The ingredient’s for the disturbed

Take a couple of parents
Let them sketch violence
Instead of pretty things

Take the vacant father

Children should not be witnesses
To Violence.

Cease the courtship’s of violence
There are children watching
Don’t you realise?

Pressed ears touch floorboard
Don’t kid yourself they are asleep
The selfish rowing couple
The guilty actions reap
The adolescent tearaways
And the anxiety ridden deep
Cuts and scars
He self harmed arms reached
And ignored
Centres of attention
Your cupboard door was knawed
But you never let the mice in
That’s all we were, mice
Pests to you
But cuddly when it suited
Cute kids when it suited
Bin bag and booted
Homosapien lesbo fluted
Its clear-cut you cut us up
Clear-cut your stupid rows
Stupid rows
Stop the rowing
The smashing plate
Stop the drunken fits
The banging gate when fled
Did mum as smacked around the face
Celebrate the monster within
Yes all inside
A killer instinct but
How many narcissist or homophobe
Formed from this
How many still ear mark of earlobe
Pressed on boards of bliss
The only barrier
To see if you loved mummy
Loved her
Then hated her
She loved us
Then hated us
Ran out
Ran in
Kicked off
Waved drowned swim
Father fucker
We became adolescent
And hated every man
We became the man and hated every woman
Suffer like we did, in unison
Unite
The misplaced
And despatched one night in search of liquor
We heard it would help
Prostitution should be nutrition
Super kelp ingest the member
And think of him hurting
Daughter fucked the cash can claim
He never put any on the table
Wonder how money was involved; yet no he never loved
Yes dollars loved but never mother
Self interest we are children peripheral
And how we wish to protest
Against those
And how this stems
And how this breeds
And how this becomes the drip drip feed of our criminal ways
How the take away violence is passed
How the Freudian Oedipus baton passed along
The house is smashed up
There are glass fragments everywhere
And to rub it in we deliberately tread in the glass
To make sure we are still real
blood a good indicator of life
And when smeared on face
Indicated the disgrace you should feel
Because it’s now time to point the finger
Now time to linger in inappropriate places
Waiting the death day of the ones who taunted
The list shall include our headmasters
Parents
The so-called school bullies and friends
That lamented
The super glue emotions that never left
Like guilt and fear and anxiety
And self loathing
And disgust
And alienation
And dissociation
And fragmentation
The splitting
The spat out spitting
Words
Evoked from a therapy session failed
The derailed
The dispossessed the ‘in a mess’ alchies
The abused
The interfered with
The fingered
The fucked
The ruckus of pack hunting
Musk laden testosterone
Deep down thrones that fell
The fiery hell of disturbance
The schizo psycho tendencies
The narcissist
The limp wrists
You call faggots
You fucks
The maggot muck
The writhing worms
The tummy tucks cuz we felt fat
The anorexia reasons I did that
The abandoned
The starving of love
The push and shoved out the door
The losers on the street
The fuckin parents fucked up feat
Of mastery
The smashed in door
The totally destroyed
Gagging for more killing
The milling of the millstone
The flour power hippie parents
Supposed to be calm
The jabbing pin in the arm
The compass needle at school
The tool you used to mark your name
The short skirt stockings
The 14-year-old games of trapping daddy sexually
The free
The attached to mother spank on the knee
The escapism
The secret friends
The lending of your inner thoughts
To the missing friend pretend
Theres nothing there
But it all floods back
And the innocent get caught on one side of the track of this insane war
The turmoil still pours
The blood has stopped keeping score of its resonance on walls
The therapist calls
The samritarian halls of residence
Help
Help help
Seroxat
Valium
Prozac
Pushed
Prozac push
St john’s wart recommended
No
Didn’t work
No jerk off for comfort
No screw down to feel real
Wanted daddy didn’t want you
Mother didn’t want us
Help us
We are together in therapy this room
We all share the doom gloom scenarios
I paint
I write what do you do
Or die
Flicker or fry yourself the prying door
They spied on you
You paint your face
You cross dress
You disgrace your self on purpose
Lace your boots
Skim the roots
You can’t bear to face from where you came
You have gone apathetic and lame in a drug induced
Game of cat an mouse
Your spouse don’t stand a chance
The kids don’t stand a chance they made us pass it on
We need to break the trance the dream
We must stop the never-ending cycle stop
With rope
Stop
With hosepipe stop
With pill pop stop
With head hold stop
With head tremor stop
With cliff ledger stop
With lover’s leap stop
With Thelma Louise stop
With curled up knees stop
With corner of ward
Stop
With straight jacket stop
With head butt
This rut stop this pain
We the kids this pain
We the kids this pain
Together all of us come on
Share this pain
Talk to me share ‘e’, your pain
Tell me I’m not the only one
Whore me and ill more you
Pervy killing things well do
Hurt each other through and through
We all together hurting
All together
I need to say this
Need to write this
All together stop