madpoe317:

Top of one of my four movie creates….. I feel very proud. This makes Madpoe feel good (Taken with Instagram)

madpoe317:

With you or without you.

I never want to love again.

You really make it easy to spend eternity alone.

If I cant have you I’m content living like a gnome.

Curious but busy never showing interest in those smiles.

Work content, forget those feelings.

Your all I really…

madpoe317:

With you or without you.

I never want to love again.

You really make it easy to spend eternity alone.

If I cant have you I’m content living like a gnome.

Curious but busy never showing interest in those smiles.

Work content, forget those feelings.

Your all I really…

madpoe317:

I intake whiskey for a little realization, on letting go.

I inhale smoke just to be alone.

Soon whiskey and cigarettes will be tethered to my skin

But then again I think its always been

I inhale smoke cause I need that time to get away,

I inhale relax and pray its my moment of the day.

With…

madpoe317:

Deadman

Call me Nobody.

I see how you write poetry in blood.

I hear your tongue twister from a gun.

I am Nobody

You were shot in the mouth and bleed out your fingers.

Words to hot melt apart and visions now linger.

Were past thoughts to smart to shake and…

madpoe317:

Deliciousness and Viciousness

Deliciousness and viciousness all rolled up into one.

Decisiveness and righteousness and the fire of the sun.

I’m speaking of a vixen, vile hot and strong.

I must be in trouble now for I’m fixed into her song.

Indecisive on her feelings she reels me in where I…

madpoe317:

I like to make Horror movie music with a glimmer of hope.

I wait and watch the smoke waft from my home.

I witness the darkness outside.

I like zombies and machetes and feel ready for anything.

You can here pain in my music and feel strength in my melody.

You can find…

madpoe317:

I like to make Horror movie music with a glimmer of hope.

I wait and watch the smoke waft from my home.

I witness the darkness outside.

I like zombies and machetes and feel ready for anything.

You can here pain in my music and feel strength in my melody.

You can find…

madpoe317:

I feel cold and nauseous kind a like a coffin

Feeling cautious and un-woken

Clearly battered, tattered and broken

Car accident is an understatement

I feel poisoned and sedated

More like a train wreck, a plane crash

Like fate never even hesitated

To waste me

To…

madpoe317:

I feel cold and nauseous kind a like a coffin

Feeling cautious and un-woken

Clearly battered, tattered and broken

Car accident is an understatement

I feel poisoned and sedated

More like a train wreck, a plane crash

Like fate never even hesitated

To waste me

To…

madpoe317:

Wicked voo doo magic (Taken with instagram)

madpoe317:

Clean.

Come clean.

be honest and trust worthy.

You can feel out demise and you love it.

I feel so alive I want to cut a V over my heart and breathe smoke.

I want too inhale inevitability and share a casual conversation

with death over a cappuccino and coke.

I…

madpoe317:

How’s one to smile here?

Here I am once again I am called sorrow by all my friends.

Sad and lonely to all my homies.

I smile politely screaming for redemption inside.

Screaming, screaming all my life.

Help me, hold me, my name is lonely.

It’s been so long time here…

madpoe317:

The end.

And a half eaten green apple.

The problem with fiction is happy endings are possible,

probable and partially do to purpose.

The question that does arise is where are you in the story?

The third person, the narrator, the poet?

Are you the…

madpoe317:

Taken with instagram