In the course of reporting her fascinating profile of Charlie Sheen for the April issue of GQ, Amy Wallace got her hands on a self-published, rarely seen, hard-to-find collection of poetry written by Sheen in the early ’90s. The cover (shown here) was illustrated by the man who directed him in The Chase, and the book was distributed to a small handful of Sheen’s close friends. We swear to the Pope and all his assassins that every word of this is real. Since yesterday, the GQ Tumblr has been posting various selections from the volume, which is titled A Peace of My Mind. We’ll be aggregating all of the installments here. Keep checking back to the GQ Tumblr for more.

A Thoughtless Soul

By Charlie Sheen

As he pulled his head,

From the drool stained pillow,

His eyes blood red,

His oxygen shallow.

Feet on carpet,

That pain to fight,

These are the effects,

Of another night.

A night of drink,

A night of hate,

A night as dark,

As last nights date.

A look to the mirror,

No face of youth,

Self inflicted carnage,

A cracked and hollow tooth.

This punishment a vile choice,

So worthless, yet so bold.

Carving lines of disrespect,

This young lad growing old.

Yet masking truth and hiding pain,

Will surely take it’s toll,

Will he unto others, or to himself,

Remain a thoughtless soul?

**I.D. Blues **

By Charlie Sheen

"Excuse me, aren’t you...?"

"Hey, you look just like..."

"Oh my God, that’s..."

"Sorry to interrupt your dinner, but aren’t you..."

"Look, I never do this, but, my wife thinks you’re..."

"My friend is so convinced that you’re..."

"I’m so embarrassed, but, aren’t you...?"

"I know you must be tired of this, but..."

"WAIT!!"

All eyes held in stare, all mouths locked open in shock, as he pulled the latex Charlie Sheen mask from his head, revealing the rotted skull of President Lincoln.

Heretic Proof

By Charlie Sheen

Endive, undead, unbroken,

Unwed,

Relax, relate, rehab,

Drug addict,

Pursue, persuade, persist,

Per-petuate [sic] your own death

By smiling a lot.

Supply, succumb, deny—everything.

Always.

Turtle, android, pain.

Endeavor, endless, end.

P.S. Janonis.