Thought Police

Schizo rant in C


They know ....
The Beginning ofJen
Little men with notebooks
Taking taking t t t taking down in
Letters especially words with the C letter beginning the string of hateful vowwwwwels vowels voww ellllls
And consonants.  . ..

Little men.......GRRRRRR!!!!
Collectors...that is their purpose
Collect my letters in words that t t t t
Slip off my tongue
Sssslip off and land.....SPLAT!
Splat splat
Into the little mens hats..

Kerslplat!

Collectors.....
Tiny men...

They they they sort through my words
The 9
Itty-bitty men
Picking the C"s and holding em high above their little black hats
Cheeeeers!!!
They celebrate the C
The beginning. ...of me me me

To C
OR not to C

The quest
For my

C C C my Cunt

The paranoia was real

Every day locked away in a cabin
They're after me I know it that's why
I stabbed him
If I stay here I'm safe from certain death
But last night I heard another's breath

In the dark pig faces run around my cabin
That's why I stabbed them

My paranoia was real
Breath of night I feel

Pig faces at my door
I fall scared to the floor
The paranoia was real


(apologies for the horrific nature of this poem)

My name is Mike Stewart and I from Canada.

I enjoy writing poetry:

Address me as
your highness then
it's about a minus 10
(in Canada) where we all must come up with a brand new plan
to move on
I'm sick of just barely getting by
I'm not preparing to die
At the wall I stare when I'm high
I don't care if you fry
As long as you don't burn me when your near me
I learned to kick the habit, its your turn to think more clearly
Never mind drink severely
without a question
Don't let depression take control is my suggestion
Good luck with the time your investing

This life's an obstacle course
You can walk through the doors
Or hit corners with a lot of G force
To knock you off your horse
But when you fall you got to get back up
Don't worry when you hit a wall or stall on a hang-up
So hang tough...
Its not so bad
just polish your life
Give it some shine
abolish the strife
Think about what you did and rewind...
And learn from your mistakes
Life is not supposed to be easy
Its like glass with how it breaks
Take a deep breath even though it is wheezy
If you want to grow then say teach me
Don't put on a show to release the
inner demons...
That you have been trying to hide
When your seeming
To have your mind open wide
Try to cope and decide...
If you think you can't do it you can probably not
But if you think it's possible then just give it a shot
Deliver the plot.
You only run out of options when you stop taking them
Go ahead proceed with caution but then awaken when
you stop...
And see a goal you want to accomplish
Take care of yourself this is a time to be selfish


Don't waist your life away playing video games and watching t.v.
Challenge yourself even when you know it won't be easy
Reach for the sky

bIgBrOtHeRiSwAtChInGyOu

I knew it would be worth the wait
Time is ticking away for sure
The clock says it’s almost twenty-five to eight
The digits kinda look like 19:84

My laptop sometimes starts to flicker
It’s then I know I am not alone
So, I cover the camera with a sticker
And disable the built-in microphone

It’s safer at different times of day
Please don’t look at me strange
Twenty-five to eight is normally okay
It’s around now when their shifts change

You see they can’t survey me constantly
Do you agree that patience is a virtue?
Eventually they leave to make a cup of tea
I sneak on and off before they have a clue

In the past, they tied logging my keystrokes
I fooled them and typed some crazy shit
While they think, I am the butt of their jokes
I get the last laugh you must admit

I usually only have a few minutes’ respite
To download my research onto a USB
Before I quickly log off for the night
And hide it somewhere they can’t see

Phew!

I successfully escaped their prying eyes
Managed to evade them once again
One step ahead of those fucking guys
What’s that? Yes of course I’m sane!

Thanks for asking creepy Donnie Darko bunny man

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Alter Boys

Reality is the ship that’s sailed
to far horizon beyond my reach
leaving me here to find my way
with signposts only I can see
now I’m left here on the beach
the triangles are the altar boys
with men who seek my life
coming when the shades are drawn.

Agendas sprung from fertile soil
all the eyes are turned my way
signals sent that only I hear
to the radio in my brain
asking me to bend my knee
foreign agents with tall hats
why do they ask for my help?

Watched by eyes that do not blink
followed by the cameras’ lens
I’m never alone to find some peace
when they are in the distant rooms
pointing lights that I only perceive
blinding me in the darkest holes
stones I throw are not the cure.

Paranoia is my nearest friend
only it will not betray
when my friends whisper lies
point at me with talons long
family seeks to control
awareness earned by my blood
I’ll control their minds some day
when I shake these silver chains.

The shared reality is no more
replaced with glimpses of Hell’s domain
where I am the sole resident
in dormitories where I scream
perhaps you’ll visit if you find
your way through the twisted maze
past the triangles held in the arms
of alter boys with kind smiles.

L lo lovvvee it ....thanks doll....ilike you. ...kinda