Questions of sanity..

johnrot said:i thought this was a comp??? anyway


ohio is for lovers

february something
not that the date matters
a bouquet of flowers to block the peep hole
one last vein to poke
a subtle rap at the door
not the obnoxious police like pounding

i hear the release of the deadbolt
yet the chain still attached
the door creases that two to three inches
to peep this late night caller
all i need

i put my size 10
to the opposite side of the hinges
with all 210 lbs of white trash
hopeless romantic behind it

she catches the inner frame directly to the temple
i enter to find her unconscious
for some reason
i'm remembering how we used to play the license plate game
she was always the prettiest when she's sleeping or crying

this gives me a bit of time to pop a 100 milli viagra
snort a couple of roxies
and put a lil twisted sister on
yeh we're not gonna take it!

i pick her up and sling that 110 lbs of delirious weight
across the kitchen table
bending her over the head table place mat
facing the sliding glass doors
where we both can see our already distorted reflections
rip down those skinny jeans
no need to remove underwear
she never wore any
fucking whore

i enter that virgin asshole
and hate fuck her
until the bloody thrashing
has her regaining consciousness
and she can see who's bringing her home
after about 45 minutes or so
i finish
the opiates always make me last longer
after i release those demons i douse her with bleach
and turn that pretty lil head 240 degrees to the left

i told you bitch
break my heart
i'll break your neck


HOLY SHIT JR!!! That shit got me hard Not really.. but exactly what I'm looking for.

am I crazy?  
so I've been fucking told  
 
I always thought I would save the world from pain  
trying to keep our children from being fucked over and over again  
literally  
 
I hear the screaming of the rabbits in my brain  
finding it hard to differentiate my screams from theirs  
I see me with that lead pipe as I bash and bash his head to pulp while smashing his smug all knowing smile    
 
I don't refrain from hearing the voices in my head  
telling me kill kill kill him smash him till he's dead  
yet his evil ghosts still won't leave my mind  
for gods sake daddy   i see you awake and in my dreams  
 
all because he loves me  
 
Youd be crazy too if you had to listen to your father fucking anything that moves male or female  
 
Or try watching movies at the drive-in with your parents  
kids in the back seat    
Clothes your eyes kids  
no NO WALT FUCKING DISNEY for us  
the documentary about sadism and masochism playing in our ears  
it's only for adults
LIARS  
like my father really needs instruction  
 
Try living with the crawling hand worse than the movie one  
sit on my lap cream puff wheres the vasoline  
 
god I hate the non smell of vasoline    his lotion of choice  
 
oh mama mama   where for art thou mama  
mamas cooking cleaning going to church  
praying to god for my evil soul?  
 
Using your self blinding manipulations  
your Black hole in your memory mama  
you are the BLACK HOLE  
 
What? you cant see daddy in the cars middle seat  
smothering me because I bite hard  
smashing my lips with a hand full of    
'This will hurt me more than you daughter'  
so i can wear a permanant crack in my lip to forever remind me of our LOVING family camping trips  

THATS RIGHT  I'LL BITE THAT MOTHER FUCKER RIGHT OFF  
 
mama stops the car so I can puke his cream of the crop out the door  
watch it shaunda  
those could be your future  brothers or sisters  
FOR GODS SAKE HOW MANY MORE DOES HE NEED  
 
move every six months so no one sees the monster for our father  
 
make me pee and shit in a can in my closet because the bathroom is no longer safe  
while I write poems of screaming bunnies  
i see you waiting in the dark living room daddy  
 
I'D RATHER SHIT AND EAT IT before I use the bathroom again  
 
what? if i dont let you do it   You'll get my baby sister  
and when I hear her screams I'll know it shoulda been me  
 
dont tell on daddy or hell go to prison  
who'll take care of us then  
well all be adopted out never to see each other again  
 
liar liar pants on fire  
get me in the sack  
beat it blue and black  
as daddy smuggly smiles  
and mama hides her eyes  
 
I can't take it  
every day  every minute  
im so afraid  
so i'll slit his throat while he sleeps  
 
im just a little girl  
im so alone
please help me god  
 
and mama wants to know how I ever got this crazy?  
well fuck you mama and the dick you rode in on  
 
i cant take it anymore  
my brain is cracking from all the people screaming in my head  
your better off dead  

am i fucking crazy  
so ive been fucking told  
 
And I smile

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I wear my scars like a badge of honor.    
I'm proud of them for making me a strong person.    
The perma split in my lip forever reminding me    
I didn't take it lying down    
I didn't just say stick it in.    
I said go ahead and stick it in    
I'll bite that mother fucker right off.    
and I tried    
Mother fucker.    
 
