Psycho Poems - Poems about Psycho

You're like a ray of sunshine that creases my skin, A whisper of sweet nothings, pulling me in. My heart beats a rhythm, an echo, a call, Bang! Bang! on the chamber walls. A symphony of longing, a melody sweet, Yet a tempest of chaos beneath my heart's beat. Oh, beg me to hold you, I want to scream out, For fear...

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I'm not normal. This isn't a surprise, but I'm really not *normal*. I love crime shows, I love reading dark romance, I think about what if my life was a dark romance novel? I know it's crazy. I also know it'll never happen. But that would be so...fun. Having an S/O chase you through the woods, stalk you every minute of every day, be so possessive...

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in his newly built spiritual psycho-anteroom his reflection in the mirror swiftly changed his grandmother appeared with a message you will have other lifetimes but I am your spirit guide in this one straighten up my darling this mystical magic was unforeseen he watched her disappear into the mirror knowing his life had forever changed...

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My Yin and my Yang are at odds with one another I place the blame for my Oedipus Complex squarely on the shoulders of my mother I cannot be held responsible for the mistakes I make each day The flaws in my character are baked into my DNA. Maslow's Hierarchy establishes priorities from which I cannot change My interpretation of...

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He was obsessed by a form of psychology in reverse ...

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He reaps what he sows He despises everyone equally though his supporters are fools, his own words he said I can shoot one and they will still love me I am laughing hysterically as its true His proclivities or resume as follows Narcissist Hater Bully Thief Dictator Anti democracy Psycho Abuser of women Abuser of all Racist Convicted felon Now every nut has a bandage on their ear blind mice who are proud of...

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Love made me do the unexpected things. Blood is shattered all over the place filled with my deepest desires that you'd love me forever which I always wanted. Although the walls keep closing in.tears from your silence absence the sounds echoes in my ears whispering,you're still here, hiding in a corner, watching me in pain, deep down inside, you know I need help because guilt...

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She is sweet but psycho: demons in her mind run wild at night, refusing to let her see beyond grey circles, that left her spiraling in panic through perpetual plagues of pain. Oblivious to the sparkling stars arrayed in a straight line, her memory's attic is clogged with bruised tears, collected from gloomy summer symphonies of fear, that froze her will to comprehend what’s real when creative lies...

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The Female American Psycho ? A female figure, wicked, stories told. Her horrid acts, a chilling repertoire, Unveiling darkness, leaving scars unhealed. With poisoned words, she weaves a web of lies, Manipulating hearts, with empty cries. Behind her charm, a heart as cold as ice, Inflicting pain, her victims pay the price. In crimson hues, her secrets lie concealed, A trail of chaos left, wounds...

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I’m glad my eyelids are silent so you cant hear me watching you. Nights like this are so dark and quiet, you’d think you could hear a tear drop. Obviously not. You must feel my pulse racing though, if feels like my heart bouncing off the mattress. I think it’s shaking the...

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Psycho pumpkins will always burn although the glow sometimes blows out; Flambeau filled with a thousand souls, know ghosts have an eternal shout; Maniac that wields an axe, Jack O’ Lantern with orange lights; Track of blood on carved memories, flashback to dark October nights....

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Police grabbed mahsa and forced her to sit in Police vehicle.Her brother tried to intervene but his arm was twisted behind his back.After he disentangled himself. Morality Police told her brother that his sister would be released after one hour. Then bother and sister were taken to the detention centre.They took mahsa in other room locked the...

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Madness and make-up! What am I seeing? Is that really a face? A vision? Yes, one of those? It's strange here in the shower. What seemed to be a countenance looked in at me. But was that a vision, merely a repeat - a repeat of my madness? Do I see a knife in that hand, held by that figure, a strange and frightening thing? Am...

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Zafar Sapari is drug addict and he needs counseling. Khuda tujhay ice shesha aur cocaine say nijaat day......

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There’s Nothing Like a Good War There’s nothing like a good war. I watched a video of men killing men Rapid fire, rapid death, rapid fear When will we ever learn? Never? It’s in our DNA and used against us Goad a man, tell him his country needs him Tell him, to go kill the villagers Tell him, they deserve it. His gun...

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