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Dusting off the rabbity
that squirrely tempo anxiety,
closing in with night.

The irresistible pattern
the irrational illogical fight
a battle with one’s discipline,
mirroring our might.

I make it home a fluttering
belly twirled and muttering,
I tell myself tis alright!

The damage done, and everyone,
I’m just like them and millions more
succumbing at the Devil’s door.

And the taste, the burn,
the healing calm,
the shaking and the thinking gone.

Knock one back, slam out another
night is early, rock it brother,
Tying on a swilly swirling
buzzed-out brain and mind a twirling. . .

“Ahhhh…”

I feel better now, exhilarated,
exasperation falls to stout resound;
I pour again and knock it down!

“Ahhhh…”

Spinning now, not to say I’m spun
but choosey choosing several a pun
I see myself an accomplished one!
Yes, that’s it, that is me,
look upon with thoughts of glory
yank open the freezer for glass that’s hoary. . .

How cool am I? certainly not boring
all night I’m here, pouring, pouring. . .

Buzz subsides, thoughts slow too,
lurid leering, slobbering swearing,
stupid actions and nothing new?

I lose the bottle,
I lose my shirt,
***** on myself,
pass out in dirt.

Another night of drunken hero,
time that’s wasted for kingly Nero.
But who am I to judge myself?

I’m hardly worse than anyone else?
Bunhead17 Nov 2013
[Hook: Rihanna]
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah you think I'm crazy

[Verse 1: Eminem]
I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public excuse me
For wanting my cake, and eat it too, and wanting it both ways
Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated
When I blew see, but it was confusing
Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam
Hit the lottery, oh wee
But with what I gave up to get was bittersweet
It was like winning a used mink
Ironic cause I think I'm getting so huge I need a shrink
I'm beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep
Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think cause I'm...

[Hook]

[Bridge: Rihanna]
Well, that's nothing

[Verse 2: Eminem]
Now, I ain't much of a poet but I know somebody
Once told me to seize the moment and don't squander it
Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder
Where these thoughts spawn from
(Yeah, pondering'll do you wonders
No wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders)
Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo
I think you've been wandering off down yonder
And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
Cause I need an interventionist to intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
Cause the very thing that I love's killing me and I can't conquer it
My OCD is conking me in the head
Keep knocking, nobody's home, I'm sleepwalking
I'm just relaying what the voice in my head is saying
Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the...

[Hook + Bridge]

[Verse 3: Eminem]
Call me crazy, but I have this vision
One day that I walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then drums get killed
And I'm coming straight at MCs, blood get spilled
And I take it back to the days that I get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played at, pumped up feeling
And **** to say back to the kids who play 'em
I ain't here to save the ******* children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels and then relates, that's great
It's payback, Russell Wilson falling way back in the draft
Turn nothing into something, still can make that, straw into gold chump
I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straight jacket face facts, I am nuts for real
But I'm okay with that, it's nothing, I'm still friends with the...
i like this song! "The Monsters by Eminem Ft Rihanna ****. Frequency
the kidnapping of the great party dude



you see brian and patrick loved to party but brian’s family weren’t into partying

and brian turned to patrick whose family loved partying and in the process brian

and patrick were being watched by hooligans who want to kidnap these 2 party dudes

and rid partying forever and ever, but brian and patrick both said, you can’t get us, we are

big dudes, we don’t have no nerdy stretch in us, so we bought pizza and a few XXXX beers

and went around terrorising the conservative town, but the hooligans liked pushing people

to be conservative so brian and patrick had to be kidnapped and ******* in a ditch, and because

it was hard to kidnap brian and patrick, the hooligans had an idea to put poison in their drinks

to lure them into the hooligans car and locked up in their back shed to rot away, brian said

we are 2 cool party dudes and pat said the same, and they went out to a club to party with the chicks

and the hooligans were there and put poison in brian and patricks glass and they played air guitar

and headbanged their heads together like 2 real party dudes unaware that they have been poisoned and

and continued to party really hard and brian and patrick wanted another drink but the hooligans said

you 2 young party dudes have had too much and they punched brian and patrick in the guts and the poison

