An honest attempt....

Pain relief is flaming candy
Like staples in my spinal cord
I void my violent reservoir
Wondering what all of this is for
A selfish act of pity
I stain the porcelain once more

Her hands are always cold
Inviting is the smile on a smooth veneer
Curious of a move so bold
I feel frozen here
As stationary shrapnel
I flaw my porcelain

So fragile is this
A balance of egos and mediocrity
Compliments and relativity
I am the flavor of paranoia
When will I solve this
My algorithm for happiness

Churning works of crisis
I slowly mold a dream
Picturing it with prices
Getting lost in its gleam
Detracting from the purpose
I swiftly smash the porcelain

I lay beside the pieces
Subsequent to the fervor
The numbness finally ceases
Culminating the endeavor
The breakdown brings lucidity
I will slowly glue my porcelain

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Owns a bad attitude, a toaster, and some bread.

a.k.a Barney

K@0t!C

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[It's Hopeless, Utterly, Utterly Hopeless]

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Oh I like they way you use porcelain, it works really well in the context of the poem. Great job!

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Thanks, I'm glad you liked it =)

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Owns a bad attitude, a toaster, and some bread.

a.k.a Barney