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Ballad of the Heartless
I stand in a sea of insanity
playing the painter to sexy poses
a Musician to overpowering rhymes
a Poet lost in time
I give forth myself letting
heart and soul into my flow
The power of the pen
is back again
The Beat pump-in
thump-in causing
the Melodies
within to extend
Passions flow
longing to be written
Words be the movement
like speed I cant keep up
they run vigorous and wild
I let them go
they Filtered
through Space
Arms stretched out
to the heavens
pulling words
out the sky
Sky dive
kissing stars
hugging moons
chasing moonbeams
twisting twilight's
balmy bliss
Jupiter's sunrise
to Seaweed Castles
My eyes gleam
from the earth to oasis
I contain vast oceans of unknowns
just beyond my minds eye
I was made that way
but my sway doesn't say so much
upon the ballad of the heartless
If only I could breath
through timeless soliloquy's
in which everyone can see hear and feel
whats disbursed in me
Cause I Need ...
I Need to Live
I Need to Breathe
I Need to Write
I Need to Drink
from the waters
of sonnets and haiku's
of Epic, Odes, Lyric, Ballads,
Sonnets, Slant Rhymes
Free Verse to the versification
of the nether verse
Giving myself in bits
phrases and sentences
I am a poet I feel
in multifaceted ink
rainbow prisms
imprisoning
the colors
in me
I write from the heart
I write to be relieved
from the bullshit of the world
Not to be attacked by limp poets
with over exaggerated writing ability
Suck on that
you style mimicking
Has Been Bitches
You can try to Saturate your thoughts
on my protruding excellence
but I dont waste time with idiots
of decreasing knowledge
who happen to be Rulers
of failing lyrics
See my soul
is a flow of ink
poetry is embedded
in my DNA
My ancestors wrote
poetic skill down to me
My soul floats on
poetically enthralled
I poetiacize thoughts passions, desires
for I make your mind climax
and your brain cum
I watched the skyline break
and my heart kept whispering
"Drag me through the Hues"
Swallow Me Into a Peaceful Disapperance
Cause I wonder in scattered thoughts
they swing and sing something swift
Words push a shift
into my deep hollow
abyss of pain
My soul explodes
Cataclysmic
Apocalyptic
You steal my words
than hate on me
Fuck
You!!!
Yeah Fuck You
I compose create
each stroke
Leaving
Breathless
Speech
Knowing Beneath
Dysfunctionally Beautiful
Imperfectly Perfect
Flawlessly Flawed
a pin up poet am I
You can steal from me
You can slander my name
But you can never take my passion
You can Never claim my heart
or the increasing heat
of my blood flow
Because Regardless of how Life Goes
Ill always Have My Words
This is where poetry stops
and words move in
shift rhythmic
to real life
Writing for me
is my Lifeline
My Therapy!
My Sanity!
My Fantasy!
My Reality!
I don't write to impress
I write to keep from being depressed
I write to keep from falling
back into the darkness of suicides grave
cause I have a tombstone heart
I write for Me
I write for Art
I write for the Generation's to come
I write because this is my calling
My Birthright
Write on
I have a trail of ink
flowing deep within me
But sometimes ...
Sometimes I hate being a poet
because most of you don't understand
a fucking thing I've said
My metaphors are to deep
for a drowning world
Why haven't
you heard
My screams
My cries
My I'm Fine Lies
Loneliness screams
deafening emotions
when it has me
then let me bleed
let me spill
let my ink speak
That when all has turned
it's back on me
I can count on
the Soothing sound
of my ink
By Samantha Campbell
