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Poetry

Forever Wrong

I walk the wrong path

Or rather I’m am wrong on my path

Every step I make begets another’s wrath

I am always reminded that I’m wrong

At this point this haunting tune is my song

A them rife with a game show error gong

Just fucking once I’d like to hear “Good job!”

But nope, they’ll never appreciate this blob

At this point I don’t even sob

Forever is my destiny to be one who fails

The guy trying go forward with holes in my sails

The one who is swallowed by the gales

This is my sad familiar song

The one that’s been playing so long

The ballad of one who is forever wrong

-Pietic Ice

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Poetry

Light and Dark

The darkness within the light

Ever present ready to break the surface with fright

It’s never far away

Always there, every single day

You thought you were a hero

The world reminded you that your worth is zero

So the darkness is strong

Ever proving the light is wrong

You tried to pray to those above

Lamenting that you wish you were full of love

Wishing your prayers keep the Gods fed

But the crushing pain in your chest tells you God’s dead/

The darkness is ever devouring

Swallowing you down into acid ever scouring

Fist unclenched, loss of will to fight

The darkness has surrounded the light

All light starting to dim and fade

The luminescent swan song is being played

The darkness is all there is, all there will be

The light within dampened, trapped for all eternity

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Happy boy, Sad man

My sweet spring bore a bitter winter

But I can’t recall where my life began to splinter/

I was loved, was the happiest of progeny

Now it seems I’m employed by the depression agency/

This surely wasn’t my life’s plan…

Happy boy, Sad man….

My fragrant breeze of spring beget a pungent gale of winter/

But when did my smile burn to cinders?

I had the entire world, in control of its motion

Now I don’t even master my emotion

Disheartened, broken head of my clan,

The Happy Boy, and Sad Man

-Poetic Ice

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Journey To Parenthood, Poetry

New Arrivals

I am anxious to meet you
My young black queen
My heart flutters for you
Awaiting your arrival on the scene
My little Hemingway Girl born of Me
Just thinking of it makes me cheese!
Truly your reign will be one to see!
I already know I’m going to bend how you please
I just can’t wait to hold you
Already loving you so much
I am so anxious to meet you
I can’t wait for you to know your Daddy’s touch

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Intrusive Thoughts

The silence I crave never lasts
The whispers of intrusion creep in fast
Exposing the demons from within
Scorching my peace yet again
My brain beats against my skull because something is wrong
The intrusive thoughts are singing their enchanting song
Do the wrong thing, make the wrong remark
Say the wrong thing, hurt everyone’s heart
The Silence I crave is never coming back
Not with anxiety and depression leading the attack
I crave the silence so I can hide
With every thought I’m reminded how my sanity has died

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Intrusive Thoughts

Be quiet, Hide under the covers, Don’t wake!

Shun the light and Don’t heed the voices, They’re Fake!

Push through the pain as your brain rots

Face the mirror backwards to hide from the Intrusive Thoughts

That reflection isn’t you, just because it has your face

it’s intrusive thoughts coming to take your place

Sneering in the inverse beckoning the sin

The depression is starting to manifest, Darkness covets a win

The intrusive thoughts are getting too heavy to lift

Chemicals are waning i’m starting to feel a shift

Becoming forgetful now, forgetting my life’s role

Intrusive thoughts are devouring my soul

So be quiet, get lost in a dream, Don’t wake!

Run from the light, fear the voices, they’re fake!

Endure the sepsis of soul as your brain rots

Face the mirror backwards to hide from the Intrusive Thoughts…

-Poetic Ice

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Tribute to the Sun

As long as the sun illuminates my eyes

I’ll have the insatiable desire to plant in the garden between your thighs

Oh to press my warm lips to the petals of your delicate rose

Gently drinking your life dew as my nature grows

With every sip I shiver as I anticipate diving in your river

Using every inch of my power to make the bed quick until you quiver

Something we’ve done countless times before, yet always feels new

Our bodies screaming in ecstasy as i dive into you

Ravaging your soul all night until the job is done

So we can offer up our orgasm as tribute to the morning sun

-Poetic Ice

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Poetry

Doing Better

I’m Doing better

I swear I’m doing better

But my chest pains Because we aren’t together

This is for the best

it’s really for the best

But I’m still waiting for someone to say I passed the Test

I’m going to smile

I’m really going to smile

Just know it’s going to be a beguiling fake for a while

I’m alone

I’ve chosen to be alone

I’ll never have enough love for another in my home

I’m doing better

I swear I’m doing better

Even if sometimes my cheeks end up wetter

-Poetic Ice

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My Black Rose

My beautiful melanated rose

Each thorn contains a different facet of my prose

Entire worlds fall from each prominent promising petal like dew

Roots dug deep and searching to entangle and enrich hearts anew

Stretching towards the sun trying to seize each day

Fighting hard not to wither away

Life happens, Dew dries, and petals fall

life’s parasites tear at the roots and begin to gnaw

Roots snap, the will of the stem starts to bend

Ebony petals adorn the earth

growing crisp as they forget their worth

worlds grew dark as the dew dried

life happened and the black rose died

The creative energy is ravenous and will always generate a need

The black rose will sprout again, as life destroys, it has also provided a seed

-Poetic Ice

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