Thoughts Of Insanity

Ohhh a pen,
Such a pretty pen,
Oh it writes!
But what will it write?
Words of joy?
Words of…shit… 




Music blasting,
Eyes casted downward,
And…fuck this. 

Fuck rhyming,
Fuck censoring,
Fuck me? 

Yeah I know really,
FUCK ME! 
Not sexually!

You pervert.
Ew what the hell? 
I mean fuck me as in,

Wow,
I’m an idiot. 
Hmmm,

Music.
Yum.
It feeds the soul,

And shit…
Fuck. 
I’m horny…

Dam,
Role-play sex? 
Cause yeah,

My boyfriend,
And ex are, 
Kind of away? 

Naw,
Ew,
Wow. 

Lalalalala!
If I could,
Doodle with words, 

This would be,
A very,
Pretty, 

Ugly,
Ass,
Wreck. 

Smiley,
Face,
Here. 

Ohhhh,
I spy,
An enemy.
 
Ahhh!
Boom!
Bang! 

Pregnant slut.
Ha ha,
Who’s the dad? 

Oh shit,
It’s!
… 

Smiley,
Face,
Here. 

Wait,
Who’s the bitch?
That was pregnant? 

Oh yeah,
Katie,
Ha ha.
 
Wait no,
I wasn’t,
Thinking of her.

Fuck,
I forgot.
Dam. 

Ahhh,
Boom,
Chiga, 

BANG,
BANG,
Sex. 

Sexuality,
Gay,
Strait. 

I should,
Sell my,
Sexuality. 

To a man,
To be a woman,
I bet he’d have lots,

Have lots,
Of,
Fun. 

But then,
I’d be.
A man. 

Fuck,
That, 

OH NO!
Equivalent,
Fail! 

Did you,
Catch that,
Shit? 

3,
3,
2.

Ahhh!
Boom,
BANG! 

Mmm,
I’m not,
Horny. 

Well,
Not any-,
More. 

You still,
Fucking,
Reading? 

Ahhh,
It’s,
Fun. 

Fun,
To,
Watch. 

As long,
As it isn’t,
You. 

Ow,
My fucking,
Dreams. 

They broke!
Like my,
Brain. 

But I lost that,
Like my virginity.
Rape! 

But Camille,
Its not rape,
If you kind of.
 
Helped,
Him,
Perhaps?

Ew,
I touched him,
GROSS!!! 

Katie,
Touched,
Steve. 

Ahhh!
Its my,
Battle cry. 

In real life,
It’s a,
Screech. 

Smiley,
Face,
Here. 

Oh,
Excuse me,
Mam or Sir. 

Would you like,
A fuckin,
Biscuit?
 
Yeah,
Me,
Too.
 
I really,
Would enjoy,
A hug? 

Free,
Mother fucking,
Hugs. 

Naw,
Joking.
Pay up. 

So I can,
Go buy,
A biscuit.
 
Ha ha,
Wow,
Whore! 

Insert,
Smile,
Here. 

Ahhh!
Boom,
BANG! 

Sex,
Love,
Friendship.

Hmm,
A,
Ending? 

This is,
Like,
Asking me.

To end,
The fucking,
World. 

2012,
Lord shall,
Tea bag us all! 

Hmm,
Explosion?
I wish.
 
Word,
Fucking,
Explosion? 

Hmm,
Well,
Maybe. 

Though,
I prefer,
To think.

This whole,
“Creative,
Poem” 

Is a,
Word,
Explosion. 

Word,
Explosion,
Definition: 

A jumble,
Of words,
And thoughts. 

Put,
On,
Paper.

That have
bigger,
Meaning.

Then random,
Talking and,
Sounds. 

Oh,
Got an,
Idea. 

To end,
This,
Shit. 

Ahhh!
Boom,
BANG!