mrbarmecide
Plastic poetry
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Mediocre at best, shallow and devoid of meaning at it's least
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mrbarmecide · 4 years ago
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Genius
I am the graduator
The gladiator
The one who said Fuck a textbook
You need to pick up the one for a cook
And Take a look
I got the raw deal of a meal
The pork and the veal
Cookin out the hot pot in the kitchen
Fuck Free range
Put em in a Nicholas Cage
I'm Spitting bars like its prison
In this new day and age
it's all rage against the vending machine
A machine a computer
The Mind remover
It's a stain
What a pain
Drivin in the Lexus Luther
But Fuck superman
We need the next Dr Martin Luther
King jr
An Albert Einstein
A genius
And someone with who can pull a Steve Jobs maneuver
To do it to em
It's all about progress
Part and Bipartisan
Money drugs and sex
A Natural medicine
But there I go
I digress again
It's been two weeks
I'm Far into the weekend and then
The whole world's depressed again
I'm just looking for a warm body
To compress the breast again
Nevertheless what's lonelier than lesser than
what's the best outcome
For the next chapters debut double LP albumn
is it an amalgam of algorithms set to the rhythm blues
A series of code
Wipe your nose and tie your shoes
slaltt
Nazis and Jews
1942-3002
The events that conclude
Stuck together with glue
It's not about what you can do for me but I for you
That's what he said before his head got all misconstrued
JFK left dead
The suspect ran
fled
While his wife was on some Humpty Dumpty shit trying to put back all the pieces
Jesus piece
Freaks and geeks
Start lifting at the gym for a couple of days
Now you think you're the Chad of the week
Bitch please
Put on a shirt
Brush your hair
Comb your teeth
Sheesh
Practice what you preach
You're like a dog on a leash
Without a master to lead
Wild animal
fiend
You're just the new cancer
Bitch I'm a rare condition
Math niggas blind
Some how still how fuckin wit division
Eels and escalators
Smell the weed in the elevator
IOUs best kept like Halloween candy
Now and later
Savor the flavor of Prue bliss
Bask in it
Pretend it's fine wine
But It's actually piss
It ain't half bad
But it actually is
If you're so accurate
miss
You act like a bitch
Soap on the dish
Plate on the fish
Crinkle crinkle
crinkle knish
Potato knishes and little black squash balls
I fall you fall we fall together
When I die take my writings and put em in a tome
Bound with my human leather
If I can't afford it we'll go with a cheaper more affordable option
Pleather
Never the better
Oh how's the weather
In Wuhan
At the drop of a pawn
Was the fall of Saigon
The gong show
Throatfucked by some bong smoke
What a joke
Dosey doe
Revenge is serve cold
But at the end of the day
I'll just pop it in the microwave
And nuke it
And if it don't taste good I'm gonna speak to Ralph on the porcelain throne
And puke puke puke it
Duke nukem
Dookie booty
Hong Kong phooey
Judi dench
That guy over there on the bench is a good man
Whatah mench
Louis
Gucci
And then three box logos
Fetch me a pint of ale
Wench
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mrbarmecide · 4 years ago
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The Jet Program
Negative Nancys will always laugh at the dreams you pursue
Tell em to kick rocks
And put em on suicide watch
They Got an opinions like glocks trying to give you a piece of their mind
I ain't got a minute to give em
Not the day or the time
Time of the day
Nope
Not on my watch
Especially not the one I don't got
Find a way to make it out my cage in this concrete jungle
Naked and afraid but still humble
roughed up and scythed
Still tryin to get pay
I gotta keep it pushing take it one step and a day at a time
Maybe make a living making sentences rhyme
That Would be fine but I'm trying to make it out east to Japan
And when that plane lands I'll have made it
Take a picture and date it
Who knows when it's next
I'll just roll with punches
Late night dinners and a couple of brunches
My hunch is
that'll stay true even when I punch in
Suit up or suit down
Mud on my shoes Brown
Do what I gotta do
Even with a tie and suit
What methods tested
Tried and true
Ride in the old whip
Never buying a coup
I got a vision
capsule hotels
and sippin Miso soup
Me and the team chilling on top of the roof
Going out to eat
copping a meal for the two
Look a girl in her eyes
Both thinking it's just me and you
A couple of kids and a house with a stoop
Living life in Japan
And watching anime too
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mrbarmecide · 4 years ago
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Hello Kitty
Hello Kitty's cute but she can't suck dick
She can't say no and she can't say yes
She doesn't have a mouth
Not a word to speak
Not a grin on her face
So she can't bare teeth
Is she the strong silent type
Or is she helpless and weak?
