Something Familiar

Something Familiar

Nagging little voice you are leaving me without choice
Without option without will, you left me here with time too kill.
But still I pray and still I hope for a moment where I can cope,
With the fear the drugs and the dope, clouding my thoughts.
The stripes and dots covered in vomit and iced with blood,
This never ending train of thought, wish I could return it!
Like something broken I bought, but I cannot..

I’m stuck with myself, I’m stuck with this image you portrait
I’m caught in the mirror as the reflection you hate!
As I pester and fester and grow in your chest,
You can sleep it out but I will never rest.
I am the virus you are bound too catch!

#######1 stupid prick with you tiny whiney dick!
You are making me sick, you are driving me mad!
Bash your reflection too pieces its kinda sad.
You cant kill something that you became,
You and me don’t differ as much as we are the same,
Only difference is you can breathe and I’m in a frame.
You waste your life and put your family too shame..

Why cant you accept you are all the same?
Born too follow without using your brain!
Well look now at what you all became!
If this is reality I’m glad too be called insane!
Now smash your reflection and tell me its in vain,
My attempts at relieving some of your pain.
I’m just a malfunction in your brain!
That I’m gone just as fast as I came,
But in the end you’re still the same!

As me..

Thats right tell them. Dont be ashamed of who you are, if they say your insane, say yes I am and im proud of it.

maybe you didnt quite get it ;p this poem isnt about me telling the world how full of $#%^ it is, its about my reflection putting my in my place, portraid as my consience or sumtin like it so just so u know and there is no reason too be proud of being mad

that is something noone should ever be proud of

You asked me to reply and thats what I thought sorry if I was wrong...And I didnt say that anyone should be proud of being mad I was just saying that people may think that your way of thinking is insane (wich is there oppinion) but you should just stay true to yourself and if people are going to say your insane for being you then let them...just dont let it bother you...but w/e I guess i just didnt get the poem so next time i wont comment on it unless I truely feel that I can relate.

A good piece of art can be interpreted in many different ways. I wouldn't be insulted by someone taking something from my poem which I didn't potray. I would take it as a compliment. Isn't that the message you are trying to portray in this poem. That we all shouldn't think the same.

Why cant you accept you are all the same?
Born too follow without using your brain!

You contradict yourself alot in this post

If this is reality I’m glad too be called insane!

there is no reason too be proud of being mad

that is something noone should ever be proud of

Literal or not it has been said.

I don't think anyone was trying to be hurtful here. Like I said poetry can be taken in and processed in many different ways. I personally loved reading this poem. But, the way I loved it was probably way different from the way kayty loved it.

i do thank you both for ur kind replys ;p and kayty thanks for ur relply poems are whatever you want from them i just wanted too explain what i ment with it and that differed a bit from what you thought i ment ;p no harm done i hope

and not really contradiction Aimy, if everybody is the same im glad im differant i never said i was proud of it , nor that id rather not be mad i just said i dont see this as something you can parade aroudn like something ur proud off its something personal something you are, *though im a bit freakish around the proud word :S* narcisict ;p im afraid ill be boasting my own ego too much

anyways good day 2 yall
cheerio

I'm proud to be mad
like you said, it makes me different from the rest of these puppets

I agree Im proud to be mad. Like you said its who you are and I want everybody to know the real me, not the me that everybody wants to see.
Kayty