1011, 2017

Do What Thou Wilt

By |November 10th, 2017|Alone, Humour|Comments Off on Do What Thou Wilt

Do What Thou Wilt

A circle is drawn
with a stick
on Sander’s Field…
within a far
bigger circle,
beyond the ken of
the Colonel’s knowledge.

The Eye of Providence
…is a panopticon,
where there is a
key to every cell,
and one must earn
their bread by
tooth and nail.

Poppy No-Good
provides an escape […]

1011, 2017

The Truth

By |November 10th, 2017|Alone, Life|Comments Off on The Truth

You have nothing seen yet
You do not know feelings until
this one day
You’ll get to know
all the pain of the world
All converted into feelings
And they say:

Cätlyn Klais

711, 2017


By |November 7th, 2017|Alone, Suicide|Comments Off on Life

Sweet sounds of beautiful constant noise

I’m humble in myself knowing I cannot leave this world without a valid reason

Honestly there is many times thinking to end it

Razor blades and loud music

Cure to a bad life

Not for me, not now

The love […]

2201, 2015

The Dead of Winter

By |January 22nd, 2015|Alone, Anti-Stigma, Homelessness, Society|Comments Off on The Dead of Winter

How can this be?
who is to blame?
A human who suffers
Is never the same.

They’re dumped from the hospital
and shelters and warmth,
to wander the streets
in clothes tattered and torn.

So many pass by
closing eyes to the truth
they don’t want to help
They haven’t a […]

2112, 2014

A War

By |December 21st, 2014|Alone, Voices|Comments Off on A War

A war inside my head is taking place
I wish for peace, but it’s like never-ending chase
There’s nothing I can do, makes me feeling blue
Don’t know what is the reason to live like this
I’d throw myself, everything that resembles me to […]

2211, 2014

Double Slit Experiment

By |November 22nd, 2014|Alone|Comments Off on Double Slit Experiment

Lying down in the tub,

billowing cumulus clouds of crimson,

lethargy coming on slowly,

Made a choice I will

never have again…

You want me to explain…?

Sincerity and genuineness

Is impossible for me…

Just a big reaction to

the fragmented throng.

Tried to excise my

coping mechanisms…

exacerbated by ego

and erroneous […]

1911, 2014


By |November 19th, 2014|Alone, Friendship, Lonely, Stigma|Comments Off on Popularity

I have to convince the world
about who I am,
to become somebody,
not the odd man in dark sunglasses,
the psycho killer,
the benefit scrounger.
These benefits streets are not paved with

I am the lion of madness,
an owner of words,
farmer of doubts.
I want to spread […]

1511, 2014

Going Places

By |November 15th, 2014|Alone, Humour|Comments Off on Going Places

What a fume
down the road
left in its wake
a cloud of smoke
makes people choke

Going places
up and downhill
at your will
not to kill
over bumps
round bends
give them thrills and chills

The engine roars
doing its chores
coughing and spluttering
as winter came
isn’t it a shame
if that car had […]

3010, 2014

Disordered Life

By |October 30th, 2014|Alone, Anti-Stigma|Comments Off on Disordered Life

Sleeping on the streets
With homeless cats as my companions
Confirming the predictions
Of a psychiatrist
My mind generates un-realities
Un-moving, I drift through a plethora of calamities
Mumbling about the End of the World

Opportunities will remain un-afforded
I will not be awarded
For my psychic battles with […]

2410, 2014

The Reproach

By |October 24th, 2014|Alone, Ghosts|Comments Off on The Reproach

Curse me out
Into these stark, empty ruins
Where madness lies
Like a heavy mist
And haunts this torpid ground,
Out here, on the edges of reason
Where darkness falls
Like a breathless moon
And ghosts hang In the pendant air,

By: clint southall

1910, 2014

What They Told Me

By |October 19th, 2014|Alone, Suicide|Comments Off on What They Told Me

I was told I was strong
Strong enough to break bricks
And then I broke my body breaking that last brick
I was told I could climb higher then the clouds
And then I fell and crashed, crashed hard
I was told I could out […]

910, 2014

birds neither reap nor sow

By |October 9th, 2014|Alone, Spiritual|Comments Off on birds neither reap nor sow

Pierced by a Spear of Sisyphean Destiny,
certified hobgoblins gave me penal time in electric Tartarus for my indolence,
then they sent me packing with a Pot’O’Mold.
But recently I aquired morphicaly
resonant phantom limbs and 12 stranded DNA.
And I realized […]

310, 2014

imprisoned in their hold

By |October 3rd, 2014|Alone, Living with Sz|Comments Off on imprisoned in their hold

tired of the yelling,
they never seem to stop,
those voices keep on screaming,
shaking, black-eyed demons,
a grip on my lungs,
twisting up my brain,
laughing, jeering,
joking, sneering,
it never, ever falters,
the words keep on coming,
following my every move,
they never leave my sight,
and I’m imprisoned in […]

1209, 2014


By |September 12th, 2014|Alone, Inspirational|Comments Off on Meek

They say that all the world’s

a stage and the show

is, The Gong Show.

I got the hook

sooner than a lot

of other people,

and learned to shut

the hell up and be


But I realized

later in life

that the hook was

a shepherd’s hook….,

and it wasn’t over […]

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