Bad thoughts repeat like a bad meal,
Leaving a awful taste, good thoughts they steal.
A lack of confidence, a loss of control,
Fears of impulse grow like a wart, or a mole.
Thinking up mind diseases is a popular past-time,
Of the schizophrenic community, from their pits they shall climb.
Friends say the same - it's as common as herpes,
Do a little dance with your knees - they're called bur-pees.
There's no such thing as demons just errors in thinking,
Put your mind to the test, use the pen for inking.
Just say what's on your mind don't be specific,
I'm sure that others will find it terrific.
Monday 23 July 2012
Wednesday 18 July 2012
The Office
Like a madman in search for clues,
For the source of all my blues.
A hint of sarcasm, a funny remark,
Is all it takes to make a spark.
Sucked through the tunnel of meaning,
To find riddles so demeaning.
Reflections of the past create despair,
Burning my soul like lightning in the air.
A voice called from the distance - are you ok, are you alright?
Frankly no, I look like shite.
Crescendos of chatter all around, so hard to focus,
Evil magicians surround me! Hocus Pocus!
With tricks of wonder and surprise,
I couldn't look them in the eyes.
Words of the past came back to haunt,
Twas the reason I became so gaunt.
Copperfield was in his lair, waiting,
For I was still debating.
To run or to confront?
The master, the wizard, the cunt.
Tales of wisdom were parted,
Of a land which existed long before it started.
Returning to a world of peace,
Requires a little elbow grease.
So the journey continued on to the next level,
To rid myself of the ruthless devil.
For the source of all my blues.
A hint of sarcasm, a funny remark,
Is all it takes to make a spark.
Sucked through the tunnel of meaning,
To find riddles so demeaning.
Reflections of the past create despair,
Burning my soul like lightning in the air.
A voice called from the distance - are you ok, are you alright?
Frankly no, I look like shite.
Crescendos of chatter all around, so hard to focus,
Evil magicians surround me! Hocus Pocus!
With tricks of wonder and surprise,
I couldn't look them in the eyes.
Words of the past came back to haunt,
Twas the reason I became so gaunt.
Copperfield was in his lair, waiting,
For I was still debating.
To run or to confront?
The master, the wizard, the cunt.
Tales of wisdom were parted,
Of a land which existed long before it started.
Returning to a world of peace,
Requires a little elbow grease.
So the journey continued on to the next level,
To rid myself of the ruthless devil.
Life Stalker
I wake up, you are there,
I go home you are there.
I can't seem to get you out of my hair,
Even when relaxing in my chair.
I get messages from the other side
I try to run - I try to hide,
You want me by your side.
Yours to keep for ever and ever,
Even though you said you'd never.
I go home you are there.
I can't seem to get you out of my hair,
Even when relaxing in my chair.
I get messages from the other side
I try to run - I try to hide,
You want me by your side.
Yours to keep for ever and ever,
Even though you said you'd never.
The Disappointment
Your lie, your promise, your mistake,
I think about it for the time I am awake.
I was there at the beginning, and I'll be there until I die,
But still I feel the urge to fly.
Give me hope give me strength to forgive and not forget.
I think about it for the time I am awake.
I was there at the beginning, and I'll be there until I die,
But still I feel the urge to fly.
Give me hope give me strength to forgive and not forget.
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