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Cannot describe the daylight’s break.
I know you from somewhere,
But I won’t try to think of the place.

The existence of my world depends
On thoroughly disgusting myself.
I will not settle for no,
Nor will I stop when I should.

Schizophrenic tendencies illuminate meaning in illusion.
Decide who’s side won’t win,
Pick up your things by the door
And make a move.

Men will struggle to comprehend the glory that is perceived,
But the delusional will triumph
and the sun will nod in agreement
with my statements of defiance.

Big Ben looks over London
like a cloud in your mother’s southern sky.
She didn’t care, so she stuck that needle deep into her vein.
You are in vein, one in the same.

You are your own false reality,
Mental stability may only exist in a mentally stable world,
But who’s to stop us now.
Stabbing forward we’ll hide in the bushes.

Little Sammy will go to school
And Becky will spit in his face.
My other me sees what my me doesn’t understand.
And we both know what the _____ is going on.
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Fast Time at Northbrook Mental Facility

Contributed by a7x36 on Wednesday, 27th February 2008 @ 06:55:17 PM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems



The tangled webs we weave
Cannot describe the daylight’s break.
I know you from somewhere,
But I won’t try to think of the place.

The existence of my world depends
On thoroughly disgusting myself.
I will not settle for no,
Nor will I stop when I should.

Schizophrenic tendencies illuminate meaning in illusion.
Decide who’s side won’t win,
Pick up your things by the door
And make a move.

Men will struggle to comprehend the glory that is perceived,
But the delusional will triumph
and the sun will nod in agreement
with my statements of defiance.

Big Ben looks over London
like a cloud in your mother’s southern sky.
She didn’t care, so she stuck that needle deep into her vein.
You are in vein, one in the same.

You are your own false reality,
Mental stability may only exist in a mentally stable world,
But who’s to stop us now.
Stabbing forward we’ll hide in the bushes.

Little Sammy will go to school
And Becky will spit in his face.
My other me sees what my me doesn’t understand.
And we both know what the _____ is going on.




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Re: Fast Time at Northbrook Mental Facility (User Rating: 1 )
by safetyinnumbers on Monday, 12th May 2008 @ 12:41:38 AM AEST
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I thought this piece was an interesting read. I especially liked the last 2 stanzas....Nice work.






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