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Heavy foot steps and lead laeden words.
Trying to create sense of this emergancy of birds.
Predators hiding lurking in the laminate
sealed in with a kiss the layers are feeling permanant.
Clear obsidion mixed with volcanic ash.
Crushing down on me, im gasping for breath.
Shaking like a mountain just before the eruption
trying to remove myself from this plastic corruption.
Daisies die in feilds..
Deers burn as the air horns call out the catastrophy


You all need to run from me.

Silence in my self, I am no longer seeking
i need to break free and sing just as birds sing.
Calling out the warning; shaking up the evergreens.
its all interconnected.
Hyperspatial turbulancies. im screaming in my bed
im worried
im afraid
im trying
its working
i think the plastic is burning
the toxic
the posion
its all gassing off from me
dont breath me
i feel like its something.


I could just be werid. Relaxing in turbines, i think im just trying and poems lead to calm minds.

Make sense of me. Make sense of you.
And you.
And you.
Im caought up in the subterfuge.  Capraciously grapsing
for what im not sure.

Cattawompus canyons are cut into my heart. Im so confused
emotions on piecharts
, the values dont match up
the legend is misleading.
It seems to beGod is warrenting this healing.
Kicking in the door
creating a dizzy storm.
Cyclopeon rage
stolen from days of yore..

Its time to let go.
Its time to grow.

Just understand me . just for a breif moment. I am harmless. I am less. I am lost. I need rest..

A bunch more words too honest too painful. I write poems to unleash all that is shameful.

This hurts.

This is needed.

I am bleeding.

Just so I am.

Just living.

Just leaving.

Just kidding.

Just bidding.

Betting.
On when its all ganna explode.
On when the subroutiunes will need a defrag machine when the bios gets corrupted when the system wears down when i will stand in the light looking like a fucking clown.
Because i trusted.

Why is this so hard?
I am 24 years old and cant drive a mother fucking car.
Fear is a disease that i can not squash on my own
a whole battallion of star ships need to warp into my home and disrupt the radio frequencies that speak to me in dreams
the nightmares unending the face grips and rending my cheek bones are tensing my teeth are condensing milkbones and raw tones

This excitment inside me
burns out the live feed
darkness envolopes ,mailed, sent by trumpets
these echos of my thoughts
repeat the words tought
like liar and loser you dumb fucking boozer acomplish not nothing but your something is fucking just so god damned worthless they all wait for your face to turn to a frowning grimice of you drowning you floundering fucker you sociatial bummer you cautious cat crawling as dogs get the tasties of life while your wasting your time just complainging this echo echo chamber needs a good obliterating.
A star dust deconstruction and rebuilding of the most primitive functions.

Take me from my own head.
I made my bed.
Id lie in it. But. Its made of my own meat and guts.

Friends
.. I need your fucking help.

Just.
Be you. Perfect.

I trust you. Despite what these echos say bouncing in my brain.

Just.

This is too much.

Just.

I think im just werid..

Just.

Please dont run.
Freakouut
What the fuck is going on
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As a writer i ruminate over points of time to the point of an obbsessive compulsionary mentality constantly reliving just to get the words right

Putting points of hightend emotion on the subconcious back burner to boil over.

One could say im a funky faggot performing felattio on personafied moments of time.

Writing writing writhing tourterous tools of the blood brain membrane a superfludious soup of runtilated memories key points to track down crack open geonuggets pressure cook it change it shape it cut it craft it
Christ.
My brain is blasted.

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It started with an S. Humbly mumbling yes no maybe i dont know oh shit vertigo should i let go. my brain was blasted, a cocktail of chemicals and superfluidious ether. The push pull ying yang fung shui grabs the heat seeking missle and grabs the brain, attracts sychronized vertacies but the magnitism flips as imaginary consequence givesway to repulsion of the imaginary sense. Pulsars pulsating sending shock waves through space time highways a terrible silence is heard then music then woah. Gravity wells staring me down warping and warming WARNING particle collision is immenent a stellar nurersy might be born of this hyperspace supernova scintilating energies might synchronize for the bonding of bodies creating a binary star system carefully dancing and explosivly romancing or it could be too much the system overloads entropy wins hot matter turned cold a black hole is formed.

Complicated intracacies to be sure. I think a caphonany was born if only i could phrophasize and figure out where my head flipped out and if there would be any imminent fallout. Wise to withhold or a missed chance to experience an amazing incredible moment where time and space may have seperated and two bodies joined in between the seams. Just amazing.

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Too much coffee or a bundle of nerves gone bad either way inside the confines of my lower intestine i hide the makings of interstellar war. nebulous hyperions hypothesize the comings of a gratuitus turbulant gravitational trebulation. The trumpets will sing im sure as i scream towards a silent night I am but a silent sight.
Wait.
I think im just nervous. Get this, its worse and, im trying but its.. Ya never know where friends stand aint done much for them been a long time since I found a new storm to set up in. lightning rods making neurons here we are,
i am a social moron.

