The Biography Paradox (Johns)

It's like his thoughts are warped wantonly by sedatives
- Like he's philosophically edited, doggedly, by medicines
"My emotions are awfully repetitive
I'm horribly insensitive and positively negative
I've gone from warlike and belligerent
- to showing lethargical indifference for even the harshest of predicaments
I have nasty visions of apparitions
- while rank suspicion render falisities definitive"
It lacks description - the author is his nemesis
- penning fancy visions with expansive fissures
caught up in his shabby diction... unaware and isn't
even able to separate fact from fiction
a novelty and primitive, cognitive dimunitive
- wannabe derivative slash/ text-rapping dickhead
who's reflections scatter into combatting schisms
- projecting trains of thoughts through refractive prisms
in fast transition - Now back to our character's anguish
navigating plot holes and crappy narrative language
from an unnatural vanatage, with tangible panic
- across a landscape with massive, graphical handprints
a strangely hypnotic, vaguely narcotic
- arrangement of topics across an impractical canvas
"Help, help I've become deranged and myopic
a note stating 'I HATE YOU' has been placed in my pocket
my speech rhymes and I'm unable to stop it
and I'm terribly afraid I'll get brained by a plot twist!"

Echoes chime off in joyless cycles
- of masturbatory ploys devoid of climax
Where one false move from John the Primate
- Would make John the Tyrant employ his iron
and beat him senseless to relieve his tension
- with such heated vengeance it would destroy the climate