was starting to hit on, as they fought like a couple of little babies coming out of the womb and before they knew it

the hooligans took brian and patrick to their car, threw them in the back seat and drove them to their house and

when they arrived, the hooligans got some heavy chains and tied brian and patrick up with them and locked them

in the shed and gagged brian and patrick with very snotty handkerchiefs and then the hooligans laughed saying

we are ridding the world of party dudes, slowly one by one, and patrick could see a hole which could break bigger

but was too weighed down by iron chains to attempt it and wriggled a bit saying, hey brian, we must wriggle because

we can’t give these kidnappers a sign he has defeated the party dudes, we can never be defeated, but this was going

to be tough for brian and patrick, but they must wriggle, because the chain will loosen and hopefully they can break free

but then patrick vomited green and red blood and said, boy, brian, we have been poisoned, we must struggle because

i don’t want to die either, we must get rid of this poison in our blood and the hooligans came in and said, well you kids like

the band POISON, don’t ya, but i warn you, brian and patrick, don’t struggle or we’ll ****** you and use your dead bodies

to play with on the lawn, yeah that is a cunning little plan, like the movie, weekend at bernies and patrick said, he loves that

movie, and the hooligans said, brian and patrick, you are going to the 2 dead bodies to bring that movie into the real world

and brian was scared and so was patrick as they yelled out H E L P H E L P H E L P H E L P and patrick said to brian we must

still struggle though to rid this poison out of our bodies, and brian found it hard, but still he tried but the poison was well and truly

stuck in their system, and brian wanted to give up, but patrick said, brian, don’t give up, we must show our friends and the world

that partying isn’t wrong and brian then said ok patrick lets struggle and in 8 days of being stuck in the iron chains that bound them

brian got loose and untied patrick and then noticed a hooligan sitting outside guarding the outside and brian and patrick ran up to him

and through the chain all over him, while saying, you are kidnapping brian and patrick and ridding the world of partying, the party

in this world will never be over, and it’s our job to make sure we get the world to party aqnd you party poppers will die, real angry

mother *******, as brian and patrick l,coked the three hooligans in the shed they were in, and brian and patrick ran off down the

federal highway back toward canberra to show, the canberra city, is the party capital of the world, well at least that is what brian

and patrick planned anyway and brian and patrick were very choosey on who to muck with though they still partied, that will never

change, brian and patrick felt safe in the party heaven, they will rock and roll all night and party every day, and they did
B Nicole Feb 2011
I wasn't looking for him
He found me vulnerable
Vulnerability became courtship
Courtship became lust
Lust is now love
Can it happen so easily

Now I have to leave behind
The sweetest love that I've found
Unanswered thoughts
Leaves strong minds limp
Meshed together mistakenly
Torn away violently

Eyes can no longer bare
The water that flows warm
Should I act on impulse
Thoughts telling me so
Nonchalantly disobeying
All pleasures but my own

A minute without
Compares nothing to
A lifetime with
Taking in poisonous air
Nicotine he is
Addicted I am

Giving hearts
Receiving minds
Massaging words
Passes slow times
Running to choosey arms
Coming back for A nu we
copyright 2011 by B. Boykin
October 23 Apr 2017
I'd rather be alone and longing for someone
than to have promised my heart to the wrong person
when the right one comes along
Aaliyah // Choosey Lover
Arcassin B May 2014
By Arcassin Burnham



All my thoughts away tonight,
i guess they lay to rest,
wanna make the great escape,
i might,
My heart went to cardiac arrest,
For your love,
it was choosey,
make everything a bliss,
ignorance is also in it,
but we dont need all that pitch,
for a song,
that will never , ever , ever get to play,
you were wrong,
when you said i wouldnt pursue someone like her today,
too many of the critics,
wanna bash around your name,
but when it came to her,
i needed to talk to when i was ashamed,
to show my face,
to the rest of humanitys nest,
feeling out of place,
am i stripped at the power of torres,
do i give up,
and let you take me under your wing,
dressing up for a play,
when i knew i couldnt sing.
All my thoughts away tonight.
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2014/05/angell-power-of-torres.html
Emily Nemec Feb 2015
People say im to picky, too choosey. That i have too much of a say in who i let bruise me that my guard is up to so high i cant see anything but it. That if i stepped off the edge of my walls, i'd plummet. I say i am like a shirt buttoned-up incorrectly.that i am a moment that lasts indefinitely. The problem with me is i love until i dont. That i will always stay till i wont. i am though trying to move into a person like they are a home. Every time i pack my bags, i know im am better off alone. people say i need to open up and let people in. but what if they are a tsunami and i dont know how to swim?
Jessi Bee Aug 2014
Confident enough
To strut my stuff
Shallow enough
To be choosey with love
Sassy enough
Not to give a ****
Unique enough
To know I'm a sign of good luck