The bubbling bravado of new hopes to swaddle are dopped and crushed. the fontenal of my chitinus exterior is pressed and my fear is here to be pulled out and dangled in my face it feels shameful.
Words pass the throat and are shreded by smoke stained teeth and i think if i fumble enough my bumbling lips may stitch the sentence back up and i might just make sense.

My hands are shaking again
My heart is racing and then
My mind races and bends
Anxiety is the buzzing bashful brother of exitment and bravado
Lashes out in spazzy gestures
And sends my head space on a trip to burning pastures
Bragadosious i am not
Bed ridden sad sappy fucker
Pent up and
Woah
My thoughts derail again
Where the hell are my friends
They didnt go anywhere
Its all in my head

Twitchy turbulance tackling full force into tubluar pathways my blood
Is
Screaming
Nervous blowout
Id like to say i worked really hard on this but recently when i write its like im possessed and it all just flows out in one big stream and it turns out an older write fit nicley at the end of this one making a more complete piece. Im really happy with it even though i feel something else wrote it and i had nothing to do with the process...
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And you...
You always show up in my dreams.
I can see your light dancing,
Glowing underneath.

Conversations shared in space
I think im astral projecting
You feel real when im asleep

I always snap awake,
Groggy and meloncholy
I Left the window cracked again
Cold air is creeping on my skin

And I
Hate its getting colder
And I
Know novembers closer
Hold on
The turbulance is growing
Nostilgia
tastes bitter when its snowing.

You are a phantom now and tables have turned.
This haunting winter air makes me lose my nerve.
I carry on till i can crawl into my bed
Fall asleep,
Hope i can see you again.

Your voice feels like cardiac arrest
System shock; overload

Your words grab me by the shirt
Lifts me up; magic force

Youre always there through the worst
In my dreams; i strain to hear
I listen out..
November hangs me again

30 days of hell

Im tied to the gray in these skies
Chains made of remembrance
Solitude is what i find.

The worst always comes
with the cold
Please show up..
Melt this world
Hey people. Uh.  I got a new page explicitly for photography. I finnaly got my self a film camera so I'm pretty stoked on it. This page is going to stay for writes ands that's about it (I need somewhere to vent)  go check it out at wingedmammel.deviantart.com   yes. You. Go on. Check it out. Ya dangus. It's for your health

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Paul
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Well, Its been a long time, and I think i'm a new person now, so, new bio.
I am quite, more so than ever. I try to keep my word. but we know how that goes.
I"m selfish. Not of things but of the passing time.
I like art and I dont skate as much as I would like to.
Theres more, but, its not all that interesting.
Current Residence: Augusta GA (leaving for the mountains on March 14th)
Favourite genre of music: Psychedelic, Blues, Funk, any thing strange and crazy.
Favourite style of art: Surrel, depressive things, that capture the darkest of human emotion and internal struggle
Operating System: Windows XP
MP3 player of choice: My I pod Nano
Favourite cartoon character: Marshall Lee (Adventure Time)
Personal Quote: hopefully this works out.
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BleedingProphecies Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2016  Student Writer
Been a long time. Here's hoping you're well. :) 
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Goombaslayer Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Aye, just been busy. I dont really get on here much anymore either. All my writing efforts have gone towards music and my dungeons and dragons campaign lol
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BleedingProphecies Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2016  Student Writer
Understandable; I'm much less active than I once was. :P 

Still, I like to opportunity to connect with old friends when I'm wondering about them. 
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tigerbar Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2015
Slay those goombas! Take those obstacles and use them to ascend higher (by bouncing on them...)
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AstralMimi Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2015  Professional Traditional Artist
I wanted to thank you for adding me to your watch. I really appricate the support and promise to strive to make lots of trippy art to share! If you use it, please follow me on Twitter and Facebook too. =)
www.facebook.com/Astralmimi
www.twitter.com/Astralmimi
Again thank you so much for your support! xXx
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Chrysalite Featured By Owner Jan 13, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for visiting my poetry site too. :)
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Goombaslayer Featured By Owner Jan 13, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
I was wonderin if you were the same person I just wasnt sure, but your welcome :D
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BleedingProphecies Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2015  Student Writer
Thank you for the favorites! c:
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l-WhiteFire-l Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2014
Hey, you get a free badge and a weird trip if you click on the 'Down the Rabbit Hole' thing on my profile. It was pretty cool.
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Goombaslayer Featured By Owner Dec 9, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
what does the badge do?

I don't understand.  What does that symbol even mean D:
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