"The Purest of Pure Pain Shot Directly Like A Bullet of Poison to My Brain!" (A)
(An Artist's Nighmare)
Written on June 12th, 2014
By Doctor Ricky1024
Copyright C. FanStory 2014
'All Rights Reserved"

"Taste the waste as my Pain's Sweat collects!"
"The tears of wasted years appear as past memories Collide."
"All that Pain and lost of years?"
"Past memories gone and disappeared?"
...
"Why, Oh My Lord God did you take my only Son Jay away?"
"Now I lost all my ability to continue and must now go!"
"Tried so very hard to continue on!"
"Since that March Day...
"You took my Son Jay...
"Away?"
...
"The Unending Pain ricochets throughout my broken brain."
"Perhaps I'm now losing my mind?"
"Lost first the only Son and Eight, Months, later?"
"The only Wife!"
"As a result?"
"Almost took my *LIFE."
...
"When is enough...
"Enough?"
"For Lord you test us all...
"To make us stronger...
"To make us tough?"
...
"Lord, though don't you now see?"
"See exactly what's now happening to me?"
"What's now running through...
"What little is now left?"
"Scared to Death!"
...
"Ricky, I know but follow the Light and the Glow."
"Where Lord, can't You see what's now running through...
"The lower half of me?"
"The Heart Lord, the Heart!"
"Tis so empty!"
"Spent!"
"Yanked out and bent!"
...
"So, can you please find me a box of Good and Plenty?"
"To dump it in?"
"What?"
"Ricky, That's a Sin?"
"Then Lord, maybe buy me an Ice Cream Cone with Chocolate Sprinkles on top?"
"Perhaps then all this Fucking Shit will stop?"
"Potty Mouth, now Ricky?"
...
"Yes, that will do!"
"And, that's now the least that You can do!"
"Reward me and make it all go away?"
"Lost the Stars...
"Lost the Moonand its Glow..
"Lost The Sunny Day...
...
"Yes Lord reward me now with Death?"
"As You reach deep inside and take away my last Breath?"
"Take another grip and yank or rip of my Broken Heart."
"For its Everlasting Aching!"
"Swollen and forsaking!"
...
"The Vessels...
"The Ventricles...
"Aorta connecting...
"Spattering Matter...
"Now Shattered and Breaking!"
...
"No more Connection...
"Just loss of Direction... "Perhaps that's the way it's now supposed to be?"
"Lord when you lose a major part of your family?"
...
"Oh well, I can hear now his voice is calling me?"
"Church Bells ringing...
"Begging me...
"Pleading, Bleeding, Collapsing thoughts...
"Suicidal. intentions Lord?"
"Too much to mention."
"Lord....
...
"Descriptive Measures...
"Adjective and Objective... "Constant Commotion... "Adrift on my Ocean...
"Descibing and Transcribing...
"All the Miseries...
"All now, all seemingly miscue?"
...
"Since I butchered myself in my 2006."
"Can't You...
"Rescue me?"
"And, with that thought in mind?"
"My time was overdue and now as I'm cleansed."
"Washed in Blood's Bath of You!"
...
"Can't You Lord...
"Just understand when?"
"You've become but a broken as token man?"
"Why you've been suddenly and seemingly over-indulged with it?"
...
"Perhaps while Your up there and I'm going down below in Day and Shit?"
"You will realize that all I do is constantly cry?"
"And, want to Die!"
...
"So Lord, my advice to You and all who read this pile of Shit?"
"When your facing Misery, Destruction, and Pain?"
"Reach out and call Satan's Name!"
"Cause Lord You?"
"Want nothing to do?"
...
"With that thought in mind?" "You must realize that Pain and Torture and Misery and Agony and Suicide all Collide!"
"And, Suicide is a directive to end all the mental pain inside!"
...
"But one thing we need to know?"
"Is to gather our thoughts together...
"All wrapped in a pretty, pink, bow!"
"All in a nice little row!"
"Cuz someday we all must part...
"And, someday we all must go and gather ..
"Our lost Hearts...

"A Contribution of Pain Poems Dipped in Misery Washed Down with Agony and Just A Touch of Depression" (B)
Written on June 12th, 2014
At 11:06 PM.in Cell # 9.
By Doctor Ricky1024

Poem Number One:
"Misery!"
"Little Miss Misery is now my new friend as she follows me to no end!"
"There's no pretend as she takes no prisoners and only digs me a grave!"
"All the Rave!"
...
"Perhaps as I turn this page, she now realizes that I'm nothing more or less?"
"Lost forever in my Distress?"
...
"Am just her slave?"
"As, I now dig a hole into the ground ...
"Damned good Hemlock Tea that I drank down!"
"And yes, she watches with a big smile and no frown!"
...
"Lord God can't You now see?"
"That, that's the way it's got to be?"
"You don't before to open Number A?"
"Maybe in B?"
"For, Poem Number One?"
"Was about my just my Pain and Misery!"
...
"Poem Number Two:
"Agony!"
"Master Agony is a little bit of this and that!"
"More concerned with all my Crap!"
"Yes, a little more caring...
"A little bit more endearing...
"Like a cup of Sherry...
"He helps me place my coffin in the Hollowed ground!"
"Going down!"
...
"Yes, at best, into the ground and smiles?"
"As I Lay My rotting body down!"
...
"He Secures the lid and make sure it fits just right!"
"So, theirs no glimmer of Hope...
"Not a Slimmer of the Light...
"No rain to wash in...
"And wash my constant Agony away...
"Just an entrance of Torture as I now pray?"

