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They the Psychotic

Contributed by SensitiveSoAbused on Sunday, 29th May 2005 @ 04:26:57 PM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems



They the Psychotic



I am very hot
and your lips are purple.

They are black and blue and swollen and I am very hot See
the steam rise arise from my body View
my face from below in red lighting


I am in nothing but darkness except.


My eyelids are horizontal and my lips are grey as of those of
a corpse and you smell like that.


I am so very hot my head it is throbbing touch my frontal lobes
with your finger touch
my brain my wrinkled grey matter it is there for you dear
it is very soft and needs no lubrication

under red light soft red light it is However still
my eyes are very blue they flicker and strobe

every which way like a fly they revert to see
inside my head i must explore my mind i must know why


I see those on Television
Them in the movies these big screens gouge holes in my eyes
i will never blink again

don’t talk to me never talk to me my nerves are burning my body is twitching
i am so hot and i don’t know why

I see those on Television.
They the Psychotic,
Them the Insane.
These the Lunatics.



And I don’t know why
I want to be like them
I must explore their minds

I feel so damn powerful.





I’ve been it.

I’ve experienced psychosis.
It was very dark and I hated it.

I loved it so very much it made my tongue curl and the roof of my mouth itch, my body twitch
and convulse the carpet was grey like my brain and not blue like my eyes
oh florescent Neon lights the colour no visual overload i love the nighttime and i want the power



Your blood is red a very deep red and it tastes
very much like mine but sexier.
I inhale it and i want to touch you.

But i can’t. Not yet. Your eyes still hold life.
Unlike mine God i love you and i see the fear in your eyes
they are glistening with tears don’t ask me why It has to be done
don’t ask me why
i am so very hot and i don’t know why.



I am normal I am sane I am bored I love this all.

I see those on Television.
I read the files, these

rapists and serial killers
child molesters and perverts.


I want to be in their minds, dear
Don’t you see.




None of you see.





I cannot go on like this i know the power and the lust and the hate
I have seen it all


Mangled, lifeless bodies, sexual predators.
Abduction, Rape, Murder.

I know what it is to be in their minds.
I know what they think.


THIS IS MY SILENCE OF THE LAMBS
and i am my own little Hannibal Lector if you are reading this and you know me
i will not last my life with this mind not this way not the way my nerves eyes and muscles are convulsing

my eyes are twitching my tongue is on my teeth dear
with very perverted thoughts


And it all feels too damn good.




See my teeth are white.
Observe my Cheshire smile.

I will be that Psychotic
I will be that Rapist.
I will be that Child Molester.
I will be that Serial Killer.


I will be my own little Hannibal Lector.






I can feel it, dear.
I am too Goddamn lonely.
I am too hot and I can’t stop it.


I love you.







Copyright © SensitiveSoAbused ... [ 2005-05-29 16:26:57]
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Re: They the Psychotic (User Rating: 1 )
by assassinatorgirl on Sunday, 29th May 2005 @ 04:40:33 PM AEST
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*claps* beautiful, very very psychotic, I see you understand perfectly, so do I. :) Awesome job, I must read more of your poetry. So...beautiful. I love it! I wan tmore :D It truly is a glorification of the psychotic on television and in books and everything that may draw people in. And you perfectly get into the mind. The love made a perfect touch. You should be very proud.


Re: They the Psychotic (User Rating: 1 )
by freckle on Monday, 6th June 2005 @ 08:11:21 PM AEST
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Wow! I definately will read more of your work. Very intriguing write.

C


Re: They the Psychotic (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 16th June 2005 @ 08:44:38 PM AEST
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Ahh how very creepy my dear friend. You
sound slightly bi-polar with this write and if I
am correct I can say I know how this feels. Well I loved this you write with a uniqueness
and an insanity that only Cancer (Roy) can
match this was powerful thank you for
sharing what resides in the darkest part of
your mind. I don't think I would have the balls
and of course it would pale in comparison to
the work of art I just read.

Bobo (Joel)




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