to the world’s end
and *f*l*i*r*t*e*d*
(a raven’s cold heart)
&& laughed at s.m.a.s.h.e.d
dreams,
oceans -str-an-gled- at the
streams,
a nightmare I could only {imagine}
where chaos painted
bright colors
on broken lies
disguising failure with
pSyChEdElIc [deceptions]
&& FLASHING lights
(if the lies are *pretty* enough,
it doesn’t matter
that they’re not [real] )
&& enjoyed getting {high} off
deceiving myself
&& everyone around me
with my
*s*m*i*l*e*s*
&& condescending words from the
*l*i*p*s*
that mocked swings of the
*h*i*p*s*
&& everything was
lysergic.acid.diethylamide dreams
&& life was perfect
[[[whenicouldconvincemyself]]
&& neon lights danced
with tall hot guys
on butterflies’ ~angel~ wings
the dust was *gold*and*purple*
with the majesty
of gaudy vivid lives
but when I wanted out,
I found that I couldn’t
{escape}
this liar’s palace
[[[thatimademyself]]]
&& I ch-o-ked
on *glitter*
when all I wanted was
to see what color the sky was
under all the decorations.
&& now the /flash/backs/
won’t stop coming back,
no rest from the falsities
[[[thatimademyself]]]
still ~pink~ and
~green~ when
I just want b.l.a.c.k,
no rest from the falsities
[[[imademyself]]]
to keep myself occupied
&& occupied I’m keeping myself
now,
pretending to be my best,
dressed in deceptions
{decked for dancing L.S.D}
Author notes
Comments appreciated...much.
I don't know, the phrase 'lysergic acid diethylamide dreams' just occurred to me one day and I started writing.
Pretty much about the glamour and uberawesomeness you you deceive yourself and everyone else with and how, when you try to escape from the deception, you can't.
Gotta love society.
CONTEST STUFF: I chose Option 3, Drugs. And dirty pretty of course.
In a list
A contest entry
- D is for... by Pandorea.
800 points, ended June 13, 2008, 15 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments?
Comments
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wow this sounds like my E trip
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whoa. this is really funky. now i'm no expert on dp but this seems to be pretty fine to me, and you haven't lost meaning in ll the funky punctuation. it all just adds tothe overall feel.
thanks for entering. -
This is a wicked write! I loved it.


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I love it
It is very good =]

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wow that was really really good... you can search for a lifetime on this site for something worth reading and this my dear should be featured because it was so good
in the nuts shell...
**you made my day**

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Whoa
Nice...refreshingly different, although not a fan of the drugs theme I respect poets who dare to write differently. As the asterisk's and other methods of text manipulating make the poem a difficult read, they also make it refreshing and new. -
awesomeness♥
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Wow, you've obviously got a lotta stuff to say, and I mean that as a good thing. I kinda found it difficult to focus on the poem's meaning and the poem itself with all the asterisks within the poem, and words WrItTeN lIkE tHiS.{,[,~,`, these things bothered me too, but I don't know about anybody else. I do think the title is pretty shweet, though. Even though I don't know what the first and last words mean, they sound pretty catchy. What do THEY mean, anyways? Keep on a-writin',
-Redd









