Poetry VLog (NOT QUITE PSYCHO)
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WishINI wasCrAZier Than I am NOW
It’D be More Profound iF i Silenced the sound…
After the rounds rained n ANnounced My Style
Hopefully I wouldn’t go down the DarKER path and nod out
Go all out; fall off; fall out; ON CLOUT.
Demount reality and call out.
Im fuckin here NoW
Yeah its fucking weird now
Maybe I’d be an EyeCon with what I’m on
I know I’m TNEREFFID you can see it with the lights off
Im mad / myself for being mad /myself
Why my whole life; I dig a hole right
Where my soul right?
My soles are holes from walking the road I…
I know that ain’t right; just killing me in HindzsightZ
Get my mind right by loosening the screw$
S-hits too tight-
and the timing for losing my mind
Was Juuuuust Right.
But if I was more loco I’d know more-so the deeper the door goes
Open it up…
Then I wouldn’t be mad at myself; simply just mad; myself
I’d fight viciously and live vicariously promiscuously
Winking she*
And obliviously write on the walls of history
Maybe I’d be that myth n that mystery that sets me free
I could be anyone and anything and when its ALL SAID AND DONE
Maybe they’d remember me
As a brave soul; a soldier went an awal for a great good
If I could be a better me than I wouldn’t have a name
Just an entity that recipes the next belief
Sets me free and I can R.I.P.
In the gutter where my mind
Has always been.
Nina
When I Ran Away With The Night.

In the sweet dark of night;
The blanket of black comfort
Watch over me with eyes of moon and stars
We’ll be going and going and going
So far; from this hole
This time we’re never coming back
And Im ecstatic
I waited my whole life
To disappear into your arms
Its finally time for us to go away
There is no love left
And no reason to stay
I calmly walk on down the lane
Counting my money
Nose runny
Tears of joy;
Streaming down my face
Nina
This morning.

I rise like the moon because the sun comes soon
And so does my mood
I felt blind yesterday
Today I can see untainted
As the sun begins to rise over the city
I am so thankful to be alive and everything feels great
Im drinking my coffee happily.
-Nina
Sick of being sick.

I wish I didn’t get sick on the daily
I don’t want to wonder what this pain is
In my stomach
I don’t want to wake up in agony
I don’t want to be scared of what that may be
I wan’t to be normal again
I wan’t to be in control of my day
I hate feeling like this
Feeling like shit every time I open my eyes
No answers from doctors every single time
For four months; I throw up when I wake up
With no clue what its a case of…
People keep calling me pregnant and its getting old
I wish! That would be a miracle and a gift!
This is a curse;
Ive never dealt with a sickness that troubled me worse
I got to get to the bottom of this
Find out what the damn problem is
Im SICK AND FUCKING TIRED of…
“Throwing up
Tears running down my face
Waking up…
Like this.”
Nina
Misty Rain on Mt. Lu – Su Tung-P’o

“Misty rain on Mount Lu,
and waves surging in Che-chiang.
When you have not yet been there,
many a regret surely you have;
but once there and heading homeward,
how matter-of-fact everything looks!
Misty rain on Mount Lu,
and waves surging in Che-chiang.”
—- Su Tung-P’o
Wow… Empty & Full ; GreatMiddleWay
Learn this from the river’s flow
in mountain cleft and chasm:
the rivulets gush loudly,
the great stream moves silently.
Empty things boom loud.
The full are ever quiet.
The fool is like an empty pot;
the sage is full.
—Buddha Shakyamuni
Source: Empty & Full
Place of peace.

Calm ripples through pond; rain trickles upon
Sit sifting the thoughts; breathing deeply n soft
Happiness is the emptiness opt
Energy flow freely; deeply dreaming
Every entity drawn into peace
Have a seat with the gods
Every piece in place
A sweet retreat;
A place of peace
In the stars.
-Nina
The only thing; – GreatMiddleWay
Nothing belongs to us. Only our attachment to things belongs to us.
Source: The only thing


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