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Gridlock

Contributed by alecfernadez on Monday, 10th May 2004 @ 01:58:55 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



My mind is one great perverse conundrum,
Some people dream of fairies and gypsies,
Witches, warlocks, Princesses and knights,
I dream of slit wrists,and everything gruesome

Some people say you can inject images in a mind,
Simple sub-conscience dilemmas planted for evil,
Purposes un-disclosed but obviously detrimental,
Something that always makes you look behind

I have very few happy memories inside my head,
The bad ones always surface, creating instability,
Making me inhuman, worthless and self-sadistic,
Fantasies of myself disembowelled lying in bed

Memories haunt me/ A simple sadistic touch,
From a man I cant remember or visibly see,
Lying on the grass frozen and confused,
But yet again I always seem to make a fuss

Sometimes I'm so afraid of what I might do,
Feeling like I should be locked up in a cage,
Beaten with nail inbedded baseball bats,
I'm so frightened but rightfully sickened too

I have so much embryonic hidden malice,
That it makes me want to murder everyone,
Just make all the following eyes evaporate,
As I fall down a rabbit hole holding hands with alice

But maybe its just a phase I have to confront,
I just dont know, but I do know I'm scared,
Beacause I dont ever want to be alone,
But I am, I'm simply a diseased rodent






Copyright © alecfernadez ... [ 2004-05-10 13:58:55]
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Re: Gridlock (User Rating: 1 )
by lil_angel on Monday, 10th May 2004 @ 02:03:29 PM AEST
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This is really good!


Re: Gridlock (User Rating: 1 )
by UnfallenTears on Monday, 10th May 2004 @ 02:33:56 PM AEST
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This was very good. Your talent for expressing emotion and dark thoughts into words is very clear in this piece. Good write


Re: Gridlock (User Rating: 1 )
by TwEeK on Sunday, 30th May 2004 @ 08:54:05 AM AEST
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nice, good i like it alot
this sorta what i feel like some times
nice explinations

tweeky




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