Nosebleed

A poem from 2018

It's serious

And so am I

Occasionally I cover it up with a paper tissue

Blood stained

Soaked in it

Velocity

Fast

Like a steam train thrusting through nasal passages

It goes:

Boom boom, boom boom

The feeling of doom

Fear of getting kicked off the show

White as a sheet

Life ebbs away

Then I wake up

It was only a daydream

The mind depressed runs away to worst case scenario

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Falling On My Head

A poem from 2017

Raindrops

As I'm tied to this bed

Falling

Onto my silent head

Harnessed

So I can't move

Regular

Drip drip drip

Torture

Trying to break my will

Relentless

Crashing inside my brain

Insane

Oh how you want that to be true!

Conspiracy

A Poem from 2016

Watch me perform it on YouTube...

Conspiracy, conspiracy, everywhere

And not a drop to drink

Paranoia pervades my friends

And in the past

My heart would sink

To fearful fear

Thinking the same

They're all out to get me

To stab me in the small of the back

Crippled by imagination

“They”

The faceless

The anonymous

Out there

The whatever percent

And now

Powerless

The waters wash beside me

Bliss

Happiness

Not eroded

Peace

With my crossbow

I shot the monster

The Power of Paranoia

A poem from 1992

It’s the thing that paranoia is made of

Strange,

but it’s true

that sideward glance that life casts

at me

Unloved at first sight

We find everything

but that which we want

I want her

but how could I find the way

into her heart?

In more menial example

this creeps upon me

and this poem achieves nothing

it is not worth the paper it is written on