<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816491562646243744</id><updated>2024-09-13T23:02:29.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychosis Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816491562646243744/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Psychosis Poetry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747470385887460668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816491562646243744.post-2071832830122958826</id><published>2012-07-23T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-23T12:37:09.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken Hostage</title><content type='html'>Bad thoughts repeat like a bad meal,&lt;br /&gt;
Leaving a awful taste, good thoughts they steal.&lt;br /&gt;
A lack of confidence, a loss of control,&lt;br /&gt;
Fears of impulse grow like a wart, or a mole.&lt;br /&gt;
Thinking up mind diseases is a popular past-time,&lt;br /&gt;
Of the schizophrenic community, from their pits they shall climb.&lt;br /&gt;
Friends say the same - it&#39;s as common as herpes,&lt;br /&gt;
Do a little dance with your knees - they&#39;re called bur-pees.&lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s no such thing as demons just errors in thinking,&lt;br /&gt;
Put your mind to the test, use the pen for inking.&lt;br /&gt;
Just say what&#39;s on your mind don&#39;t be specific,&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m sure that others will find it terrific.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2071832830122958826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/2012/07/taken-hostage.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816491562646243744/posts/default/2071832830122958826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816491562646243744/posts/default/2071832830122958826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/2012/07/taken-hostage.html' title='Taken Hostage'/><author><name>Psychosis Poetry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747470385887460668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816491562646243744.post-8382052051744661357</id><published>2012-07-18T12:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-18T12:58:47.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office</title><content type='html'>Like a madman in search for clues, &lt;br /&gt;
For the source of all my blues.&lt;br /&gt;
A hint of sarcasm, a funny remark,&lt;br /&gt;
Is all it takes to make a spark.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sucked through the tunnel of meaning,&lt;br /&gt;
To find riddles so demeaning.&lt;br /&gt;
Reflections of the past create despair,&lt;br /&gt;
Burning my soul like lightning in the air.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A voice called from the distance - are you ok, are you alright?&lt;br /&gt;
Frankly no, I look like shite.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Crescendos of chatter all around, so hard to focus,&lt;br /&gt;
Evil magicians surround me! Hocus Pocus!&lt;br /&gt;
With tricks of wonder and surprise,&lt;br /&gt;
I couldn&#39;t look them in the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
Words of the past came back to haunt,&lt;br /&gt;
Twas the reason I became so gaunt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Copperfield was in his lair, waiting,&lt;br /&gt;
For I was still debating.&lt;br /&gt;
To run or to confront?&lt;br /&gt;
The master, the wizard, the cunt.&lt;br /&gt;
Tales of wisdom were parted,&lt;br /&gt;
Of a land which existed long before it started.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Returning to a world of peace,&lt;br /&gt;
Requires a little elbow grease.&lt;br /&gt;
So the journey continued on to the next level,&lt;br /&gt;
To rid myself of the ruthless devil.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8382052051744661357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-office.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816491562646243744/posts/default/8382052051744661357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816491562646243744/posts/default/8382052051744661357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-office.html' title='The Office'/><author><name>Psychosis Poetry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747470385887460668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816491562646243744.post-1296403800908852367</id><published>2012-07-18T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-18T10:24:31.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Stalker</title><content type='html'>I wake up, you are there,&lt;br /&gt;I go home you are there.&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t seem to get you out of my hair,&lt;br /&gt;Even when relaxing in my chair.&lt;br /&gt;I get messages from the other side&lt;br /&gt;I try to run - I try to hide,&lt;br /&gt;You want me by your side.&lt;br /&gt;Yours to keep for ever and ever,&lt;br /&gt;Even though you said you&#39;d never.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1296403800908852367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/2012/07/life-stalker.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816491562646243744/posts/default/1296403800908852367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816491562646243744/posts/default/1296403800908852367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/2012/07/life-stalker.html' title='Life Stalker'/><author><name>Psychosis Poetry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747470385887460668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816491562646243744.post-3845866944179370169</id><published>2012-07-18T10:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-18T10:23:37.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Disappointment</title><content type='html'>Your lie, your promise, your mistake,&lt;br /&gt;I think about it for the time I am awake.&lt;br /&gt;I was there at the beginning, and I&#39;ll be there until I die,&lt;br /&gt;But still I feel the urge to fly.&lt;br /&gt;Give me hope give me strength to forgive and not forget.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3845866944179370169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-disappointment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816491562646243744/posts/default/3845866944179370169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816491562646243744/posts/default/3845866944179370169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosispoetry.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-disappointment.html' title='The Disappointment'/><author><name>Psychosis Poetry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747470385887460668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>