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[Ghostic]

My thoughts run wild pacing in my mind’s cubicle
A thinking prisoner confined and guarded by shrinks
Teaching me thinking, thinking my teachings are diseased
My mind’s bars are cold; I race my thoughts to keep warm
Am weak, yet my mind is fed poorly by the prison guards
No food for thought am mentally anorexic with slim thoughts
Then my feel and will r controlled by pills aimed to heal
But steals my awareness, placing my dream on consciousness
So I sleep before I go to bed and dream when I wake
The Game is: am the game and my shrink is the gamer
I swallow pills intelligent enough to listen to my shrink
He plays me how he wants and saves me like a hero
A sadist medically pronouncing me worthless like a zero
Shame, I live in it; Lame, my name is it; Game, am used for it
I hear voices; I can walk thru fire and breathe in water
I see things, my actions are useless am just a character
one with broken pieces strapped in a straight jacket
waiting, patiently waiting for the next game to begin…

(Drugs make u a game and the doctors gamers)

[Couzifer]

Welcome back bro...
You always make poetry out of anything...thats something I really like about your poetry...reading this piece I saw a patient on an hospital bed, helplessly ill wit' the doctor in full control...just like a game.

Thanks poet.

[b boy]

im clapping for you right now and bowing .......dats like one of d best poems i ever read .......its deep has all d word play... makes all d sense and its really really poetic......u d best men......u got me amazed men...hw long u wrote it 4..........it darn good..........clapping again.....d award goes to u mein....

[b boy]

sh*t mein i have ta comment again.....dat poem is d bimb...i even got a picture in ma mind for it...a world fille dwith liars...were d poet is d only truth.....caged by d present civilisation..... in a straight jacket locked away.....experimented upon by the civilisation.....tryn 2 cage his mind................and its all a game...a a game of d mind....:D

[Ghostic]

Couzizzle thanks bro,I have been on and off studying and working.

Couzifer said:

reading this piece I saw a patient on an hospital bed, helplessly ill wit' the doctor in full control...just like a game.

Yeah that's the message hommie,thanks for your understanding.

b boy said:

dats like one of d best poems i ever read

I feel colossal right now. I love the picture you created with your mind's eye: a game of the mind.Thanks for appreciating me poet.

[kaydee]

Ghostic said:

Then my feel and will r controlled by pills aimed to heal
But steals my awareness, placing my dream on consciousness
So I sleep before I go to bed and dream when I wake

Keep illin man

[MC Qham]

You are a great poet man! I can't express my appreciation further than that,,your skill speaks for itself>>you ARE ill lol :idea:

[Ghostic]

I see you Kaydee,whats up...wetin dey! It's been a while.

Thanks MC Quam, one love.

[Poetic Seraph]

ghostic, ghostic, ghostic, u did it again. as couz said, no matter what it is, u make poetry out of it. Poetry with the capital P. i'm left in awe... and if you don't mind, i'ma quote you on my facebook (you know how we do :p)

[thaddaeus]

nice