're too sensitive" and a dash of "These dang PC police are ruining everything" Hi my name