whisper
timed - quiet - forgotten:
in the furthest
corner - between
two pale, white walls
a boy crouches
ass to floor
water-eyes of blue
hands - below my chin
against my chest
i pause - silent
i laugh - wanting
i cry - remembering
i sit - waiting
for an eternity
seemingly - it seemed
lost - without words
without time - amidst
bushes of green
frozen - an ice cube
i shiver - all's gone
i shake - all's forgotten
i tremble - all's lost
as sweat trails
downward - across
my furrowed brow
and i cough
not a manly cough
a pause - i think
what's happening to me
a child - a dream
a life - a space
all of womans' time
cau
Insufficient Restraint by Lost-Mind-Found-Bob, literature
Literature
Insufficient Restraint
Insufficient Restraint
Vultures,
Stricken with hunger,
Salivate,
For want of,
Preying upon my poetry.
Gregariously,
They circle,
Searching for,
The in-distinctive style,
In which my poetry,
Presents itself.
Suddenly overcome,
With panic,
And nostalgia,
My words ascend,
Leaping from paper,
Back into thought.
Where medieval metaphors,
Of other dimensions,
Hover, suspecting-ly,
Over my fealty,
To expression.
Yet I have seen,
The ruttish ways,
In which people,
savor composition.
Therefore:
I squeamishly,
Sacrifice,
My frisky structuring,
Of vocabulary, unto,
These cybernetic vultures,
To shreaded,
And
Breeding Flies
I'm taking a shower
trying to come clean
with my clothes still on
water runs dirt free
I start scrubbing harder
but my skin won't beam
and without the shine
I'm left feeling filthy
eyes upon you
watching flies breed
not much is sane
listen to me
hearing my words
digesting my pain
hope a darker closet
will keep you away
hold in my last breath
nothing can hear me
my inaudible cries
pet the emptiness
that swallows your fear
as repulsion snares me
eyes upon you
watching flies breed
not much is sane
listen to me
watching my hands
digesting the pain
your mind has pinned my mind
long deep within time
a
whisper
timed - quiet - forgotten:
in the furthest
corner - between
two pale, white walls
a boy crouches
ass to floor
water-eyes of blue
hands - below my chin
against my chest
i pause - silent
i laugh - wanting
i cry - remembering
i sit - waiting
for an eternity
seemingly - it seemed
lost - without words
without time - amidst
bushes of green
frozen - an ice cube
i shiver - all's gone
i shake - all's forgotten
i tremble - all's lost
as sweat trails
downward - across
my furrowed brow
and i cough
not a manly cough
a pause - i think
what's happening to me
a child - a dream
a life - a space
all of womans' time
cau
Insufficient Restraint by Lost-Mind-Found-Bob, literature
Literature
Insufficient Restraint
Insufficient Restraint
Vultures,
Stricken with hunger,
Salivate,
For want of,
Preying upon my poetry.
Gregariously,
They circle,
Searching for,
The in-distinctive style,
In which my poetry,
Presents itself.
Suddenly overcome,
With panic,
And nostalgia,
My words ascend,
Leaping from paper,
Back into thought.
Where medieval metaphors,
Of other dimensions,
Hover, suspecting-ly,
Over my fealty,
To expression.
Yet I have seen,
The ruttish ways,
In which people,
savor composition.
Therefore:
I squeamishly,
Sacrifice,
My frisky structuring,
Of vocabulary, unto,
These cybernetic vultures,
To shreaded,
And
Breeding Flies
I'm taking a shower
trying to come clean
with my clothes still on
water runs dirt free
I start scrubbing harder
but my skin won't beam
and without the shine
I'm left feeling filthy
eyes upon you
watching flies breed
not much is sane
listen to me
hearing my words
digesting my pain
hope a darker closet
will keep you away
hold in my last breath
nothing can hear me
my inaudible cries
pet the emptiness
that swallows your fear
as repulsion snares me
eyes upon you
watching flies breed
not much is sane
listen to me
watching my hands
digesting the pain
your mind has pinned my mind
long deep within time
a
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Hey ya... so... my PTSD has been bad
for quite some time now... I've come
and gone... sometimes leaving a foot
print or two...