David William Breidenthal Poet Free verse

Kaos In -Part 3-

Blanked out
Blanket bliss...
I pout and doubt
And all dat 'n diss
I'm not spic and span
I'm not fine and dandy
Rollercoaster my blues
I have some news...
scrambled with clues 
Wearing diffarant (being arrogant and different) shoes 

All I said
All I've done...my sanity's gone 
Left for dead 
I lost my head...darkness won 
Go to bed...everything will be alright...fine !!
Go away...
Lead me ahead...of the commotion line ...
I pray 
I won't fall prey
To you again...
A frantic hen...

I rave about you, I'm blue and you had no clue - chow, rue 
Behave and be brave why don't you? Shoo, cruel roach stew 
Don't screw around with my mind and I ain't stupid or blind
I'm a dyslexic, bipolar guy I can't deny...now, I don't mind being left behind

You're dashing
You're passionate about everything and everyone at that 
That's quite Abashing
That you had to leave behind some friends to earn five thousand fans right off the bat

I've lost - so what? So be it...no flippin' regret...don't get upset with me
I'm ten minutes away from losing it all
Cut the slack for me...I'm the ****, my little, sly pet...come on and be free

Fuq labels...
Doesn't it ring a billion bells?
My universe is spaced out...in vacant route
White out the black of my heart of dig-it doubt 

I'm boss right now-ow...
I'm beast and I run dis show
Don't cow around...ow! 
I lift up a breath-taking brow 

I made up my own English
I'm not speakin' on rubbish
Jibberish in a jiffy ain't joyous, you see?
I'm a silly, immature boy...but wise like a wizard of magical ecstasy next to sea...freedom pleas crawl out of my cranium mouth (closed mouth) and you can't hear my silent screams possibly 

Can't address the past,
Running away from me so fast 
Everything here in this lifetime is corrupted and sneaky...here's a winky and a Willy Wonka candy bar with a twinky - happy birthday, pinky (means to be teased by little favors and belittling someone jokingly) 
Alas, there is no at last in this world of beginning...living life as if it's my first day in this world of woe; your attitude of ingratitude is so dang stinky 

Elbow me with your take-your-bow flaws
I respect your perspective, based off of perception 
I honor You, but my human nature gnaws...with its deceiving applause
I suspect that you're gone and I'm left to be by myself...receiving reflecting rejection...I'm like a Trump in presidential election, yet I'm ridiculed like Bush that was in office - my arrogance and pride I don't fancy...but my bragging-humbly ways is an exception 

Don't butt in 
Don't head out
The door right before me
The floor left behind the tree 
I speak flowery and I speak cornily...I aim to please, not to inflict pain on others and waste everyone's one and only precious time...for life is short, so cease from being a torturesome tease 
I leak out words of guilty pleasures and temporary satisfactions 
Predictable pain and suffering didn't set me free from angstieties - hand me the keys of at-ease pahlease (angstieties means angsty anxieties)

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