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~Restless Bipolar Thoughts~
Bipolar mind
Machinations
Eclectic mind
So random without order
Content unknown
Images flash
Strewn about thoughts
Racing fast,
Flooding my brain invading
Concepts to conceptualize
Twisting
There is no pause
No stillness
To much to contemplate
Subjects subjective
Bursting
Perception yet perceived
Intent
Only to be Crystallized
~No Reprieve~
There is no reprieve
No procrastination
No forgiveness
Not here
You pay
Everyday
No reprieve
No holding back
No return
There is no reprieve
No understanding
Ignorance
Lack of tolerance
Pain is the fuel
In devils delight
No reprieve
No sabitacal
No leave
What does one think
Drinking the poison
In the mind
So many like this
So many my kind
Keep in step
Forget the time
Remember…..
You pay
Every day
And beauty
And death
Have their way
~Eradicating Rotting Existence~
Fearless thy eyes doth search yet fear grips~
Hollow shell of thy existence doth shake still filled with entitlement~
Horrifying lies spew forth as distance grows believing in thy lies~
Spinning through tunnels off balance yet walking a line of deceit~
Doth thy mind play tricks?
Thy judgment mitigates causing confusion~
Hands held outward beckoning solidarity yet filled ? Thy crawleth cowardly through these corridors surely thy know thine way~
Inordinate perceptions flys high above far reaching yet right in front of thine~ah so beseeching~
Clenching thy fist forbearing actions tainted quickening haste and for what? Thy gain?
Equivocal form thy life disreputable~Hallow lacking luster,
Doth thy remain critical? Ah yes I see thy will always be~
Seeking this conspicuous conspiracy only digging thy hole deeper~
Abating others cruelly yet tormenting thy self thinking thine comfortable~
Deceitful apprehensions cloud over thy appetite, an endless appetite for destruction~`
That longs for the destruction desperate attempts are futile~
There stand abrading thy torment filled with hysterical laughter~
Gravely grotesque figure without form finding thy shape in shadows~
Endeavor enmity consumes thy needs, needing more and more~
Empty…empty gaunt~
Always left yearning~
Not meeting thy need~
Perpetually perplexing persecuting domination~
Thy frailty subdues all thy once knew, still knowing nothing but lies~
Nonsensical as it beckons thy near~
Further thy shell empties year after year a gaping hole is all that is left~
No Soul, well perhaps a bit of one, but stale and old~
Rotting thy heart sneering~
Yet you remain~
Hallow….ever more no release~
Not for Reproduction~
~The Chase~
I’m not gonna chase you not anymore, I’m no longer praying you will Want to walk through My door to stay with me forever more ~
I’m not gonna chase you ,It’s not worth fight Or even the plight I see you now clearly in the light You will no longer invade my mind in the day and the night~
I’m not gonna chase you hoping you’ll see the precious amazing Thing that is me, you’re ignorant can’t you see, oh yeah that’s right you can’t see what is the magic the beauty of me~
I’m not gonna chase you it’s not needed, if this was real because if you felt as I felt you would feel as I feel~
I’m not gonna chase not anyone anymore I’m not gonna be some part time whore trust in this I’m worth much oh so much more
I’m not gonna chase you, Even when I hurt and I pray Eventually someone will see me for the beauty I am, in that moment too I will see the beauty in them~
So when you miss the bits and pieces others miss, remember you allowed me in, as I did you, Thinking somehow you would be true It will be your loss and my ultimate and eventual win~
As the sun rises in the east sets in the west the chase is over time to give it a rest. I know in my heart I’ve bewitched you and swim in your blood invade your thoughts and you will feel lost for testing this game you truly won’t ever be the same, as will I, won’t you see that it’s not really you now it’s really about me~
You’ll never forget me My touch my voice The sweat the heat Especially my name I knew in the beginning the rules of the game But I’m too old for games At this point of my life I don’t need the pressure I don’t need the strife~
I’m not playing this game Not this time around or anytime other, I’m dropping out eventually I’ll find a true forever a real lover, The key that will fit to think I once thought you might have been it~
I’m not a temporary kinda woman, I’m a lady you see, I’m the stick to each other holding hands forever Against the grain of society Making my rules I can’t stand Pre fashioned People they are the fools~
Take heed in what I’m saying to you don’t let your vanity make you a bigger fool all that is vain ,Lives both in and out in the end all fades without a doubt then what are you left? A shell of a man, that couldn’t see once what he had in his hands.
Now go live your life in vain You’re not like me, you’re not the same and trust in this I’ll forget you and your name, you’ll find However you will never forget mine not now or forever Throughout time~
But thanks for the lesson Play chess oh the game I’ll never be the same This is for sure Now watch as I leave As I walk away through The door~
Notes in Pockets~
Drama
Fear is collected
Like tiny notes unread in your pockets
Are you afraid to pull each one out and read it?
Will it invoke fear
Causing and provoking Drama to appear?
Self prophetic are we, believe in your fear, it will soon be your reality, or be healthy be strong let there be no fear I don’t collect notes in my pockets un opened, the drama each phrase written appears and it causes you to fear.
My oh my
The drama, negativity and fear.
I live strong. I live as I was called to, although it’s not always sufficient it provides me shelter
You may see me as foolish more like adventurous
Not a dull moment indeed
I am my fathers daughter a hybrid fragmented breed
I don’t carry little notes in my pockets unopened unread
I sure don’t need Your fear near me or my life or even my head
And I sure don’t leave little tiny notes in my pockets unread
Leaving unanswered questions in your head
And all is in your head yet, you still carry tiny notes all tangled and tied up in thread in your pockets unread.
~Ghost with The Most~NJM~
I must say I’ve decided to keep my personal beetle juice after all he is the Ghost with the most, plus he can do cool tricks~ just Sayin~
~Poetic Thoughts~NJM~
~I feel your eyes watching me at great distance, your thoughts of me daily… Still I find no comfort, no release….
~Coming Soon~
I haven’t written in awhile and soon I will be writing about why. It is called 101 days of Hell~ and in more contemplative thoughts I’m working on how one can achieve happiness alone….. Yes I said happy and alone in one sentence and it feels good~
~Relationships~
What an intertwined word the meaning
Mostly lost and truly ever heard~
It’s the coming together of two separate parts to share with each other their plans, their hearts~
Each singular entity has its own goal
It’s the bringing together that makes the two whole~
It’s walking down the street or simply changing a lane but the biggest part one must not forget is it is not a game~
Effort is the element needed to make relationships strong to run the great run to last so so long~
Often one loses sight and forgets what’s the purpose, two worlds collided destined to be, but often all is lost because one cannot see~
Comfort zones found, lacking cohesion, this is often why two hearts part for some unknown reason~
Although fingers will point and blame surely sought, but time and again relations part~
Yes relationships can often be salvaged some even cycle full circle and turn into marriage~
The truth I convey in this whimsical rhyme is relationships are fragile take effort take time~NJM~
NOT FOR REPRODUCTION~
Bipolar Tapestry~Poetic Thoughts 