Actions that speak louder than words
Are for the birds
But she ain't spoke in some weeks
Not important what she says
It's all about what she thinks
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mrbarmecide · 4 years ago
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Lil shakespeare's pizza
Cut from a different cloth
never meant to be
Star crossed lovers
But mysteriously by means of a strange magic
We once again find each other in the same place
Only when pigs fly or cars can hover through space
Can this love be requited
An old flame always lit
And not once ever reignited
It's all a dream
Go back to bed
Love is never found
For it is mathematicaly decided
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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KOOL*AIDS
man! do i wanna be cool
but what is cool?
cool is...
rad
bad
radical
tubular
rightious
killer
dope
extreme
mean
clean
the dream
yes
cool is all of these things
cool falls under all catagories and names
but cool is always cool
the cool kids drink
so i started drinking
when i do i wake up hung over
i don't feel cool but sober enough to know i still hate myself
the cool kids smoke
so i became a pack every two days kinda guy
my lungs are blacker then licorice now
and thats not cool so i quit after 4 long years
the cool kids do drugs so i started snorting pills
and everyday since then i cant stop scratching my nose
the itch of addiction is always callin
the pills make me feel great
untill they don't
and then i start to hate myself all over again
as the weight of reality sets in
im all on my own again alone again (naturally)
i tried to be like the cool kids
but im not cool
im a fucked up freak and that's what cool will never be
only a blessed few can be cool
and those who are blessed with the title are invited into the club of cool with open arms
being cool means you are in the know
you know
cool is sex
cool is drugs
cool is everything from liquor to a lux lux
luxery supreme
if you posses the cool
everything in your wake will have been bent to your will
every want fullfilled
all problems heard
needs
all of it!
taken care of...
but only if you are cool
cool is the foil to who i am
cool is the attention i crave
but who am i?
ugly
what is ugly?
ugly is needy
unatractive
sad
alone
lonely
angery
perverse
messy
out of line
blunt
rough around the edges and then some
nagging
overbaring
jealous
empty
loveless
dark
bitter
hateful
beast like
gross
awful
sin incarnate
poison
fucked up
voyueristic
paraphilistic
deviant
call it what you will
but ugly is ugly and ugly is me
i wish i could be cool
but only can i ever be who i am
me
ugly ugly ugly
life is for the beautiful
for it is they the chosen cool
who are to be loved and adored
showered in praise
and most of all to be heard
those who are ugly are never heard nearly invisible
see thru
brushed aside and ignored
so i guess ill take my place here on the floor
and keep my nose to the grind stone
im no jesus to turn water to wine tho
it does seem like all i ever do is turn lime light into limestone
cuz turns out im not very bright
try and try as i might
i will never find my niche
even if my tastes are such
i want to be cool
but fuck it ill give up
its not like anyone cares
nope
im stupid
they don't give one single fuck
i want to be cool
so i could at least feel a touch
hold a sweet girls hand
or even ask for a hug
but the gods of cool know im too evil
they know that i want to fuck
so fuck it
i give up
an ugly piece of shit
shit out of luck
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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Paracite
i just want to be in love
dreamin of your touch
but i know im not enough
in your dms when im drunk
and i know you've had enough
all the shity things ive done
now i guess im out of luck
snortin perkys till im fucked
oh how i long to hold your hand
feel the warmth apon your skin
but what's done is done
another blood bond broken
sitting in the back of the whip right next to you
thats about as close as ill ever get to you
now
i guess its time to come to grips with this
yeah get a clue accept the truth
the fact is ill never get with you
feelin blue
what to do
fuck it hurt, but life aint perfect
just know that i never did it on purpose
im sorry
im worthless
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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GoLD cAp
the beast the burrden
not cryin just hurtin
on my leg tatted worthless
not meant long for this earth bitch
you hate me i know it i can see it you show it
from the look in your eyes
i could tell im not im not perfect
in the clouds is my purpose
to fade into nothing
thats how it works bitch
these shrooms aint shit
my only wish is to get you on my dick
69 69 69
I rub lick on your clit
69 69 69
you suck till i slip
into a deep sleep that i hope i dont wake up from
cuz fuck if this life was meant for me
love is fiction to me
and the sex is a dream
both equally out of reach
sometimes i feel like x
sometimes i feel like peep
no matter the occasion
im never not being fake deep
deep fake
no love deep web
I wanna rub your back and kiss you on the head
but thats just not gonna happen
you see
imma fucked up freak
runnin on a streak of being a garbage human being
being me
thats somthing i dont want to be
im here with the team
tho im so alone
sad tones stones thown
wanna go back to summer 16 and listen to bones
oh but all i can do is bitch and moan
if only i could make a better version of me
myself my own clone
bathe him in drugs love and sexy cologne that the ladies like
cuz lately i
havent felt like myself
its like im trapped in a lockbox placed on the shelf
and fuck self help
that shit's like a deck of cards
already been delt
if only i could go back and feel the way i felt
my life is getting dark
and the pain is getting sharp
the chain of events that led my heart to its last beat and my lungs last breath
still hasnt come yet
so on the keyboard i type and fret
as i wait for an ego death
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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fuck everyone
honestly my friends make me feel like shit when im around them
i doubt that they actually are my friends
they probably just put up with me
sometime i feel like id have to be on my death for them to be honest with me
and that sucks
being away from them is for the best but i cant stand being alone
so i breath in their poison and try to pretend that everything is fine
thats life
shit will never be the way it used to be
and im poweless to change anything
so ill just sit here till they leave me again
its a cycle
over and over again
i feel so left out
i feel so much hate for the friends of my friends
jealous even
they arent good and honestly
i wish they never came into my life
the poison in my lungs lay unattended
but those motherfuckers get treatment for something as simple as a scrap
what ever
i cant change a goddamn thing
still i cant help being so fucking pissed thatthose i call my hommies
make me feel so invisible
so worthless and so bad
they are lying through their teeth
i know that they fucking hate my guts
but since im nothing to them they wont even give me the time of day to come out and say it
nothing out of the ordinary
but i guess thats what i get
i havent been the greatest person
ive fucked up so much along the way
and when i try to put the pieces back together things turn even more sour
and the air is yet again filled with tension
the only escape from this are drugs up my nose and in my lungs
.......................................
