Everything is about finding your voice,
So here goes,
An attempt to tell a story.
One where the hero and heroine fall short in every category.
They were stripped away at tender ages,
Put in lowly spots,
Locked away in beautiful prisons,
Thrown away into lovely cages.
One was in country and one was out,
One had a religious theme,
The other mind breaking,
Brain scarring and fuck you over was what it was all about.
One chained you to beds with cuffs made of steel,
Let girls kick you in a nightshirt and watch you squeal.
The other was prided on group interaction,
Breaking each other down was the main attraction.
One praised God on a daily basis,
But both praised the dollar sign on a much larger dais.
With the coms blacked out and the parents away,
Most children celebrate,
Act diabolical,
Hell,
Those little fuckers might play.
We put our noses to the grind stone,
Got raped, molested, abused, brainwashed, conditioned, and then some.
Another day in the life,
Of a troubled teen school paradise.
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Find Your Voice (and Video)
Find your voice,
Find your ink,
Air through lips or pressure through finger tips,
Find your voice,
Use it proudly,
Share your love,
Your hate, your pain, your vision, your create, your palette of life lived,
Sing it however you will,
Your voice will carry resoundingly.
Find your voice boy,
Find your voice girl,
If you whisper in the street,
If you stutter and feel like you bleat,
If you shout with violence and hurt,
If you crackle with intensity unleashed.
If the paper runs torn beneath your pressure,
The pentip breaks and spills its hidden treasure,
Find whatever you find that lets you know that you are able,
Complete, and perfectly capable,
Damaged beyond belief,
But beautiful in shining relief,
Find your voice
Find your words,
They’re the path out of wherever you’ve roamed,
And will cut the road home.
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Crack Pipe Peter Pan
Call it Peter Pan on a crack pipe flight,
Overseen by angels and whispers of devilish delight.
Carve wanton whiptails in the air,
Playacting as children with zero care.
Feel the rush of blessings given free,
Thank the wisdom that kept you from me.
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A New Identity
So here it comes on again like the wondrous moment before the plunger goes down and that spiral twists its way into your innermost regions to play songs of the sweetest sin across who you are.
Its a bit different when its in your head though, and nothing but the tin can rattling around to remind you of the slurried remnants of what you once called yourself all but forgotten in an intense longing, for…er…to do…fuck…something.
Clutch point on a catch and release orgasm and the fish is dying on the line. Fuck me three ways from Sunday if I can pin it. So where to go.
Where to go.
via A New Identity
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What does Schizoaffective Mean?
With an image blast and some optimistic love from Twain….this is uncharted water for me and I’m learning as I go.
Running away from your mind.
Schizoaffective Word Cloud
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Schizo After All
You thieving fucksticks awandering the world,
Prying eyes and solemn lies,
Whisper me that venom.
What a burn that illusion has,
God damn does it sting.
For all the moments pure and right,
I wish the voyeurs would choke on what they do at night.
I’ll sit and eat blister packs of revelation,
Fuming and screaming in pathetic consternation,
You missed the boat!
Sipping coffee in the wind,
dust kicking and battered spirit spitting,
You missed the boat!
Should have stood straight and waved goodbye,
In the end you’re a stepping stone and never mind the tears we cry,
Fucking crafting your soothing scrub to brush it all away –
Hit me with it baby, hit me with that love.
tell me when I should kneel on down,
Mercy and punish – hit me from above.
Prying eyes and solemn lies,
Whisper me that venom.
Fucking preachers of unrequested bedlam,
What does the truth cost?
All you never knew you had.
Just another animal needing tending at the publication zoo.
They say: “If you itch we’ll soothe it.”
I say: “Just don’t pretend you didn’t do it.”
For the fetal breakdowns and the mental throwdowns,
When the color was white and you said it was black,
Hold your truth son,
You might be crazy but you know you’re right.
I’ve got depths beyond what the echoes show,
Slip off to your shame and idolatry,
I’ve been a puppet before but I’ll find a way back to being me.
Ain’t no venom tastes as sweet as truth,
And in those darkest moments when you fear the something more,
You’ll find no rest,
No breath,
No smiles and no safety.
Just the shocked blue eyes of a beaten child whose heart was bent to hate.
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Normalacy Falter – Love the Pain?
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(REBLOGGED) Something Beautiful — RamJet Poetry
I’ve been lost in my own world for quite some time, but my god is this some intense and fantastically accessible poetry with a free flow feel.
I wanted to make something beautiful… avatar of dragon bone Celtic sworl-painted warrior adorned with cold starlight stare of purest water out of night sword bare statuesque goddess of Greek proportion portrait of love so vast blooming roses painful, profane I wanted to touch something beautiful fumbling naked fingers unworthy buckling harness to steed that […]
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