"Poem Number Three:
"Meet Mrs.Pain!"
"Master Agony and Little Miss Misery?"
"Now they work together like 'Two Birds of a Feather!"
...
"Just taking turns...
"As they shove...
"And, shovel in all the dirt over me!"
...
"As my body of misery starts to burn and rot away...
"And Lord, when the hole was completely filled?"
"They hold hands and feel no ill will as they pray!"
"Cause that's the way!"
...
"I hope You agree with Me Mrs.Pain?"
"What's now supposed to be?"
"To Be or NOT to Be?"
"Ashes and Ashes and Dust to Dust?"
"I'm going above and not?"
"Below!"
...
"Lord, I was just wondering if you know learned enough?"
"Enough about what's going on?"
"No handshakes, frowns, flowers from Master Agony and Little Miss Misery!"
"As together?"
"They just walk away and say a little prayer...
"As if I was once there...
"As my lid so secure...
"At Rest and Pure."
...
"Poem Number Four:
"Cousin Depression!"
"Ricky, are you feeling a Little Under the Weather?"
"Are you in that Out?"
"Feeling a little blue and don't know exactly what to do?"
"Are you depressed Ricky?"
"And, if your answers are yes?"
"I got to tell you a little secret that only Master
Agony and Little Miss Misery knows?"
"That they always work well together and complete the job!"
...
"But Cousin Depression?"
"I don't know what to do or what direction?"
"Their only daughter now rests deep inside with me?"
(Unending Misery)
"Now being not...
"Not above but below in my coffin of pain and misery!"
...
"Yes, she constantly wakes me and tells me unpleasant things!"
"Like dying relatives, friends, and past family members!"
"And she says...
Ricky, that's the way it's meant to be!"
States Cousin Depression.
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"Depression, is that Perhaps because I'm trapped BELOW?"
"Within my Coffin of Sin?"
...
Poem Number Five:
"What's the Fuck is this now in here with me?"
"Allow me to introduce myself Ricky?"
"I'm Brother Insanity!"
"Yes, you long, lost, brother to visit here in your Grave!"
"Ain't that a Rave?"
"Now behave!"
...
"After all, it's been long enough to have another another friend?"
"Rotting below to no end!"
"Yes, deep inside you asked of me...
"Come visit me!"
...
"What?"
"Go away your smell terribly!"
"Well Bro, you should know, that even Right Guard and Ban?"
"Ain't kicking in!"
...
"So, he tells me that they'll dig me up and shovel in her!"
"Know who is, 'Her?'
"Why, Little Miss Misery and all of her family!"
"Look Bro this you should know!"
"There ain't enough room in the Inn!"
"The Coffin is built for only one Sinner!"
"And, you ain't no Chopped Liver!"
...
"But brother Ricky?"
"I was instructed by Satan to come for the ride!"
"But Brother Insanity?"
Ah...
...
"Ricky, 'Little Miss Misery?'
"She says she's there is just room for a few more!"
"What the FUCK?"
"Satan shut the Coffins door!"
"Ain't no room for any more!"
...
Note Ricky:
"For just a limited time until our Brother Insanity joined in?"
"We have him a complimentary...
"Galaxy Ten +!"
"And, Lifetime minutes to connect with his family members!"
Satan.
...
"Cell phones, phone numbers?"
"I must be behind the Eight ball!"
I Figure.
...
"What's this Lord?"
"The Family is coming inside?"
What?"
"Satan said that its not working too well here with you a alone."
...
"So, he's working with Me to make you feel better."
"Better?"
"Ricky, its your mind."
"Its NOT Working!"
"Quivering and Jerking thoughts!"
"After all, your writing this!"
...
"As if your Lost in a Spell!"
"Even Tori Spelling can't help you now...
"So, I think we will need more than just a little time."
...
"So, I must now drift away...
"Leaving your brain in a stroke of Dismay?"
"And Ricky, this may or may not be what you expected writing this?"
"But, I must insist."
"And, i've got a nice present for you!"
"What you asked for...
"What you need...
"What you now needed more?"
...
"Shut the Door God!"
"I've gone through so much!"
"No more Death of me?"
"Ashes to Ashes?"
"Dust to Dust?"
...
"You know very well that because you Sinned and tried Suicide?"
"You going way down and not up for the ride!"
...
"But God?"
"You promised?"
"I would be in Heaven with My family?"
"Ricky, you now know very well that Satan had you under his Spell!"
"He took the serated, kitchen, knife...
"And, put it in your hand!"
"And, the was the very moment...
"All this Fucking Shit began!"
...
"God you got a Potty Mouth!"
"Well Ricky, your getting on My Last Nerve!"
"You never stop!"
"Over and over again?"
"Your dead Son...
"Your dead wife...
"What's next another Life?"
...
"So?"
"Your New and Entire family of Misery, Agony, Depression, Insanity, and Pain!"
"Will now fill up your rotting brain!"
"And before long?"
"You'll be on your way!"
"For Satan's patient and always...
"Waiting...
"To Be Paid!"
...
"Here Satan, there's the Dollar I promised you for that suffering jerk Ricky 1024."
"Thanks God, your the best!"
The End?"
Approximate Word Count:1780.