Poetry Blogs (2017, psychology)

Monkey's mentality

With an intent of
Stripping off all--Wives & footholds--
And taking over,
A monkey measures
And measures
Father's foot mark
Walking behind father's back
And inflict on the same attack
Cognizant ,subject to
The wear and tear of time
, feeble,
A defensive hand
The father could lack!

A mentor,  I helped
An apprentice
Acquire a sharp mind
And a nimble hand
Till on his feet stand.

Whe...

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I Can Be Good (Z)

With each and every prose I think of new things to outpour onto this page. Ideas and feelings flow through me, conflicting, and most of the time I am ok.

I've been sober since then; nothing helps this anymore. Every day starts out slow, in a haze, then I feel ok and content and myself for a few hours. Once noon rolls around, my heart hurts, my stomach turns, my head spins, and I leave class to ...

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Psychological Nudity

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I'll always write you more, my nighttime beauty,

I'd see it as a privilege, if it is my lifetime duty.

I wish you could truly, feel a bit of what you do to me.

It's new to me, I love our psychological nudity.

 

No descent into mutiny, 'cause our lives are intertwined.

Got a fire in my life, it's light is keeping me alive.

You’re a beacon in the night, a guide to protect and su...

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The Psychopath

Unknown Mime Type: audio/x-ms-wma

The demons swim where no one sees,

But no one hear their ill-lighted screams,

Instructions so inlawful and oblique,

Heard by no one except from me.

I see the word guilt but what does it mean?

Seems like a fictional desire that I won't feel,

No conscience to stop me from doing wrong,

A knife in my hand as they sing their twisted song.

Is it too late to say sorry now that the...

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The Psychopath

Unknown Mime Type: audio/x-ms-wma

The demons swim where no one sees,

But no one hear their ill-lighted screams,

Instructions so inlawful and oblique,

Heard by no one except from me.

I see the word guilt but what does it mean?

Seems like a fictional desire that I won't feel,

No conscience to stop me from doing wrong,

A knife in my hand as they sing their twisted song.

Is it too late to say sorry now that the...

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The Psychopath

Unknown Mime Type: audio/x-ms-wma

The demons swim where no one sees,

But no one hear their ill-lighted screams,

Instructions so inlawful and oblique,

Heard by no one except from me.

I see the word guilt but what does it mean?

Seems like a fictional desire that I won't feel,

No conscience to stop me from doing wrong,

A knife in my hand as they sing their twisted song.

Is it too late to say sorry now that the...

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The Psychopath

Unknown Mime Type: audio/x-ms-wma

The demons swim where no one sees,

But no one hear their ill-lighted screams,

Instructions so inlawful and oblique,

Heard by no one except from me.

I see the word guilt but what does it mean?

Seems like a fictional desire that I won't feel,

No conscience to stop me from doing wrong,

A knife in my hand as they sing their twisted song.

Is it too late to say sorry now that the...

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The Psychopath

Unknown Mime Type: audio/x-ms-wma

The demons swim where no one sees,

But no one hear their ill-lighted screams,

Instructions so inlawful and oblique,

Heard by no one except from me.

I see the word guilt but what does it mean?

Seems like a fictional desire that I won't feel,

No conscience to stop me from doing wrong,

A knife in my hand as they sing their twisted song.

Is it too late to say sorry now that the...

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Next stop, death.

Actually there are 3 short pieces here, all dealing with equally unpleasant subject matter. (Someones got to do it, haven't they?)

 

I feel it tugging at me constantly; reminding me

of its awful presence and impending victory over my

zest for life; this pest; the grinning skull inside my nest.

Maybe if I was out performing every night It might leave

me less time to think so morbi...

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Human Wreckage

See their faces so jaded

With all the torturous barking they hear

Over and over and over again

Assaulting their innocent ears

Our mouths keep spitting out poison

There’s bile wrapped in every word

After all these years of affection

How did our love become so absurd?

 

And I hope, just hope

You sleep sound and safe in your single bed on this night

I kn...

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Blood Mage

Twisted Maleficarum turned abomination

desperately seeking a return to one's humanity.

Expelling demons,

pumping passion like the blood that summoned them.

 

Bleeding tears, sweating fears

soaked in trepidation.

 

Summon some feeling

no time for healing

when paint is just pain with

twin pronged brush strokes.

 

Tattered, trying, tonal

...

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