Well, I've gone off the deep end.....
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this is going to be a close one
unless someone creates something.
the clock is ticking.
unless someone creates something.
the clock is ticking.
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Clip-Clop
Make it stop, please make them stop!
Another moment, another Clip-Clop!,
I was running through the meadow
And just ran into this nice, sturdy wall
I'm really just another nice fellow
Who is now screaming in this dank hall,
It hurts, it hurts so much more so bad
Reality shifts, voices taunting me
My brain is a itching just a tad
Got a hole inside pulling me infinitely!,
Watched the news screened on my pillow
Aired that I was a monster to be slain
Outside my room is that old Willow
Where I'll hang from with disdain,
Biting the blood out of my soft wrist's
Chewing the pain away just for now
Beating the floor with bloody fists
Feel the power of my lonesome howl,
Clip-Clops' why don't you ever stop?
It hurts, it hurts. Clip-Clop, clip-clop.
Make it stop, please make them stop!
Another moment, another Clip-Clop!,
I was running through the meadow
And just ran into this nice, sturdy wall
I'm really just another nice fellow
Who is now screaming in this dank hall,
It hurts, it hurts so much more so bad
Reality shifts, voices taunting me
My brain is a itching just a tad
Got a hole inside pulling me infinitely!,
Watched the news screened on my pillow
Aired that I was a monster to be slain
Outside my room is that old Willow
Where I'll hang from with disdain,
Biting the blood out of my soft wrist's
Chewing the pain away just for now
Beating the floor with bloody fists
Feel the power of my lonesome howl,
Clip-Clops' why don't you ever stop?
It hurts, it hurts. Clip-Clop, clip-clop.
twistedgirl
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ah thank you
fantastic entry
fantastic entry
hardallover
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hereditarily insane
they said I was fucking crazy.
if I wasn't a smart ass,
I was lazy.
I use to wonder why my
parents hated me.
then one day
it came to me.
they were fucking crazy.
they said I was fucking crazy.
if I wasn't a smart ass,
I was lazy.
I use to wonder why my
parents hated me.
then one day
it came to me.
they were fucking crazy.
twistedgirl
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haha this is nice.
thanks for the entry
thanks for the entry
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Well .. You see Doc
Daddy said it was ok
For you to lay..
Behind me..
Then start grinding
My two foot frame
Hurts just a little
"And today I am mental"
So they say..
Mommy was on go fast
Makin her an outlast
And blind
To her baby being raped
"Why are you crying..
How ugly is your whining"
Hushed ..
By a horrid embrace
The taste of his fingers
Penetrates and lingers
The air that I breathe
gives way
Duck duck goose and back packs
stimulate the flashbacks
I wonder
where daddy is
today
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Bird Brain
Hi, I'm not mad.
don't look at me like that, you're the mad one!
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so rude.
They say I cracked my head when I was a kid,
they say I have a bird in my brain.
But I feel just fine.
I'm sure the rest are mad.
My mommy and daddy are busy working very hard,
that is why they keep me here so they can see me when they can.
But everyone here is crazy.
They slap themselves and others alike,
play chess alone and cheer when the left hand makes a bad move,
lick and kiss chipping limestone walls,
make believe men are women and flirt when they pass by.
Is this the real world?
If so then the world is mad.
They all are.
All I ever wanted to do was prove that I can fly
but they pushed me off the roof and broke my legs.
Rascals! They knew I could do it.
They know I'm better than them.
Tying me to a wheelchair and pushing me around like a crippled fossil.
Crashing my dreams and chances to escape.
Then they stuck hair to my face,
gave me medicines to make me age,
denied me a solitary piss.
They laugh at me, tease me "bird brain"
shower me with pity.
I know they're all against me.
They won't stop until they silence me.
They're after my life.
MOMMY! DADDY! HELP ME!!!!!
Hi, I'm not mad.
don't look at me like that, you're the mad one!
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so rude.
They say I cracked my head when I was a kid,
they say I have a bird in my brain.
But I feel just fine.
I'm sure the rest are mad.
My mommy and daddy are busy working very hard,
that is why they keep me here so they can see me when they can.
But everyone here is crazy.
They slap themselves and others alike,
play chess alone and cheer when the left hand makes a bad move,
lick and kiss chipping limestone walls,
make believe men are women and flirt when they pass by.
Is this the real world?
If so then the world is mad.
They all are.
All I ever wanted to do was prove that I can fly
but they pushed me off the roof and broke my legs.
