welcome myself
Self created madness
The reality of my life
Stuck on repeat
Challenges of a twisted mind
Overthinking the chaos surrounding me
How do I resolve the problem
So I can feel better day after day
Driven by loud shame
Living in guilt mixed beliefs
Stuck repeatedly
This challenging seat
Increasing mind begging
Please help me
Disturbed anger
Narcissistic self doubt
Furious rage
Unbalanced brain
Masked feelings
With a untrusting face
Gazing into my soul
Eyes wide open
Yearning the grave
Drowning in an ocean
With out absorbing my life
Reliving these days
Self defeat
Using self will
Resistance of God
Reaching out & turning away
My mind is made up
My bed is made
Unstable thoughts
Disconnected
Faith lost at sea
My will not of God
Existing only for me
Endlessly filled selfishly
Welcome to my shame
God help me
Written by
Jacob Lange 9/18/2025
In the Hall of Mirrors,
What do I see?
A distorted image, can that be me?
I can look tall, with a gigantic head,
Or have big feet, as heavy as lead.
Tiny hands and the most extended face,
A stomach so fat, I can't see my feet,
To lace,
My shoes have long turned-up toes,
They are long enough to pick my nose,
Ever-changing images I see
I do not recognise one of them that resembles me! (Thank God!)
A darling song is sung;
Meadowlark
A new day has begun;
She allowed me to say;
Sway in the dark
She made me parade;
Her vision was distorted;
Eyes focus on tree bark
Her mind aborted;
Her darling spirit;
Fires transformed from sparks
Has flown away, and now I'm not near it;
2/14/2022
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
The buzzard now puzzles the carcass on the road
Holding the Divine Discernment for life in beak
Is that a Christian or black brother in distress
It sure looks tasty on the barren desert menu
Equality and equity are good for the digestion
Spiced with barbarian flies over the deceased
What circles up above is true love
Vulture and Buzzard are just words
Added to your lexicon for the feast
Never speak with your mouth full
It is impolite in the equity of eating
Please pass another equal amendment
It appears to be another mandate out of reach
specious logic
it mimics truth
tragic pursuit
27-November-2020
Funhouse Distortion
by Odin Roark
I once stood proudly
Beside the giants
Whose distorted rule
Still fosters garish giggles
Occasional oohs and ahs
Other reflections
Render bodies will-o'-the-wisp acceptable
Bringing fun lovers to a halt
Finding such representation pacifying
Given failed diet regimens
How frightening I have become
For many rushing past
Even as my wave of semblance
Cracked by diagonal accident
Allows any undulating split personality
To see itself
Perhaps for the first
And...
Last time
Before me
A gangly girl pauses
Stares at reflection
Her tilted head separated from body
I empathize with mute understanding
If only I could speak
You can lean against my shoulder
It's okay. It's okay.
Outside
The exit fat lady automaton
Jeers with laughter
Mixed
signals,
eye o brain-
may bring migraine
pain
Bridget Riley genre
http://www.tate.org.uk/servlet/ViewWork?workid=20978
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