Weak enough
To be naive
Scared enough
To think that all men leave
Bitter enough
To only give out pieces of me
Guarded enough
To display my heart on my sleeve

Bold enough
To try and love again
Smart enough
To only try to love a loyal man
Brave enough
To put my heart in another's hand
Wise enough
To know I'll be just fine if it all ends
Born into madness, how can I find gladness, amongst the evil list,
Certified lunatics, spinning the globe, shots of chaos in ya earlobe,
Rising the thresold, where the soul is scold, from day one was told,
You can be, anything you wanna be, but they hold up the secrecy,
In society, skulls and bones, linked with the boule families,
Bourgeoisie, they feast on the good plenty, soldiers made for the Guinea,
Pigs I see the digs, dug out the roots, of the poisonous tree, let free,
Of the fruits, rottenning thee, whole humanity, as a society,
Quietly I stood on the mountain to see, what Moses and Noah, had to see,
My legacy probably, well never be, remembered, shed prophecy,
Watch the wave of the bees, if they disappear down goes, nature's beauty,
Yo it's my duty, to the save the world, from its own pain weighing in curls,
Separate the boys, from girls, no drags queens, or chemical doping,
Im still hoping, that folks dont play along, the hearts that scoping,
Pain bearer, made in the fear of terror, I take close notes to the era,
Cant compare, the last centuries, strike with atrocity, devil the new majesty,





Haiti president got shot, because he went against the plot,
See how the media stocks, glasshouse thoughts makes for rocks,
Easily, to crash your political slot, I play the corners like Ronnie Lott,
Midway welcome to midevil payday, where haters get all the say,
Frame society, like they did Roger, Cosby set up the man slaughter,
Defame ya character, and your name, well that's the cost of fame,
Just get your soul engrained, to the bricks of shame, black satan frame,
And people still walk over your name, folks ain't thinking the same,
Exchange paychecks, for more paychecks, freedom losing its gains,
I pack more venom, than Bane or a fiend hooking for a vein,
Thin walls, hear things spirit sibling, still holding gossip, dripping,
Pass the lane, like Cousy choosey, but please dont loose me,
Light doobies, sprinkle chaos to those haters, that tried to ***** me,
Forces more linked than Kinobe, never challenge the Shinobi,
Vengeance strikes, wrath of a snake bite, let the poison sit, as you spit,
Out blood soaking in your inside, similar to bee guarding its raw hive,
Unmatched talents street swift ballad novel
Poet you know you love it above it critics hove it
Can't shove it sitting on a decree dark energy
Wind symphony followed me since I was a baby
Lately been craving philosophies of lost dynasties
Silly me petty folks love to leech freely easily
I'm copping venomous situations no salutations
Switch the radio stations cuz they be hating faking
Saying they support the real when promote steel
Only the reals feel my tears touching the ground
Funeral e-motions coasting above the surface
Trust me I speak from the heart aint got no sparks
Beef at ease ceased by trees of life born breeze
Tease by the subconscious speaking existence
Reality space algorithms prism sitting comfy
Social distance battling myself guard my health
Can't help if I'm at a stance with stealth welp
Looking for a savior ands it's only me who save me
Jesus been failed since the ships sailed no bail
Ever fail economy siting like a coiled snail
Snakes in grass amongst the mass all about cash
Chasing sky scrapin' tap the metals for body chaffin'
Coffin flow love above below see the sun's pour
Out radiation skin rotation molecular sanitation


