Distraught. (Poem)

Conforming to chaos, willingly,
Battling the bulge, thrillingly.
Transfer to temperate, temptation,
Period like points, menstruation.
16 feelings in bags hung string to ceiling,
18 thoughts struggled to stay from sealing.
32 wishes never divided by time,
Negative 50 seconds, time is something we can never confine.

Found turning point. (Poem)

I see the soul behind your eyes,
The person crumble, crawls, and dies,
I see the truth behind your lies.
Huddled in the corner.
I see your heart and darkened soul,
Its cooked and cracked in blackened coal,
I am the life you thought you stole.
Hateful little performer.
I see the beauty flowing right from your skin,
Perfect portrait picture steadied from your grin,
Partnered metamorphosis captured from my pen.
Humbled little transformer.

Double the fun. (Poem)

Shaky Shards cross the sand,
Rocky Roofs trumps foundation,
Sturdy Strands tie the land.
Rickety Riddles ends sensation.
Measured Molecules daffodil the cradle,
Closely Covered in tender ash,
Persistent Pleasure renders you able.
Easily Eaten with coffins of glass.

I'm going to die if i don't get to speak to you. (Poem)

Distribution of thought, the mind never struggles,
Stress popping spheres like forever kept bubbles.

Pinnacles or peaks, like the equation cascaded,
Tricks are getting old, like timeless rocks bashed jaded.

Complexities simplify when time crusades,
Venom can only contaminate once the soul persuades.

Thought is a concept of reality yet to be reached,
Truth before trial is a lesson that remains to be preached.

Confusion concurs after the mind gets swallowed,
Contusions of the soul occurs after morals stay hollowed.

Creativly said. (Poem)

The quicker the sticker, the faster the pinch,
The older the water the thicker the stench.
Turning to triples jiggles the riddle,
Earning the nickel pickles the giggle.
Changing to two's exchanges the dues,
While stirring the stews rearranges the clues.
Certain perplexity cannot be regarded,
Like how the sands slow and the struggles just started.

Dear Dr. (Poem)

Having to write this is very intense,
Leaving out clues placed due to suspense.
Cracked out of fury my heart cracks to clinch,
My mud encased spot lacked the knack to rinse.

Speaking out factual, Its what i never figured,
Thinking of the actual is what clicked and triggered.

Picking up the pieces, its just as hard as dropping..
Learning when to place them is twice as hard as stopping.

Bluntly put. (Poem)

Little ignorant droids,
Empty absent voids.

Superficial brainwashing still remains,
Determined cycle stealing brains.

Conscience left alone,
Helpless little clone.

Cold cake turned crumbled,
True hope stays mumbled.

Painful pleasure wins again,
The Devil displays his painful grin.

Im pretty exited about it. (Poem)

Tongue twisting revelations leave you breathless,
Having it happen to hardened hearts,
Frisky impulses leave you reckless.
Crafted from the scattered parts.
Blowing winds turn to block the path,
Like smashed beliefs in the wind ,
Detoured senses tumble the wrath.
Like beginning at the very end.
Flowing from the pen of fuel,
Glowing like the dirty deeds,
Bless the blood so gripped in cruel.
Help us forget about our selfish needs.