 
I wear my scars with my head held high.    
you broke my nose without a backward glance    
expecting me to cower in fear    
a fear I would never willingly show you.    
I licked the blood streaming down my face    
and laughed, looking you straight in the eyes    
yeah fuck you too daddy    
figuratively speaking    
 
I saw my cheek opened to the bone    
forgive the fuck outa me for going to the fair    
I guess you taught me not to disobey    
I just laughed and stuck my finger on the bone    
and twisted    
stupid mother fucker    
you taught me how to be fearless  
while black holed mother thought me insane    
 
I wear your claw marks on my face    
proudly    
with pomp and ceremony    
marching down the halls of my youth    
remembering that I got you back    
I took flesh from your face with my nails    
I'm a bitch and I pay back    
 
I hold my head high, look the world in the eye    
and say I am as good as you are    
I may be scarred, but my scars hold a place of honor    
on my body and face    
They say to the world that I didn't just take it lying down    
I gave it back. Fuck I DID!!    
 
You bashed me and bashed me for my defiance    
begging me to stop making you hit me    
telling me it didn't have to be this way    
if I would just BOW to your power    
BOW WOW mother fucker    
that all you got?    
 
I would rather be beat to death than to surrender    
I pitted my mind against yours    
and I payed heavily, yet so did you    
 
I was a soldier in my own war    
and I wear my scars like a badge of honor    
Stupid mother fucker    
You never did know me at all  

Sometimes you have to be a little insane to survive.  
   

No one else?!

No more takers?!

Crazy

It was a crazy day
in mid June
I had nothing to say
much less to croon
I sat slumped
against a tree stump
Watching ants go by
carrying a dead bird
by the wings
A crazy day indeed
No focus
Nothing
I didn't even know
If I was all here.

At Arm's Length

The walls are closing in.. The water-line is rising up
The ceiling's getting lower now, and time, it flies and dies with us
The winds will grow colder.. Shoulder the burden
As these kids grow older, know these soldiers are virgins..
The children of men, who had nothing to live for
Just a past love, but that's something to sin for
That's not enough, this vast dungeon'll give more..
I need the pain and chains and things to rearrange this reign of kings
Hundreds run ragged; what'd dad punish the kids for..?
Your father's an angry god.. War monger
Born conqueror; scores wander to change these odds..
I feel doom looming, the looting and shooting-sprees
The grip on the noose loosened, and soon I'll be truly free..
Bare and bleeding, barely breathing, yet spewing so fluently
It's said love conquers all, it's true.. Including me..
You can see, I'm not sure if I'm dreaming..
Torn at the seams, she's not sure if I'm leaving
Still searching for something I'm not sure I believe in..
At war with my demons.. Can't keep from drowning
These wings are holding onto the things that keep me grounded..
The blackening of a heart.. The collapsing of a soul
The scavenging in the dark for the patching on this hole
I just can't see what's happening; the gravity.. Its hold
On depravity is maddening, this cavity..? Is cold
And I'm deep inside myself.. Keeping myself at arm's length
Reach, and I might help; the reason? Why else, a calm strength
I knew it once before.. This truant lust for war..
This useless sin has use again, there's few I've trusted more..

Copyright © 2012 Travis J Gibbs, The Ant1-Her0 Project

2 more days before I judge this..
No more takers?

The Whisperers


I keep losing my mind
in an array of coffee stains
stirring my subconscious
choking me when I sleep
if only I could hold my breath
long enough to hear
the whisperers
in my ear
if only
I could stay awake


these awkward moments
have now begun
the anti-silence of my mind
random episodes of violence
and tendencies to hear voices
tempting
slurring
blurting out profanities
fumbling for my sanity
in the final fight scene
desperately
I grapple
for the
gun


I am a passenger
of my chaos
oblivious
to instruments
of undue influence
force fed into this realm
I’ve become a slave
to my disease
a hideous creature
consuming weakness
and the lies
only to believe
those whom whisper
for they despise
what I’ve become.


Written by Alexander Case

You guys made this shit difficult..
All entries were amazing..
Congrats Case.
Jr and madam were VERY close.
Next time guys, make it a lil easier for me to judge..

Congrats johnrot and MadameLavender. Thanks Intricate B for the dark comp, there should be more of them.

There will be..
Join my "How high were you" comp.
Its a good one..
I also have the what happened to jonrot comp.
After I judge the how high were you comp, I have a special comp you'll appreciate..