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Welcome to the poetry section of Weird Chief Pictures. please submit a poem of your own and if we like it, we'll post it on the site for all of the world to read!!!"
 

POEMS

Select a poem from the following list to read.

Experienced Sole
The True Heart Break
Passed the "Test"
The Tilt is More Important Than the Squeeze
The Path of Lyrical Fitness

As Long as Fate Allows You
Last Wind Before Winter
Know the Truth
I Give Up Too Quick
Soul of an Angel
These Days
Brown Bagging
Things Change
Silence
Mind Control
Criminals Deliberately Do
You are Untrue
Failure
Choke Cherry
Rome the Lyrical Demon
In Memory
All the Things
Love Dissolved
Old New York
The Disintegration of Two
Say Hey
Let Go
Apologies
The Voice Within My Soul
You'll Always be Mine
Like Water
Ground Zero
Freedom From the Fight
Sick of it All

Hate
Fornication Under Consent of the King
My Opinion
Odd, Strange, Weird
Know What I Think
Who's Brainchild?

 

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Mind Control
by Jesse Petersen

Stability to hold down my mental position
Close my eyes and I still see the visions
The wind chimes spin my mind
into the atmosphere
Every color from black to white turns clear
Time draws me near
the edge of insanity
In the big picture I believe
that's the plan you see
keepin' me from becomin' the man that I am to be
like I'm damned you see
in a hell made by me
The flames are hot and cracklin',
And I'm in a straight jacket
And I can't run,
'cause my ankles are cuffed
and I've got no pants on
Plus, where would I go?
The dungeon down the road?
Or maybe to the motel 666
with a ho
Oh no, my hell would be much worse
I wouldn't have a tongue,
so I couldn't spit a verse
My soul consumed with jealousy
and anger all of my best friends
suddenly become strangers
Imagination bound,
with no room to stretch
bad memories won't give my head a second of rest
every breath I take,
it feels like the last
While unseen forces cause black water to splash
I get back,
close my eyes,
I'm not scared
if I don't really see it,
maybe it ain't really there
But it is,
and if I don't believe what I don't see
Well that's typical and hypocritical of the One who made me
I can't judge,
while my life is currently judging me
And trying to tell me everything that I'm supposed to be
I'm on the stand,
I try to teach my brain to walk
While a twelve man jury prosecutes my thoughts
the room gets hot
Open up a window to my mind
Cool it down,
control the pace,
confusion with a rhyme
It's just a stall before the final execution of my soul
Have the want, the need to run
but have nowhere to go
Try to determine the difference between my dreams and my life
But somewhere all these dreams turn into years
I’m out of time
Time’s not what I need,
I’ve got to breathe and believe
Gain the speed to lead
my memories into the breeze
Someplace that I can follow,
prepare for my tomorrow
Having trouble finding anyone with luck
for me to borrow
I can’t see what’s next,
what’s right or what’s left
Catching my breath,
feel an end to the sweat
Realized in my dream
I was one step from death
And now that I'm awake
a whole lifetime stands in front of me
So if I've got a word to speak
I'm gonna speak it bluntly
And when it comes time for my real hell to confront me,
I'll have a good thing goin' with God
and he won't try to dump me
So for the times you don't know
what to do or where to go
Calm yourself,
sit back,
relax
imagine mind control.

 

 


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