Good Parenting

July 26, 2011
By Wheeler SILVER, Bethesda, Maryland
Wheeler SILVER, Bethesda, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
"Every villian is lemons"

I’m starting to go crazy
Step back and relax and cease to amaze me
In your perfect insolence
And innocence that’s not making sense
Fake and sped up
With immortality that’s fed up
With lies and betrayals
Of trials I’m labeled
As a failure
As an outcast to a damned society
Doomed to live in a trailer
Of my own space and declaration
Riddled with my own hatred and desolation
And ignorance so described as procrastination
On a quest to hell to meet the great lord Satan
The point of no return
Of a nugget and crystals being burned
Into a blowing mess
Watch me regress
But let’s go ahead and call it progress
But relapse isn’t the progression I’m meant to have tonight
Make it another day just to continue to fight the inevitable
The extra misery of feeling less than sentimental
For those protecting me
Or trying to but letting
The phone ring
But I ignore it
My father’s voice begging for love but I abhor it
Listen to myself telling him he’s too f***ing boring
Leaving me behind for his sadness and snoring
No life to go to with nowhere to run
I can’t be proud to call myself your son
Pull the plug on your plan
A long time coming I thought you’d understand
The word
Leave me alone
You’re not dumb but it’s time for you to grow
And touch the sky mentally
A six year old in a sixty year old’s body who can’t repent have peace
And solace but you f***ing lie
Trying to move backwards and rewind time
To forgetting hitting me
To forget your method of what had to be
Good Parenting
A good method to get the neighbors staring
At your fist
And it blissfully moves through the air to give me a gentle kiss
Because it can
Because age means strength and importance
To respect someone who just pretends to be more than
Anyone who they know is better
But they can’t even care about themselves don’t forget their
Insolence in disrespect
And Malevolence just to protect
Their dignity
Philosophy that’s smitten me
To crawl back into my hole
Leave behind myself and forget my soul
Because this was how I was raised
Abrasive and deranged
Because of how you get the neighbors staring
At what you call
Good Parenting

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on Nov. 23 2011 at 12:51 am
SickImage SILVER, Klamath Falls, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
The room was very quiet. I walked over to the TV set and turned it onto a dead channel-white noise at maximum decibels, a fine sound for sleeping, a powerful continuous hiss to drown out everything strange."

"Because this was how I was raised
Abrasive and deranged"



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