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[aid] => mick
[title] => Talking To Myself
[time] => 2005-01-09 06:56:25
[hometext] => just some ramblings of a mad woman..
[bodytext] => I like to sit & talk to myself,
But there’s nothing wrong with my mental health,
I am normal the man in the moon told me,
He said that lunatics are the only ones who are free.
Even when I am locked away,
In an asylum day after day,
At night I have full blown conversations,
With myself I make a reservation.
I always speak the truth I never lie,
I know without medication I can fly,
I can trip with dropping and acid pill,
My mind just seems to have its own will,
My voice is well heard I speak clear,
I try to stop my insanity from coming near,
I hear it trying to communicate,
But I leave it swinging on the garden gate.
I smile at myself as I see my reflection,
I can’t have sharp objects for my own protection,
But I am harmless I wouldn’t kill anyone,
I just like to lose my mind & have some fun.
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[counter] => 213
[topic] => 59
[informant] => pixie
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[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 15
[ratings] => 3
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => psychoticpoems
)
Talking To Myself
Contributed by
pixie
on
Sunday, 9th January 2005 @ 06:56:25 AM in AEST
Topic:
psychoticpoems
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I like to sit & talk to myself,
But there’s nothing wrong with my mental health,
I am normal the man in the moon told me,
He said that lunatics are the only ones who are free.
Even when I am locked away,
In an asylum day after day,
At night I have full blown conversations,
With myself I make a reservation.
I always speak the truth I never lie,
I know without medication I can fly,
I can trip with dropping and acid pill,
My mind just seems to have its own will,
My voice is well heard I speak clear,
I try to stop my insanity from coming near,
I hear it trying to communicate,
But I leave it swinging on the garden gate.
I smile at myself as I see my reflection,
I can’t have sharp objects for my own protection,
But I am harmless I wouldn’t kill anyone,
I just like to lose my mind & have some fun.
Copyright ©
pixie
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2005-01-09 06:56:25]
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Re: Talking To Myself
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by DorianChambers on
Sunday, 9th January 2005 @ 07:13:25 AM AEST
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welcome 2 the club, lol, no your not mad, just merely an artist in a world that has gone mad and if this is maddness then i wouldn't change a thing, splendid little poem . . .
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Re: Talking To Myself
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by afterdark on
Sunday, 9th January 2005 @ 07:15:56 AM AEST
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| Great write so full of the energy I look for in poems.You got this one so great. |
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Re: Talking To Myself
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by autumngreeneyes on
Sunday, 9th January 2005 @ 12:01:57 PM AEST
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| I talk to myself and that way I never lose an argument..LOL.. brilliant people are always thought to be mad.. great job..thanks for the encouragment btw.. |
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Re: Talking To Myself
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by sniffy on
Sunday, 9th January 2005 @ 03:18:29 PM AEST
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| Let's see. You are a crazy person. Even if this isn't about you, you are still messed up. Who sits around and thinks of this kind of crap. You need help. You know, there really is no such thing as mental illness. There are just a bunch of godless people out there looking for something to blame their screw ups on and i guess you are one of those who chose mental illness. Thanks. oh yeah. Got God? you need Him |
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Re: Talking To Myself
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by sniffy on
Sunday, 9th January 2005 @ 03:18:29 PM AEST
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| Let's see. You are a crazy person. Even if this isn't about you, you are still messed up. Who sits around and thinks of this kind of crap. You need help. You know, there really is no such thing as mental illness. There are just a bunch of godless people out there looking for something to blame their screw ups on and i guess you are one of those who chose mental illness. Thanks. oh yeah. Got God? you need Him |
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Re: Talking To Myself
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by Mr_Jeremy on
Sunday, 9th January 2005 @ 06:13:25 PM AEST
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I always speak the truth I never lie,
I know without medication I can fly,
Good.
Good. |
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Re: Talking To Myself
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by ladyfawn on
Sunday, 9th January 2005 @ 09:11:22 PM AEST
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this poem is really strong, i cant put my finger on it but it made me feel for you and also smile:) hugs n' love nessa
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Re: Talking To Myself
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by bobotheclown on
Monday, 10th January 2005 @ 12:01:28 AM AEST
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"I can’t have sharp objects for my own protection,"
What a creepy line... I liked this poem, but for
some reason can't say anything more than
that.
Bobo (Joel) |
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Re: Talking To Myself
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by blowfish_jane on
Monday, 10th January 2005 @ 02:20:53 AM AEST
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Krissie your not alone, we all do it even tho some of us denies them. Good write.
Hugs,
Jane x |
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