Posts Tagged ‘lonely’

mural

Rally around all you schizoid losers and deluded users

Know truly illusion, delusion, confusion

Take each step proudly like someone who knows their own mind

Eat the pill

Until DMT day dreams manifest fields of flame and compassionate atmospheres

Floating free on winds of self-satisfaction

Meeting with aliens in conspiracies of shadows

Depth sounded depravity echoes through cortex

Corrupts beautifully like a shot of purest thai white

A hit of heavenly torpor

Getting with the flow of what nobody knows

Panics of paranoia will not confabulate my deconstructed chic

Or make me feel weak

Lost or lonely

Don’t decay- I’m not dead yet

Don’t fade like evening light

Let my neurons settle and be in each moment

Let my spine align in perfect posture

Focus on the good stuff

Let the bad thoughts pass by.

 

lonely-alone-with-Jesus

Six year old boy stands alone in undercover area
Icicles, icicles all fall down
Bully redhead older kid makes fun
Glaciers advance, cold pain, social freeze-out
Girls laugh and point
Staying alone
Being alone
Aching with sorrow
He hides behind the steel girder
Making blades from woodchips
Wondering what it is like to have a friend
Thoughts like mushrooms in rotting flesh
Wondering why the other kids don’t like him
Plotting to pretend to be sick tomorrow

 

Lesbians

Posted: March 31, 2017 in poetry
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lesbians

I don’t know why I spend so much time looking at lesbian porn

It is a sad and lonely pastime

I suspect they’re probably just gay for pay

Is it because I can’t imagine myself in the scenario

Or just because I don’t like looking at cocks

I knew a woman

Like a mirror image

Who liked looking at gay male porn

I’m sure that lesbians are 20 percent cooler than straight people

Just because they don’t need men

And they’ve always seemed really cool to me

Let’s face it men suck ass

I hate myself for being a man

I hate myself for being lonely

I hate myself for being fat

I hate myself for being over forty and not young and funky

I am a sad individual

I am going to die alone

 

 

 

lonelyperson
Fuck this shit
I like women
Women don’t like me
It’s a conundrum
A paradox
Who the fuck wants to fuck a middle-aged fat bastard
Who the fuck wants to cuddle up to someone sweaty, bloated and pointless
How much longer will I self-destruct:
For love
For the sake of pain
For madness
For joy
For kicks
For blitzkrieg insanity
For lack of a good woman

I like women
Women don’t like me
I am:
Too fat
Too lonely
Too desperate
Too maudlin
Too pathetic
Too weird
Too stoned
Too drunk
So I have another beer
And I have another cigarette
I have another cone
Occasionally I have a shot
And exude infinite soul-longing for silent death-bliss
Which will come on like a shot of smack and euthanize my emptiness
And set me free to roam the realm of Spirits
With angel’s wings