(D.H.L.C@ http://www.literarydiva09.blogspot.com/)
THOUGHT PROVOKING LIT!
*The Maniac In The Pinhole*
Why the hell is this always happening! Every time I try to get my ass out there and get shit done; I fall flat on my face!
I’m done! I’m just done!
Pushing, opening, and doing shit the right way is me. Yes, the maniac; in my god damn pinhole is me. Shit just aint right cause my pinhole ain’t getting any bigger!
I feel it. I can taste it, but can’t see it.
Life, dreams, and my whole existence seems to walk in front of my face, waving a beauty queen see ya!
I stand still only to be encased in my pinhole with the walls closing in on me more an more. The worse is here as time has moved but my pinhole hasn’t.
Trapped in the confines of evil and screams; telling me “I ain’t nothing!”
I can’t breathe as silence rears it’s ugliness only to murder me and keep me locked down only to self destruct in the crevices of my pinhole.
Maniac going psychotic, going irate, and about to burst into a million little pieces!
The feelings of why, who, what , and how have me marked for life as my pinhole closes and I fight to stay alive.
I bleed in silence, and it trickles down slowly to a nonchalant beat of “I got you bitch” and my layers peel away slowly, only to have flesh exposed to rot.
As I see the scene; it’s un-believable as I have seen this movie before! The Hollywood block buster of the maniac in the pinhole.
(By Literary Diva And The Lit Factory)
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Showing posts with label Poetically Speaking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetically Speaking. Show all posts
Friday, July 27, 2012
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Wednesday, June 6, 2012
POETICALLY SPEAKING!
(DHLC-www.literarydiva09.blogspot.com)
As I flick my cigarette, I realize this is a bad habit. It seems to like me and I love it- as it calms me and take my mind to another disgusting level.
Ignoring the affects of this madness I flick my cigarette and digress.
Time is grinding on me as my thoughts exceed my will power and I fall into a jaded misfortune of a crushing dirty moment.
Ignoring the affects of this madness I flick my cigarette and digress.
Peeling the layers back of juiced up chaos is like fire on my skin burning through me one sweat gland at a time. My eyes are eroding as I cannot see but just feel the moments of opportunity ripping from my flesh.
Ignoring the affects of this madness I flick my cigarette and digress.
Fighting the fear of life and sadistic mummified entrapment has me bowing down to the queen of evil as my spirit is about to be beheaded.
Ignoring the affects of this madness I flick my cigarette and digress.
Peeping toms pry into my flesh as time has moved but I’m standing still only to be encased in life’s solitary confinement. My mind says raise the roof but my soul says shut this bitch down!
Ignoring the affects of this madness I flick my cigarette and digress.
My notorious ego has found its match as life is a bitch with a bad attitude. A feeling of embattlement is all in the flick of my cigarette as I digress and flick for the last time.
(By: Literary Diva of Blogtalk Radio and "The Lit Factory")
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As I flick my cigarette, I realize this is a bad habit. It seems to like me and I love it- as it calms me and take my mind to another disgusting level.
Ignoring the affects of this madness I flick my cigarette and digress.
Time is grinding on me as my thoughts exceed my will power and I fall into a jaded misfortune of a crushing dirty moment.
Ignoring the affects of this madness I flick my cigarette and digress.
Peeling the layers back of juiced up chaos is like fire on my skin burning through me one sweat gland at a time. My eyes are eroding as I cannot see but just feel the moments of opportunity ripping from my flesh.
Ignoring the affects of this madness I flick my cigarette and digress.
Fighting the fear of life and sadistic mummified entrapment has me bowing down to the queen of evil as my spirit is about to be beheaded.
Ignoring the affects of this madness I flick my cigarette and digress.
Peeping toms pry into my flesh as time has moved but I’m standing still only to be encased in life’s solitary confinement. My mind says raise the roof but my soul says shut this bitch down!
Ignoring the affects of this madness I flick my cigarette and digress.
My notorious ego has found its match as life is a bitch with a bad attitude. A feeling of embattlement is all in the flick of my cigarette as I digress and flick for the last time.
(By: Literary Diva of Blogtalk Radio and "The Lit Factory")
www.blogtalkradio.com/diva29
literarydiva29@yahoo.com
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Thursday, April 26, 2012
Poetically Speaking!
*JANE'S PUZZLE HOUSE-Thoughts Psychotically Mutating*
Sitting
Staring
Thoughts overflowing
Turmoil of chaos invading
Murmur, murmur, tears flowing without juice and mind sinking into nonstop aroma.
Cries
Laughing
Thoughts overflowing
Sinking of great flavor into a ravished spirit
Murmur, murmur, lost in a box of sick thoughts of swarming illusions and death grips.
Talking
Walking
Thoughts overflowing
Hardcore thoughts clawing and scratching to dominate
Murmur, murmur- laughing nonstop while my thoughts drool like hot magma and burn the inner parts of my psyche.
Murmur, murmur
Murmur, murmur
Laughing psychotically
Eating scents of horror
Tasting instant grips of rotten mind hoarding
Arms folded as I rock back and forth
No way out
Isolated
Murmur
Isolated
Murmur
Life solitary confinement is a bitch as it locks down but takes my thoughts on a trip.
By: Literary Diva of blogtalkradio.com/diva29 and "The Lit Factory"
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literarydiva29@yahoo.com
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Sitting
Staring
Thoughts overflowing
Turmoil of chaos invading
Murmur, murmur, tears flowing without juice and mind sinking into nonstop aroma.
Cries
Laughing
Thoughts overflowing
Sinking of great flavor into a ravished spirit
Murmur, murmur, lost in a box of sick thoughts of swarming illusions and death grips.
Talking
Walking
Thoughts overflowing
Hardcore thoughts clawing and scratching to dominate
Murmur, murmur- laughing nonstop while my thoughts drool like hot magma and burn the inner parts of my psyche.
Murmur, murmur
Murmur, murmur
Laughing psychotically
Eating scents of horror
Tasting instant grips of rotten mind hoarding
Arms folded as I rock back and forth
No way out
Isolated
Murmur
Isolated
Murmur
Life solitary confinement is a bitch as it locks down but takes my thoughts on a trip.
By: Literary Diva of blogtalkradio.com/diva29 and "The Lit Factory"
www.blogtalkradio.com/diva29
literarydiva29@yahoo.com
Cherries And Strawberries
*Literary Spice That's Oh So Nice*
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