Rascals! They knew I could do it.
They know I'm better than them.
Tying me to a wheelchair and pushing me around like a crippled fossil.
Crashing my dreams and chances to escape.
Then they stuck hair to my face,
gave me medicines to make me age,
denied me a solitary piss.
They laugh at me, tease me "bird brain"
shower me with pity.
I know they're all against me.
They won't stop until they silence me.
They're after my life.
MOMMY! DADDY! HELP ME!!!!!
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Once upon a time there
was a girl who wanted
to put her fist through a
mirror.She would tell
everyone it was so she
could see what was on
the otherside,But really it
was so that she wouldn't
have to look at herself
That, and because she
thought she might be
able to steal a piece of
glass when no one was
looking, and use it to carve
her heart out of her chest
The voices in her head won’t stop
No rest she gets, the meds
don’t help
How do I get this fucking pest outa my
head?
She feels she has no choice
But to make them stop
She can’t be breathing anymore
So on the floor she starts to carve
Her pain away with her piece of glass
Now she can't dissapoint anyone anymore
was a girl who wanted
to put her fist through a
mirror.She would tell
everyone it was so she
could see what was on
the otherside,But really it
was so that she wouldn't
have to look at herself
That, and because she
thought she might be
able to steal a piece of
glass when no one was
looking, and use it to carve
her heart out of her chest
The voices in her head won’t stop
No rest she gets, the meds
don’t help
How do I get this fucking pest outa my
head?
She feels she has no choice
But to make them stop
She can’t be breathing anymore
So on the floor she starts to carve
Her pain away with her piece of glass
Now she can't dissapoint anyone anymore
twistedgirl
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good entrys everyone
Anonymous
This doesn't have to count as an entry. Not sure if we can enter more than once?...but I liked your title and just needed to write ; )
Deep End
Well, I’ve gone off the deep end
sure hope there’s water in the pool
such a funny story to begin
about somebodies fool
Stuck somewhere in mid air
between euphoria and face-plant
I think I remained happy up there
but of the past, I have no recollect
Sometimes people come to see me
I can tell the seasons by their dress
once to fit in I fell down like leaves from a tree
they huddled around me, mumbling God Bless
I had planned something special for winter
surprised snowman with a puddle around my feet
but they had an emergency hangnail or splinter
and missed my snowballs melting in the heat
I ate my crayon this morning
I had no idea eating yellow was a crime
on its peel there wasn’t a warning
so I’m asking for a red one at snack time
Now it’s that time of day I grow most sleepy
I must ask you to get back in your box
but first I must check in my closet for beasties
before the deep end gets locked
Deep End
Well, I’ve gone off the deep end
sure hope there’s water in the pool
such a funny story to begin
about somebodies fool
Stuck somewhere in mid air
between euphoria and face-plant
I think I remained happy up there
but of the past, I have no recollect
Sometimes people come to see me
I can tell the seasons by their dress
once to fit in I fell down like leaves from a tree
they huddled around me, mumbling God Bless
I had planned something special for winter
surprised snowman with a puddle around my feet
but they had an emergency hangnail or splinter
and missed my snowballs melting in the heat
I ate my crayon this morning
I had no idea eating yellow was a crime
on its peel there wasn’t a warning
so I’m asking for a red one at snack time
Now it’s that time of day I grow most sleepy
I must ask you to get back in your box
but first I must check in my closet for beasties
before the deep end gets locked
twistedgirl
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enter all the time
thanks 4 zee entry
thanks 4 zee entry
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twistedgirl
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ummmm....
that poem has nothing 2 do w/ sex.
please reconsider your interpretation
of that poem or use the PM system
thanks
that poem has nothing 2 do w/ sex.
please reconsider your interpretation
of that poem or use the PM system
thanks
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misscellany
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these walls
are not like my walls at home.
why
won't
they
talk?
they could tell me
big secrets
meant for i alone
huge white verticals
with a glaze like icing
on a christmas cake
if only i could make
some little impression!
they are
faultless
sharpest thing here
is my teeths and nails.
i want out.
the floor has started to suggest
some crazy things.
are not like my walls at home.
why
won't
they
talk?
they could tell me
big secrets
meant for i alone
huge white verticals
with a glaze like icing
on a christmas cake
if only i could make
some little impression!
they are
faultless
sharpest thing here
is my teeths and nails.
i want out.
the floor has started to suggest
some crazy things.