Raise your hand if you've ever been sent away for having issues...
I was sent to treatment/boarding school for Cannabis Abuse, Oppositional Defiance, and Magical Thinking-- yes, Magical Thinking.
Guilty as charged.
This is a poem inspired by own experience and the movie Girl, Interrupted (Angelina Jolie, Winona Ryder). If you haven't seen it, I recommend it, so long as you like fucked up,
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God, I feel like shit.
Last night’s endeavor tore holes.
Boom!
Shout a celebration.
Drinks before. Drinks during.
Retribution after.
Morning… Look! Eggs!
Burnt broccoli. Crushed tomatoes. Zucchini.
Red leafy vestige.
‘Tatoes. Cheese substitute.
Mmmmmmmmm
Fed and awake,
And starting to feel like shit again.
Can’t finish eating that.
Zealous evening. Emphatic riot.
Morning head split.
Left-over scramble into a pillow performance.
Do the dream...
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At the community theater I am a part of they put on a Halloween benefit every year, and this year they asked me to be apart! I was os honored. About an hours worth of local ghost stories and a little singing and dancing; it goes to support the local guidance clinic in town. Here's some pictures from backstage--
I played a man who drank
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It's not real love, but it is a real nice facade
A different kind of hot rod
A lick, a flick of the tongue
She screams, cries out for God
Change positions, change lovers
Before anyone else sleeps there
you should probably change those sheets
In fact, you should've taken a shower
before you let him touch you there
Doesn't matter, heads or tails, front...
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In a world of singers, writers,
Lovers, and biters.
A place of beggars, muses,
Nay-sayers, and excuses.
One feels another’s heart
As the surrounding human-backdrops
forget not to fall to pieces.
It’s a start– this beginning we’ve constructed.
Abducted by musical notes;
Embraces measured by clock strokes.
Broken by a glance,
Doomed by slide of hand beyond clothing lines.
Disheartened by demands.
Befuddled and bewildered...
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So here's the deal-- I've been an artist for some time. But, years ago I went into a bit of a hibernation and started stock piling material. I've recently began posting things here and there.
I chose Suicide Girls as a forum because who would I rather have critique my work but a bunch of gorgeous women with a knack for brutal honesty.
That being...
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She came over to talk
You know… for old-times sake
She felt lost
I was glad to help her out
Thrilled that my misdirected years
Could be of service
Especially to someone I admire so much
We talked for hours
Slept next to each other
Slumbered, and awoke, fully clothed
Just like the first night
She left with a smile
My soul was high off...
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