Shatter

Don't taze me bro, I'm too lazy though, since everything lately seems to blow.
I'm stagnant, complacent, my thoughts not adjacent, motivation trapped in a basement, and I can't be reached for statement. I hate it.
Broken glass sounds like a blast, too bad I can't go back and change the past, rearrange the cast, and crack the mask.
Then again, that would be a task, I'd rather just sit back and relax, and act like theres no such thing as blow back.
Stacked mistakes, make it hard to take, situations where one is about to break, and flip them sideways to recreate, but it's probably too late.
I look down as I slam the plate, breaking slate, damn that felt great. Wait? No start over.
A semi likewise life wise roller coaster, burning me inside like a backwards toaster, to bad my shows stopped when I used to be the showster.
Two clips of incandescent thought that can't be bought reflect over situations my actions have wrought, packed into guns made of bad choices lead by voices that can only be me. The id, a.k.a. I.D.
I don't see why we, assume, every choice we make is conscious, Imma go ahead and call bullshit, nonsense, because as constant as our thoughts are, how in control are we, whenever we say were sorry, for stuff we don't remember saying.
So who's playing, praying, synapse impulses seem to be decaying, leading to thought slaying, laying the foundation for mistakes invitation.
Ten seconds on the clock, I'm not takin the shot, in the last year I've shattered my proverbial knee, if I stand up again, well, we'll have to see.

Reviews

[SIL_glasshalffull]

I have to say that this is probably the best poem I have read on this site, so far. It's great to get the flow that you accomplished. A lot of people try, but not only did you make the rhymes flow, you also allowed the writing to have tremendous meaning. Truly, I enjoyed the diction since it gave me a gimpse of who you are. Yes, the review below might be right in comparing it to a rap tune, aka Eminem, but you have plenty of intelligence seeping through the "page".
I did want to ask whether you are talking about choices being subconsciously made. If that is the case, would you mind ever chatting over about it? I think it's interesting to feel that when we say sorry is just a reflection of the conversation, and it's truly not meant, but created as survival or what's expected.
Great poem.

[Céce]

Come to think of it, are you writing these like rap songs? This is beautiful! I love how the guy smashed glass in the poem... I've never done it but many times I have thrown spoons and other silverware across the kitchen. lol. Anyway, I totally agree with everything SIL_glasshalffull said. This is amazing. You should get into rapping. :)

Jane

[Hedra Helix]

rapper, ahh. I see...

[Matthew Webb]

In my opinion, those who go back and re-work a piece they had written in a time of emotional turmoil to "make it sound better", in fact make it LESS sincere, and take away from it's depth. What is sincere are the words and emotions I was feeling at the exact time of writing, going back to change anything would take away it's sincerity.

[Michael X]

if you could refine the wording with more sincerity and depth and touch up the clarity, some of it is hard to understand, it would be an amazing piece, its Great as it is, in any regards, a pleasure to read.

[Ayla Automatic]

So freakin' cool! I love the way you put words down and just make 'em go! It's almost like your talking to me. And I'm sitting there, enraptured.

[me]

I feel like I am reading an eminem song all strewn together. Format is a big issue to me. Mabe each line should be it's own stanza? Also, I am not exactly sure what emotion you are trying to gt across. I just found it to be random...and heck, maybe that's your intention