The broken poet

dark as usual, personal

Welcome to the creed of the broken poet

Still here, far from gone but I want you to know it

Broken within, outside ill never show it

You thought you knew me, you don't know s**t

ADHD, Mabey Bi-Polar baby

all in all I'm just f****n crazy

Married, to a pretty lady

Non content acting shady

Ill be the villain

thoughts spillin

into my broken reality

You have no idea how it feels, to never be content

Something always missing, you read these poems but don't know what it meant

Hellbent, dustin destruction around the bend

on a bender, mixing all my drinks and I slipped my heart in the blender

Aortal contusions, brain bruises, leading to self confusion

I'm lost in a delusion, an illusion that I know what truth is

but the truth is, I know nothing about this,

Off my meds, Cause I'm uncomfortable being normal,

A being that fits in, within the in crowd, Suffering within seen from a far,

Guess what a guy walks in to a bar, orders whiskey, Looks into the dark liquor,

Tempting, Fate risking he is drinking to drown out his thinking at the expense, of a liver

warm liquor makes him shiver mind racing through memories, like the giver

Eyes becoming slited slivers.

I'm that guy, the one that dies inside and tries to hide behind some rhymes to keep composure

Emotions inside, but life aside the real me has already died, hi Im Michael Murderer 

Killer of the host turned him into ghost, buried him by the coast real close

to the one he betrothed and killed with a dagger to her heart,

Betrayal was the start, lying was the finish,

Now I just sit here writing gimmicks

watching paradise behind closed eyes

behind a double rainbow unicorn sun rise as my mind lies broken

50 somthin cigarette smoking, these clouds will rise

and join the skies as my wishes for happiness fade as the sun ascends the skies

and I'm whisperin inside, hoping to come back to life, if only just for the night, 

Bled of purpose, from every orifice, empty inside

Black hole consuming, my black heart from within,

Let the darkness begin, sins course through my veins like poison

Corrupting, Obstructing, Black tainted blood rushing

Heart chambering, reloading black viscous fluid spitting,

Blood contiously dripping, down my face, caressing, murkily

streaming patiently down my chin adoring me lavishly dripping steadily

from with in me intensely blood spattering the ground rapidly

while I'm smiling happily, crying bloody tears savagely with

the tragedy, of my youth failing, flailing out of me, theses rhymes ravishing

thrashing from me words tumbling, fumbling, I'm stumbling subtly, whispering intently

quickly crashing through the verses, me versus me, attacking

myself with thoughts of horror, razor blades

carress my skin to reveal what's within

a rushing torrent of nothing

heart pounding bludgeoning my chest from within me whining,

crying my lungs expanding dreadfully wheezing liver soaked in brandy, blackening rotting quickly,

bones creaking spine popping, bones cracking spine snapping, constantly, within me.

But looking at my face..... You never saw it happening.   

Reviews

[Sapientiam]

Your diction is exceptionally dark and evokes an insane atmosphere. The way the structure of the poem sometimes extends and becomes short reflects the lunatic nature of this person, always fluctuating. I really liked the flow of this poem because it always maintained this rushing flow that made me want to hurry towards the end. Speaking of the last line, it was incredible. It shows how twisted this person is, yet, it is entirely internal. A normal person wouldn't have been able to delineate what just happened on the outside. Nice job!

[Michael Leon Wilson]

Glad you enjoyed, but this is still not the darkest. the darkest is very obvious it is called " Suicide Note"

[Trouble]

I like it, mostly because they sounded like rap lyrics, and there was a lot of raw emotion. You just spill it, I like that about your writes.

[V]

That's a pretty cool and interesting flow of words. Reads like rap lyrics,I like that attitude. The way you combine thoughts is original, cohesive with the right pinch of creativity and abstractness. As I've said before to yoi, you could work on the structure, the lay out to make it easier to go through for the audience. Also, due to the rather sort of chaotic frame, some lines read a little clumsy although the maybe aren't - I think this one would have an even nicer flow if the structure was improved. But just a suggestion. Other than that, I enjoyed delving into your world very much.

[aLittlePain]

Hello, Frantic lunacy, incredibly intense. Certainly makes it a gripping read. The language is richly dark paints a vivid but somewhat unnerving scene. Many well crafted lines consistently woven. You have an obvious talent for this genre. Regards Ray

[Michael Leon Wilson]

Thank you, im inspired by the great edgar allen poe, my daughter is even named after one of his poems

[aLittlePain]

Ah, that makes a lot of sense. Your writing inspires also

[Michael Leon Wilson]

really? want somthing darker?