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Mental Problems

Poetry By: Tyrone Slade
Horror



Defining insanity. I believe that mental illness is something that man should understand and not judge. This poem is a attempt from me to try to shed some light on how it feels to have mental issues.


Submitted:Nov 26, 2006    Reads: 216    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   


For years I've heard voices.

These voices

Help me make my choices

And tell me to feed my dogs poisons.

I hear animal noises.

From day one I've been wrong.

I once snuck into the library

With no pants on

And got caught reading a book

While commenced in masturbation.

Do you need a demonstration?

I have no problem

With a self made ejaculation.

I like women from abused homes.

That way, it's o.k.,

To come home drunk,

And bash her in the head with the telephone.

I want to sleep with a chick with one arm

Just to see how she would put her clothes back on.

I sometimes wear a wig and a Star Trek pin

And tell people I'm a Vulcan.

It's unlogical the things I do.

I once found myself in my kitchen sqatting nude

Eating regurgitated dog food.

I'm locked away in isolation

And still have someone to talk to.





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