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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Roller-coasters Are crap
[time] => 2017-07-23 06:47:27
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[bodytext] => Deranged, insane, this psychopathic brain. Leading me away from unbearable pain, The stain, that became my unparalleled drain, This well of aggression, will always remain. There’s a pill, you see! I wanna use, My lil pink one’s... I can’t refuse. There they are, for me to abuse... I CAN’T Accuse... CAUSE I over-use! I cover my thoughts with sweet tasting sauce, Revealing a course, hidden from force. I cry myself hoarse, i have no recourse, But to face the fact, I’m still in remorse! Then come a day, I open my eyes, I know that pain, its my pains demise. I feel it inside, my primal guise! I throw my pink pills and take some advice. Suburban sounds invade my mind. The cloud it lifts, no longer I’m blind, My future seems better, my memories unbind, As I return to the world... I left behind! So there you have it, it’s my warped mind. And crazed I am, but sometimes you’ll find. I may have a second, or two or three, To be a bit sane...let’s wait and see... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 74 [topic] => 39 [informant] => redwest802 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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