David William Breidenthal Poet Rhyme

Precious Compassion

Pain weighs me down
As painful as it seems,
I am below the surface,
Drowning in wretched dreams

A furnace of hate
Burns on, churns on
Oceans, so ominous,
Haunt me so humongous

I’m not human anymore
Unless your precious compassion 
Understands me entirely
I see the world, an evil, sinister distraction 

I am attracted to the dark
I’m sorry, I’m in this childlike park
Called afraid and vulnerable,
Curiosity so inescapable 

Insecurities fly like fleas in my scalp
I yelp
I yell
I can tell
You can’t hear me
I scream
I am disquieted 
I am under the spell
Of insidious loneliness
I am unfree possibly 
Unfreeze me,
That’s my only plea as if you’ll ever help

Help me heal
Heal me cope
As I wrap myself around myself
Like a serpent-like rope
I am a menace 
So I’m in my furnace
I am a vicious…
Precious little helpless…
Victim,

You predator of the deep
Seeping the energy out of me
Burn the bridges in my mindset 
Don’t get me upset with regret
It’s a little steep…
How much I weep
Beep, beep, beep me out of my dream
Reality is funking me real good right now

In a funk
Inside your junk
***** skunk swells in my heart
Ripped apart 
Cross the rivers in my friend ship that departs
From the death cart

Casket baskets flip me out
Freaked out by drastic, romantic, dramatic, traumatic everything 
Manic in a panic
Maniac like a prick
Pick your wars of unpeace
Stick your sick fingers in my face again
I dare you

Tick tock
Corrupting me, penetrating me
Tock tick
Plucking throbs of thorns from knobbed, knitted kites…
Bug bites bleed through
Bud, bloody toothpaste due to the red dyes in my snacks

I need God’s compassion
His pensive, pure precision on my precious soul
I weed out unredemption 
Hoes be surrounding me now…then, bursting like fireworks in my youthful skull

Then an old soul grows inside me


This is an urgency
I am in a crisis times an infinity 
You’re screwing my energy 
It’s an emergency 

Apparently, nothing else matters
Apparently, you and I are no more
Fervently, I don’t care anymore
Your words, they flattered me, then it scatters
In my meandering mind of misery

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