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Fire And Ice
Posted in Literature
Tagged anger, bizarre, depression, desire, destruction, fire, hate, hunger, ice, insane, insanity, literature, mad, madness, mental, mental illness, mental patient, need, pain, painful, poem, poetry, Robert Frost, sadness, schizophrenia, suffering, unsettling
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And you will be behind me.
I have met her in my dreams and the wind recounts now the words of our tale; loose letters on the currents and a heart of stone and fire. He dwelt mostly in my shadow a secret I would deny … Continue reading
Posted in Insanity
Tagged and you will be behind me, art, beloved, broken, Doom, doomed romance, hidden, insane, insanity, lies, love, mad, madness, mental, mental illness, obsession, pain, poem, poetry, psychiatry, red lips, sadness, schizophrenia, wandering
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Blunt Truth, Brought To You By Philip Larkin
This Be The Verse They fuck you up, your mom and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you. But they were fucked up … Continue reading
Posted in Humor, Literature
Tagged blunt, blunt truth, childhood trauma, children, Collected Poems, depression, faults, fucked up, funny, humor, insane, insanity, issues, LOL, madness, mental illness, mental pain, parenting, parents, Philip Larkin, poem, poetry, psychiatry, psychosis, sadness, schizophrenia, suffering, This Be The Verse, trouble, truth
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Sleep…
One day you will put me to sleep, and autumn leaves will be my blanket, my head to rest on earth’s lap. One day you will put me to sleep, and I will close my eyes willingly. My soul will … Continue reading
Posted in Insanity, Uncategorized
Tagged art, awesome, awkward, bizarre, crazy, creepy, death, insane, insanity, literature, love, lovers, lunatic, mad, madness, mental, mental illness, mental patient, murder, photography, poem, poetry, psychiatrist, psychiatry, psychology, psychosis, romance, sadness, schizophrenia, sick, strange, weird
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Of you and me and the ground on which we stood: a poem
My person is the person of others, personified evil for you and the saline taste of life’s water for me. Erasing the words your voice has etched in my skin is not to my desire. Rather I would have your … Continue reading
Posted in Insanity, Literature
Tagged abuse, abusive relation, art, bizarre, crazy, despair, dominance, free verse, hurt, imagination, insane, insanity, love, lovers, lunatic, mad, madness, mental, mental illness, mental pain, mental patient, odd, overactive imagination, pain, painful, physics, poem, poetry, psychiatrist, psychiatry, psychology, psychosis, romance, sadism, sadness, schizoid, schizoid ramblings, schizophrenia, science, sick, strange, suffering, suicide, surreal, weird
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Monologue: a gift from Nr 7
This poem was a gift to me from Experiment Nr 7. I am thoroughly grateful for his efforts and determination to be a good subject to me, especially since I’m not an easy experimenter to work with. I sincerely hope … Continue reading
With no place in mind: an old psychotic poem of mine
With no place in mind, and no peace of mind… I’m looking, struggling, crying or making cry. I’m lost, not to be found, distress, put to the test and failed it nailed it done it all and would do again … Continue reading
Posted in Insanity
Tagged art, awkward, bizarre, crazy, delusional, depressed, depression, free verse, incoherence, insane, insanity, irrational, lunatic, mad, madness, mental, mental illness, mental patient, odd, pain, poem, poetry, psychiatrist, psychiatry, psychology, psychosis, psychotic, psychotic episode, sadness, schizoid, schizophrenia, sick, strange, suicidal, suicide, weird
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The Dinner
Let me feed your anger bits and pieces of my hate Let me feed your demons with the remnants on my plate I will toast to solitude, then drop it to the ground as there is no one watching it … Continue reading
Posted in Insanity
Tagged asylum, crazy, depression, dinner, dinner party, insane, insanity, life, lunatic, mad, madhouse, madness, mental, mental hospital, mental illness, mental patient, pain, poem, poetry, psychiatric clinic, psychiatrist, psychiatry, psychology, psychosis, sadness, self harm, sick, strange, suicide, trouble, weird
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