Depressive Manic

Manic depressive, I swing to the left

then back to the right –

I’m a swinger

But in either state I come up with great zingers!

Sometimes I like sharing songs

But then wonder if you’ll take it wrong

Most of the time my moods

do not interfere with who

I am –

a cool dude.

Among the coolest.

Possibly cooler than you!

 

No Hard Feelings

Just know I recover quickly

I am not the pick of the litter…

if you are picky.

I think shame, I have none left

Tears? If I round up

I have one left.

Emotions cause commotions like crowds amongst explosions

A tough time I’m going through one like the motions

Can this curse ever be reversed?

I find it funny you fancy yourself a leader

But won’t accept me unless someone else accepts me first (lol)

Merry Christmas to you and all your people

I will spend mine painting something different on my easel

 

 

HER PT. 4 (THE FINAL CHAPTER)

I met her and spoke no words to upset her

Thought thoughts in which I undress her

Perhaps she has grown to despise me

I type with complete trust

knowing she could probably pulverize me.

My gratitude is real, if I could express it in a hug

I would do so.

Please do not hurt me

Allow me to live in my mundo.

I am not attracted anymore

to the girl at that store.

But if you want you can accompany me

and I will ask her out in front of you

and then we will see…

 

Absorption, by now you know

I tend to blow details (lol)

out of proportion.

The girl at that store, attraction based solely

on superficiality…because in all actuality

I’m tired of masturbating.

I’ve done it so much, the record

I must have shattered it.

But to me you are worth more than

temporary relief.

How can I make you believe?

Love is a strong word

I wonder if I should use it

Would it be yet another instance of making myself look foolish?

 

Again, thank you for not harming Jose

And I’m sorry if he could not save the day

 

 

 

 

That Fire Quagmire

I am wedded to my whims, so sorry

like the flick I’m taken

I am trying to take a string of failures

and make it amount to greatness.

The latest fashion, I don’t adorn it

The market, I am trying to corner it

I throw dice into blackholes and hope for the best outcome

Then, when nothing happens, I ask, “how come?”

 

Akin to abra

I cadabra.

Like a fresh cadaver, I hardly matter.

I’m a legend in my own mind, sure

but that’s where it starts.

Please do not be mad at me, sweetheart

I’m addressing the ether, which is where these words wind up

As crooked as I am, I have something lined up

Friend or foe? – those two are not mutually exclusive

Like thoughts about how life began

success is elusive

 

 

I’m resisting temptation, that’s right

as of now

my vow’s intact.

I have one head

And wear a thousand hats

Now you know where mine is at.

Ignorance is bliss

and so I’m living quite heavenly

I think I am my own worst

 

 

enemy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Saga Continues

Rejection, it is hard to accept it, but I must because people have the right to not date me

People don’t recall my name, well, that’s a shame

I used to have game, but now? I make myself wonder…

Blunders, there are more to come, of that I’m certain

Never worry, I will never close my own curtain

There’s nothing appealing about a guy who’s shady and acts like a baby

i.e. a shady baby

I vowed to myself not to look at particular profiles

Because…it makes my mind run wild(er)

 

With that said,

 

I am going to ask out the girl at Sam’s Club. The way she greeted me was so nice, she must be into me.

However, I will try not to give it much thought. If she says no I will just go and ask out the cashier at Costco.

I am also liking the girl at Subway, she gives me free chips from time to time meaning she MUST find me intruiging.

This one is more of a long shot, but still, I am going to ask out that older woman at Sears.

Meanwhile, I will continue to write my novel, which someday might make me memorable. Then the girl at the kratom store will recall my name – assuming she’s into literature!

New Reality

Light rays & tall heights

One good day makes a week worth living

The Ritalin is riveting, peers like

what I’m exhibiting.

Pondering past pantomimes, I too wish it behind me

I will rid my mind of your name,

so that nothing can remind me.

 

New lows & dark depths

I was late to my own funeral when I showed up at my cubicle

I crashed into absurdity now no one is insuring me

I dreamed I had a nemesis,

woke up wondering if she is venomous.

I have done a ton of dumb shit bordering on some Trump shit

I pushed my luck off a cliff then jumped off of it myself

I thought that I was Santa and to my surprise I was an elf

I summarized my life

and not a word was written

I gave someone advice

and what I said, I never did it…

 

I am but a pebble in this rock in space we live in

To tell vision I’m a boulder …I get why you’d be livid

….

I was swinging like a mood

and in truth had no opponent.

I was arrogant and rude

I know that you can no longer condone it.

I am feeling like you might – want to be my editor

With the set of skills that you possess

who could remain as our competitor?

Really,

I’m a jokester,

not a violent criminal.

I’m the type who’d let you have it

if we both reached for the last dinner roll

I am pausing to muse

over what you will do.

Your patience is a present

and your kindness is too.