Things I think aboutA Poem by B. LapinskiI can't help but to think about my childhood and way it has affected me and it made me so god damned paranoid and so f*****g scared I can't help but to think about about all my old addictions how I still fight the monkey away and how he sits on my front porch handing me the mail everyday How I still want to bake and cook with pennies just for one more taste amonia had me by the balls so I cut them off....so to speak I can't help but to think of all the psychiatrists and the pills they own my throat and many nights with limp dick because of those white coat m***********s i couldn't even jerk off when I wanted to so I medicated myself helped numero uno out ya know I can't help but to think of how I've aged and how clean cut I am getting an education having been with the same girl for six years ready to settle down tie the knot put that yellow ribbon around the old oak have a couple kids play the father figuire throw the pigskin around outback with my son or keep daddy's little girl away from teenage predators These are the things I can't help but to think about what kind of man will I be ten years from now what will my children be like How can I stop them from being who I was or how I was I'm just as scared now as I was then but with different purpose Tell me the world will stop spinning so that I can remove all harm from it Tell me my children will be kind and make intelligent decisions Tell me they will suffer no pain and relax in hot tubs far from the reaches of this city Tell me I am still sane tell me these thoughts are normal
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2 Reviews Added on March 4, 2008 AuthorB. LapinskiMt Top, PAAbouti'm a wanna be poet, with synthetic words. Everything on this page is water soluble. I wish you could see my ink. It is blue, feathered and dreamy, leaking tar and setting everything on fire .mcrmeeb.. more..Writing
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