Submissions by MrDoozy

As i begin to reflect on the magnitude of poetry motion
I go deeper and deeper than gold expressing my emotion
Pencil . . A paintbrush of visualization
Tabularaza . . A canvas of my generation
I dont use weapons,i use my words to fight
Pain is like death,it can pay a visit anytime
Whenever i feel lost and hidden within the darkness of night
I introduce my pen to the page and begin to write
Sometimes out of the blue i hear cries in my mind
Depressed voices in my head screaming '' Why? ? ''
Feeling deprived and ill at ease
Loosing sight and...

Everyday i wake up with a heavy heart,internally bleeding
My soul is intricate,i suffer a terrible anguish for no reason.
I can feel a hole in my heart
My soul is torn apart.
A false masquerade is invisible for the human eye
So all i do is pretend to be fine.
Im like lungs of an addict starving for fumes,im dissatisfied
My soliloquys speak to the demons of suicide.
Im fooled by my brain,commiting flaws in my own imagination
Meditation got me afflicted by self-doubts,drowning in hesitation.
Im pensive,peeved,pathetic,penetrating pens while a piercing...