i got a little bit of cash
who got percs?
........................................
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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Memento Mori
wishing that things were different is pointless
people and places cannot be changed
you can only change yourself
it is useless to hope for the best
things will play out how they will
and all you can do is play your part
every thought about external forces outside of your person is pointless
pointless as a dull ticonderoga
so cast them aside
it is better to look inwards and focus on the self
you cannot change the people or places known to you
though you can change their proximity relative to you
proceed to accept what you cannot change and change what you can
this is no new information
these ideas were spoken into existence by the ancients long ago
apon the stoa
they told us not to forget that we are not too long for this world
some say it is grim to think about this law of nature
but it puts everything into perspective
it reminds us that our problems are just like our lives
when we go, they too will dissolve
remember not to forget death
hold the thought in your mind always
and you can bare any pain as if it were a feather on your shoulder
it will soon be carried away on the gentle breeze of wind
memento mori
remember death
forever and always
memento mori
no matter how long or short the story
remember death
memento mori
keep it with you till the end of this allegory
memento mori
remember death
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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N.R.Q
you got me between your teeth
beggin and on my knees
baby lets ride
ill be the freak of sheets if you be my queen at least
just for the night
what do you want from me
there's things i cannot be
say it's alright
giving me pain
making me cry
tell me to go
you know that i tried
you're all that i know
let's make this thing right
you got me between your teeth
beggin and on my knees
baby lets fight
can't be the man you dream
lossin my sanity
am i alive
i wanted you
to have and to hold
but then you just left
now was i too bold
lossin my head
the bedroom is cold
you got me between your teeth
beggin and on my knees
baby you'll never be mine
thinkin what we could be
that's just a dream it seems
in love with a lie
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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five means friendship
never hit that end shit
we together thru the worst and the best
we that best shit
gotta stay stong thru wrong
remember good times
you my slimes
fuck if imma about to lose you
i could never accuse you
the blame falls on me
now whats tea
hopin when i die you won't forget me
and that's peace
forgive me for my faults
cuz im sorry
shit
i could couldn't are more when you goin thru some shit
because my only hope is that i could be there to catch you when you fall or you slip
you my hommies
till the end
now let's make up and begin again
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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4 lines
if i could i would die
staying up late my sleep is dreamless
these drugs help to create an exit
4 lines up my nose as i try not to cry
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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sorry
the mood of this room is so heavy
the walls have heard so many secrets
the air is thick with gossip
and everyone is sipping jin n tea
but what's my role in all this
who's to say
im tipsy
so much on my plate
no appitite what so ever
breathe in menthols and drink as much as possible
an attempt to find sollace
i want to be apart of the situation
i want to hear the secrets and spill the tea
as i think about it
i realize that it's none of my business
and that things can never be the way i want them to be
i feel so left out of the loop
even if the loop was a noose
i'd still want to be apart of the group
one of the hommies
ok
as i write this i realize that the noose analogy was pretty dumb
but thats me
mole hills into moutains
shit that means nothing becomes so inportant to me
because im so alone
and so lonely
but at this point i have fucked up so much that things will never get fixed
i want to be better
i want to be there for the people i love
i want to be the one who they love to be around
but im just shit, garbage, a waste of space
a thorn in their sides
buzz killinton
im needy and boring and im sure they are well aware of that fact
maybe it's just the jin talkin
still
even with all this in my system
these are sober thoughts
i can't fix things
i can't contribute to the situation
guess that its just the ways things have to be
if i go on any longer
this will just turn into bitching
im so sorry that im just not good enough
bye
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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Sleep
I looked at her knowing that she wasn't the best of circumstances
but that was just at first glance
apon the second I saw it
knew it
I had swore I had felt it
she was beautiful
even if she wasn't
her eyes
her hair
hips legs hands
even her scars were beautiful
she was at arms length
yet we were worlds apart
a part
a piece
a segment
that's all I wanted
because I knew that was all I was worth
she was my drug my morphine
my ketamine
the smoke in my lungs
a fleeting moment in the halls of eternity
and nothing else
I wrapped my arms around her waist as we slept
this hug
this sweet embrace
was the most loved id felt in
months weeks days
just oxytocin
so don't sweat it
just cuddle buddies
just a silly romantic in need of some company till dawn is all
just one night, thats all
then you can wash your hands of me
and this bad situation
I told her
but I didn't
I held that thought back under lock and lost the key
I know she's bad for me, but like a cigarette I can't put her down
and our time together as i know
is all too short-lived
I listened to her knowing she wasn't telling the truth
she said it once more
I heard it
believed it
took it as gospel
she was trustworthy
even if she wasn't
her voice
her words
pauses breaths laughts
even her lies were beautiful
her words though few, are sweet
but i know from our past they are filled with intent to mislead
But I can't help it
I'm
lonely
and in need of some sleep
...