Born in Houston flash rockets shooting booting
Out hataz they can't out weigh us money craters
Never chase copper led giving the best taste late
Night hypes it was all a dream rushed minds dope fiend
Itching hands twitching looking for the pitch in
Waiting to a catch a break from fate **** it's too late
Activate the lyrics sitting off in my crate annihilate
The Roman State empire true desire wildfire flower
Demoness breathing mist of a kiss coldest dish
Ain't served on a platter watch the lives shatter
Chit chatters eat so much beef they'll grow fatter
I'm speaking consciously wisely choosey as the Isley
Lover to undercover mother's spread my oats
This ain't a gloat make em sing more than high notes
Spread wisdom every chance I get looking for a witch-
Craft mental blood baths over murderous thoughts
Chalked out negativity no sensitivity ever in the city
Show no emo like Gulliani on 2001 conspiracy
I'm tryna make Governor moves keep the needle to the groove
Off beat on beat
Delete repeat chaos horrors of the obsolete complete
Chaining intervention dimensions strengthen
As tensions rose to it's toes **** near airborne
A star born Iraqi veteran this ain't no competition
Finish the mission draw first blood Rocky drilling
Militant minds stay ahead behind enemies lines
Do dirt don't recognize til ya got closed eyes
Casket filled with tears of weep storms hovering
Tryna be black Jesus crucify us daily mentally
Will I ever get to see the tender age of thirty three???
Sittin' like ZZ at the top of the hill chills
Down my spine tryna advoid the flat line
suckas wanna test mines until they find
Themselves in a ****** situations
Sticky roll up the sticky before I split
The **** mating with bullets pull it
Triggers got off y'all new breeds is soft
Quick to call the cops once the fist drops
Stop talking **** you nothing but a *****
Counterfeit see my enemies throwing fits
leeches like honey over biscuits melting
Tracks over wax my paperstacks
Never lack since i was blessed with black
Skin followed by sin can't break the entering
Miss the pen luxury living but still giving
Back to my town word up its htown holdin' ground
You can have your crown but you'll bow down
To a more wicked sound all around pound
Of weight sitting thicker then the Denver state
Nugget missions with selected envisions
Of the commission got ya mind *******
Out thoughts painted images missing
Blank stare its a like flare traveling air
Recapture my moment break atonements
murders spent wisely choosey as the Isleys
Brothers rising over the dispute of colors


Suckas scared to cop that street life g ****
Im sitting like Lucky Luciano gang president
Still hang with my ghetto residence
Investments made from money laid
Over the bread and butters silent utters
From folks tryna lead ya into the gutters
But I learn to walk before crawls draws
Out master plot mind planned design
To even make a sight manifest to a blind
Soul sounding inclines repeats everytime
Baker's dozen *** loving first comes shoving
No fake loves
let the peace marinate the turtle doves
Let the music play on mentals preyed on
Vocals sitting once I lay on ya body honey
Oh you wanna act funny? But u was comfy
When I had the loot next to me miss me?
Naw baby save that for the choices taken
Awaken the dragons fate as I rake in
Exchangin" money crisp to a Cajun **** son
Fools thinking they came up *** they fluxed
Rims on the trucks hoes catching the bucks
Tryna race luck you end up ****** tucked
By prosperity lost my wills charity buried
Under the cemetery of the unknown caps in stone
Retrace my pace clear the skies open eyes
once i got wise red pill centralized civilized
My aching thoughts troubled and penalized
check the ties to frys
Torched to the max lay domino tracks its what we do hopping blues
Fay Grace May 20
Why are you this way?
Why won't you let me in?
Why is your boundary so high?
The people will say.

Why are you so guarded?
So preserved in a way that threatens people,
Why are you choosey
Why? Why? Why?

You get used to it!
The lie, the hurt, the betrayal,
The people closer to you abandoning you and not coming back
You get used to it.

The people rolling their eyes
when you talk about things that hurt you
The grief, the pain
You get used it.

And thats when they'll start asking you,
All sorts of questions, The 'Whys'
They get surprised, when you just say, Life
Life made me this way
And there's no going back
You get used to it.

— The End —