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Array ( [sid] => 31494 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Paranoia and what it means to me [time] => 2004-01-12 16:15:21 [hometext] => This ones weird, paranoid, and I lose it a bit at the end... Over enthusiasm i guess.... [bodytext] => I hear the voices loud and clear,
Out my window I start to peer,
So much movement, so much staring,
I close my eyes; I stop caring

They get louder and louder,
My eyes get wider and wider,
They torment me; Scream at me,
Get me outta here, I cant see

With my pillow covering my head,
My eyes stone cold and red,
I wonder when the voices stop,
I wonder when the ball will drop

But there louder, screaming
I cant take it, clinging
On to something I cant hold,
My head clears up feeling bold,

I step up to the window and think of you,
Choking for air I scream; ***** YOU
But the voices continue all the time,
I cant take this, soak my eyes in lime

Cover my ears with my hands,
Cant hear; No-one understands,
He's poisoning me again I tell you,
Shut up listen, I put it through

Cant you see my face is green,
Cant you see I'm already seen,
Wont these noises ***** stop,
Cant I hear you from the top

Your whispering is killing me,
Cant you stop and see,
Stop talking to me,
Not listening any more,
Get away from me you ***** whore,

Shut up, I cant take it,
Shut up, dont need your *****,
Your voices talking every day,
Never giving me enough to say

***

And then it happens, all is silent,
My rage is gone, I'm not violent,
I hear the mice breathing in the street,
I hear the patter of old man's feet

Its gone away, its quiet now,
I could here a nail drop in moscow,
But what am I, am I schizoid?
I dunno, I'm just paranoid... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 48 [informant] => alecfernadez [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Paranoia and what it means to me

Contributed by alecfernadez on Monday, 12th January 2004 @ 04:15:21 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



I hear the voices loud and clear,
Out my window I start to peer,
So much movement, so much staring,
I close my eyes; I stop caring

They get louder and louder,
My eyes get wider and wider,
They torment me; Scream at me,
Get me outta here, I cant see

With my pillow covering my head,
My eyes stone cold and red,
I wonder when the voices stop,
I wonder when the ball will drop

But there louder, screaming
I cant take it, clinging
On to something I cant hold,
My head clears up feeling bold,

I step up to the window and think of you,
Choking for air I scream; ***** YOU
But the voices continue all the time,
I cant take this, soak my eyes in lime

Cover my ears with my hands,
Cant hear; No-one understands,
He's poisoning me again I tell you,
Shut up listen, I put it through

Cant you see my face is green,
Cant you see I'm already seen,
Wont these noises ***** stop,
Cant I hear you from the top

Your whispering is killing me,
Cant you stop and see,
Stop talking to me,
Not listening any more,
Get away from me you ***** whore,

Shut up, I cant take it,
Shut up, dont need your *****,
Your voices talking every day,
Never giving me enough to say

***

And then it happens, all is silent,
My rage is gone, I'm not violent,
I hear the mice breathing in the street,
I hear the patter of old man's feet

Its gone away, its quiet now,
I could here a nail drop in moscow,
But what am I, am I schizoid?
I dunno, I'm just paranoid...




Copyright © alecfernadez ... [ 2004-01-12 16:15:21]
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Re: Paranoia and what it means to me (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 12th January 2004 @ 04:29:27 PM AEST
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This is fantastic, i dont think you lost it at the end at all, i truly loved it, and its written brilliantly. And yeah, paranoia sucks lol I know that

Truly a masterpiece

Love 'n Hugs
- Becca



Re: Paranoia and what it means to me (User Rating: 1 )
by Necromant on Monday, 12th January 2004 @ 06:34:42 PM AEST
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A very interesting poem! The pace and the wording are very appropriate. Very well thought and written! keep em c'ming!

Anne ;)




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