Needy Direct sensory injection Reckless pleasure without reflection But reaching the dichotomous point of inflection Grief washes over; bodily rejection Withdrawal starts now, pressure from outside Nerves snap all at once, the mouth cannot cry Eyelids shift down, up my face wrinkles crawl Limbs all outstretched, aches and pains to forestall Head nodding forward, my veins now are narrowin' I need, I need, can't live without my heroine[/quote]
Needy Direct sensory injection Reckless pleasure without reflection But reaching the dichotomous point of inflection Grief washes over; bodily rejection Withdrawal starts now, pressure from outside Nerves snap all at once, the mouth cannot cry Eyelids shift down, up my face wrinkles crawl Limbs all outstretched, aches and pains to forestall Head nodding forward, my veins now are narrowin' I need, I need, can't live without my heroine[/quote]
Needy Direct sensory injection Reckless pleasure without reflection But reaching the dichotomous point of inflection Grief washes over; bodily rejection Withdrawal starts now, pressure from outside Nerves snap all at once, the mouth cannot cry Eyelids shift down, up my face wrinkles crawl Limbs all outstretched, aches and pains to forestall Head nodding forward, my veins now are narrowin' I need, I need, can't live without my heroine
The poems I write don't rhyme. I dislike sharing things that I haven't even written. I largely compose in my head and forget right before I fall asleep. Most are personal reflections, actually. This is kind of a poem.
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[quote=iLoveJesters]I'm more of a "take black and white pictures of everything I see and call it deep" kinda-guy.[/quote]
oh hey me too
I am also a pioneer of avant-garde music and visual art.
[quote=Ramunesun]ok here we go
Needy
Direct sensory injection
Reckless pleasure without reflection
But reaching the dichotomous point of inflection
Grief washes over; bodily rejection
Withdrawal starts now, pressure from outside
Nerves snap all at once, the mouth cannot cry
Eyelids shift down, up my face wrinkles crawl
Limbs all outstretched, aches and pains to forestall
Head nodding forward, my veins now are narrowin'
I need, I need, can't live without my heroine[/quote]
Marry me.
I'm more of a "take black and white pictures of everything I see and call it deep" kinda-guy.
I live today
How about the next?
My life spun by
Felt like sex.
The train choo'ed past
I woke up in fear
My life was not over
It was not near.
It had just begun
The time of terror
Destroying lives of innocence
No thanks to my carer.
I searched high
I searched low
No saviour was found
No man on show.
The highlight of my life
I became the one
To be the sacrifice for them
My life was fun.
Until this day
You never see
What I've become..
Become of me.
Grotesque figures run
My mind snaps
I do not know
Just receiving slaps
My mind has gone
You just don't see it
I've become nothing
Until candles are lit
My ghastly look
Shocking you dearly
Your soulless eyes
Show merely.
Unintentionally I kill you
What you see now
Is nothing but me
You wonder, "how?"
But that lasts short
You lose your mind
You cry in pain
I'm not kind.
When you finish reading
Please run off
I will hurt you...
Run and do not scoff.
@Ramunesun: Yeah, your intentions seemed pretty obvious. It was sarcasm.
[quote=Blumsie]heroin*[/quote]
misspelling was intentional
Just to add a whole 'nother level of angst
You aren't going to find poets on basil.
[quote=Ramunesun]ok here we go
Needy
Direct sensory injection
Reckless pleasure without reflection
But reaching the dichotomous point of inflection
Grief washes over; bodily rejection
Withdrawal starts now, pressure from outside
Nerves snap all at once, the mouth cannot cry
Eyelids shift down, up my face wrinkles crawl
Limbs all outstretched, aches and pains to forestall
Head nodding forward, my veins now are narrowin'
I need, I need, can't live without my heroine[/quote]
heroin*
ok here we go
Needy
Direct sensory injection
Reckless pleasure without reflection
But reaching the dichotomous point of inflection
Grief washes over; bodily rejection
Withdrawal starts now, pressure from outside
Nerves snap all at once, the mouth cannot cry
Eyelids shift down, up my face wrinkles crawl
Limbs all outstretched, aches and pains to forestall
Head nodding forward, my veins now are narrowin'
I need, I need, can't live without my heroine
The poems I write don't rhyme.
I dislike sharing things that I haven't even written.
I largely compose in my head and forget right before I fall asleep.
Most are personal reflections, actually.
This is kind of a poem.
Look at that. Poem format:
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xmas.
my mom told me to wrap the christmas presents.
but i'm not a rapper.