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Mad
Contributed by
zackf
on
Saturday, 15th October 2011 @ 07:53:57 PM in AEST
Topic:
psychoticpoems
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My thoughts are scrambled.
My brains are fried.
I tend to ramble,
Become untied.
I’ve lost myself.
My mind lost me.
I don’t need help
Just more caffeine.
Run in circles
Walk a pace
Forwards, backwards
Back in place
Where’s my cup
I need more tea
I stand up straight
And have to pee.
Sit down, concentrate,
Take a breath.
Take your time,
Step by step.
Look how simple
Things can be.
Just calm yourself
And look at me.
In the mirror
Over here
That’s right
A voice that’s not
Inside your ear.
My voice but low
It’s in my head
Then why you talking back
I said.
Leave me alone
I’m doing fine
Evidence to the contrary
By the by,
You’ve got odd socks
Why don’t you change?
I’m not taking orders
From my thoughts strange.
Then why reply
I said so smooth
Do you deny
You’ve lost your cool,
You egotistic
Narcissistic
Paranoid
Self-enjoyed
Obsessive
Mess.
Leave me alone
I’m just depressed.
Ah, there we go
Now you’ve addressed
The problem that you did not see
See, I can help me.
You’re patronising me
Criticising
Synthesising
Traits that are not real.
But yet you acknowledge I’m here.
A side of me that’s under seal
But surfacing, my confused dear.
See admittance is the first step
Acceptance is the last
And when you finally do accept
You’re mad you’ll very fast
Recover from this twisted mare
This dream within a dream.
You’re talking riddles
So are you it seems.
Copyright ©
zackf
... [
2011-10-15 19:53:57] (Date/Time posted on
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