The Funny Sick Madness

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taken from my book, "Breaking Thru The Thought Barrier"

Submitted: March 20, 2017

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Submitted: March 20, 2017



The Funny Sick Madness


"Hey, I only got 5 dollars!

Work with me, hooker!"

These are the kind of words I have to say

__thru-out my day

But nobody listens to me

They always want more

I'd love to fuck a little ride-whore

But I just can't seem to anymore

All of my tries to seem unwilling

__to spend a lot of money I don't have

____just seems to bight me on my ass

But I can't complain to a world

__that wants more out of me than I can give

So just be my little bitch, please

And have sex with me

I'm not about to feel free

Knowing all I try to hold onto

__always finds a way to leave me

And it's making me broke

Go ahead

__laugh at me

I know I am a joke

Being the laugh of the town

__always keeps me around

For, I am attracted to the laughter

The sickness

And the madness

You could trap me in a corner

And I still could never fuck her

But is that all bad?

I did the math

In the real world

For some reason


"1 + 0 = 0"

That makes me think too hard

__about how that can be so

Might I cover the bases

__and leave nothing unmentioned?


Dwell in Hell with me

Walk down the path to nowhere

A don't forget "it doesn't matter

__if you don't need me"

I got a gun

And I got bullets


__have my way

When all this lack of glory

Tells a different story

I'll know where the lost intentions

__will lead me to

Trapped in a room that holds me down

Unable to leave a world that doesn't want me

But it's not too hard to see

I am fully aware of the promises

__that I can't seem to make

I scrape my face on the pavement

And make a mockery of my own self

As you people seem to get satisfaction

__out of all my agonizing sufferings

It's not much of an argument

That "love and me don't mix"

Because I know that that's true

So when I look around the room

Full of empty faces

Broken promises

__of friendships never made

Tell me why I'm "so lame"

Instead of each other

When you walk away



D. L. Cannon

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