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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」「」「OLDBOY」「」「
my heart is like an empty soda can
to be kicked around and recycled
but you know its really not that bad
to be so empty inside
everynow and then I forget the state of things
and those times are so fun
but when I come to, it all goes south
and no amount of friends or drugs could ever fill that space
temporary
always a fleeting high
always chasing the next
I would never compare self to atlus himself
its just that the boulder on my shoulder at times feels as if it were the earth
really im just bitching
If the way I feel is punishment then god is in the right
that is if he exists at all
regret is a bitch, but there is nothing to do but live with it
and I do
live with that empty space in my chest
live with all this self hatred
live with all my problems
sure, pain is relative but my problems feel like nothing compare to the problems of other
crybaby bitch is me
maybe it's validation that i crave
either I'm looking for it in the wrong places or
I'm deaf to it
but I think the case is that there are no redeeming qualities about me
that's just a issue that I will have to take up with myself
I don't think that the time for that will ever come nor do I think I will be ready when it does
so for now I guess i'll just feel bad for myself
snorting codine is great by the way
thanks for asking
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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\\//(GATTACA)\\//
pathetic
regret it
hyper energetic till strom clouds form a crown and a mantle
real sad times but thats just bitching isn't it
to be strong would be great but thats not an option so all there is to do is self hate
empty empty empty
hollow hollow hollow
shallow shallow shallow
nothing more then a husk a shell or a snickers wrapper or what ever the fuck else means to be un-needed and unwanted
retarded imagery that is no deeper than the dashcon ballpit
garbage that is worth no less then these words or the person who wrote them
lust love sex and hugs
fuckin or kisses with hands to hold
seaching for truth thru all these drugs
peep this tom you aint going no where you piece of shit
outcast from the out group and no one fucking cares, and can you really blame them. happiness is for the good and brother you know that aint you, you dont belong
fuck all this i guess i really am unloveable
my cherie amour never existed
and smoke in my lung doesn't change a fucking thing
just make it worse
let me feel somthing
i dont want to feel empty
i dont want to feel weak
but i dont deserve these good things
so if you have to hit me
please just let me feel somthing
even if i hate it
ill call it love
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mrbarmecide · 5 years ago
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「Valintino Day」
A tightness in the chest
it feels like sudden death
It comes with stuttered breath
a tingling from within
It makes my palms sweat
i shake then lock legs
A feeling greater then the sum of all its parts or better yet the greatest thing ever to result in regret
「oh yes I want sex」
Prefrontal cortex fillin' up with bittersweet dopamine
All this it seems, all this coupled with a clenching of this shameful shaking vessel
it's that feeling again
「It burns like the sun」
Yet these cold parts and mishapen features want nothing more than to be joined with their counters on the blazing sun and dance in its rays forever even if it hurts
The only warmth left feels like gasoline in the wound on my skin
Taking hot showers to feel less alone
and all I ever do is sin
「Never to reach satori never to touch」
But the sound of one hand clapping
habbitualy comes from the right
On five other didgits its a moment that bare no fruit but false witness to the truth
just a repetitive grasp task followed by the return to the deepfreezer where love plans crash and romantic dream are doomed
freezerburns on my heart and plans for a love life follows suit
running my hands thru hot water from the sink pretending it's you
can't we go back to the old days watchin' willy wonka?
cus now i feel like agaustus gloop
「shit garbage poop」
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