For your poems.
Here I am, drifting like a log on the ocean waves. Destined to rot and sink.
For your poems.
Here I am, drifting like a log on the ocean waves. Destined to rot and sink.
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I feared what I love and became what I hate
To settle down the score, I punished me
Young, I started to relate to every inch of misery
Now I’m going to sit back and watch me drown within
Forced myself to fail my father
So called rage has rotten me
Could reach for highs and uppers but still the fool
Down in the gutter embracing gloom
I threw fiction away just to realize there was nothing left
Enlightened by sin
I feel so alive cutting my skin
I don’t know why it takes so long
Just to find where I come from
I’m sinking way too deep […]
you come
crying
and eating
growing
your halo of gold
i take it
i steal you away chil’
to my palace
in the darkness
i shape you
molded clay
becoming
red and black
devil chil’
you are mine
now go
out into the sun
into the moonlight
break them chil’
tear them
kill their babies
poison their water
burn their crops
break the glass
shattering
make them crumble
give them
infernal fire
watch
as they turn to ash
go forth chil’
leave your chocolate behind
and become the devil
this world will end
you are
darkness
my creation
burn them all
The deeper I cut,
The more I cut deep.
Deeper and deeper I cut.Â
The more I cut,
The more often I cut,
More and more I cut.
The more scars I have,
The more fresh cuts come,
More and more fresh cuts come.
When there’s not enough blood,
I cut deeper and more,
Deeper and more I cut.
When my cuts stop bleeding,
My head starts spinning,
Slowly, slowly I die.
My eyes see blurry,
My eyes see nothing,
Nothing, nothing I see.
I lie down on the floor,
On the hard cold floor,
Cold, cold is the floor.
My heart pumps fast,
Not long will it last,
Fast, fast my heart beats.
My body feels heavy,
And then it feels light,
Up to […]
When I look in the mirror,
I don’t see me
I see failure and no beauty,
I see ugliness and sorrow
I used to be so happy
A bubbly joyful girl
I used to be excited for school and my friends
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Now I dread seeing myself
I fear breakfast and tea
I know my friends watch me
To make sure that I eat
They scan my arms everyday
Checking for new cuts
Their faces falling at the sight of crusted blood
I know they’re disappointed
I see it in their eyes
Some seem to understand
Some over-react
Some look disgusted when I show them the scars
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Long sleeve t-shirts are the new ‘in thing’ for me
Jeans with pockets to hide my fingers
Rough […]
I hate life, I hate people / humans, I hate reality, I hate this world.
its very boring, and especially nowadays become only very materialistic, money / profits driven only, all about money, superficial, shallow, and mundane boring!
Why movies, video games, comics, books, novels, anime/manga, creative Art, basically human’s IMAGINATION & fantasy is often/always a hundred times FAR much more interesting & better than this sad, mundane, boring, superficial, & very LIMITING life / world / reality ??…
does God (if there is indeed one…!) play such a cruel sick joke for especially creating human’s IMAGINATION inside our heads?? .. especially often the very creative, artistic, […]
My dream started in scattered fragments. Pieces of a world that had yet to form. A story yet to unfold. People and places were established, and the curtains drawn.
I found myself in this dream of which I had little understanding, and although I could not comprehend it, I wasn’t confused. The events of the dream took place around me, and I obliviously interacted with them. Little did I realize the relevance of the things that happened. The foreshadowing of the nightmare to come. If only I had the ability to recognize the signs, perhaps I could have prevented it from spiraling out of control.
There was […]
Hello, Lonely.
I see you there.
Waiting,
thinking,
dreaming of better things.
Hello, Beautiful.
I see you there.
Leaving marks
on your lovely skin.
Waiting
for someone
to see your pain.
It’s like I’m ready to leave, and go away, and the you come back and drag me once again. I’m getting tired, Fucking hurts but I fucking Love it.
You know, I’m really sick
of people judging me
and thinking they know
who I am.
Just one
quick
little
glance
and an eternal
stamp
laces my soul.
Bi. Sex. U. Al.
You can say it.
I won’t mind.
My hand is as comfortable
in a girl’s
as it is
in a man’s.
My lips do know the touch
of a female
and they longed for another.
So what?
I’m not a SLUT.
I’m not a WHORE.
I’m not ‘undecided’
or just ‘confused’.
And they wonder why I
don’t believe
in their
God.
We were created in his image-
correct?
So then why does this
happen:
“Don’t tell the others,
but Daddy loves
you
the best.”
Is that who you worship?
“I love all my children
equally-
except for you.
You’re going to Hell.”
So here I go
with the homos
and the murderers
the thieves
the harlots
the liars
and in a way I […]
I hate life. I hate people. I hate this world. I hate reality / real world / real life, they are all too boring/mundane for me, and I’ve found almost nothing that is interesting in this reality/real-life/real-world anymore, also in MOST people/humans!
the majority or MOST of human beings/people in this world I’ve found to be either a bunch of stupid, shallow, superficial, ignorant, selfish, rigid, stoic, lifeless, uninteresting, uncreative, and/or boring / mundane ones.
maybe that’s why this “reality” (or “real world” / “real life”) or our society currently is sooo f*cked up now almost beyond help!
with only VERY FEW exceptions of: real-GOOD, honest humans/people, real […]
this poem could use some work but eh, i’ve had some writers block so
you and I are out in the sea
Lost and afraid, you look at me
I hold you close but pull you down
and look away as you start to drown
I watch you sink then start to swim
Remembering that it wasn’t me you loved, it was him.
the sun goes down and I’m all alone
Shivering in the dark blue water, i’m on my own
The storm approaches and the waves hit
I ask myself “is it time to quit?”
I kick and scream in desperate need
someone pick me […]
He looked in her tear painted eyes
He saw past the lies
The I’m fines
The cries
Fake smiles
All the things that were vile
He looked at in her eyes
Said
Your not broken just bent
Everyone has their dents
Mine you have not seen yet
When you cant seem to sleep at night,
because the stress is just eating at your mind.
And you know, that this body of yours has taken such a toll.
I can no longer tell the difference of what is just in my mind and what’s reality.
Whether it’s from the drugs, alcohol, or lack of sleep,
I’m just 2 parts broken and 3 parts fucked up.
But I really wish they knew.
I wish they knew how I deal with it all.
And if they knew my last resort was the sharp point of my paintbrush.
If they knew I painted delicate lines on the […]
I stare up from my casket where they lay me to rest
I watch my family as they place roses on my chest
In a blurred second i experienced all the joy they gave to me
I do regret the rest of their lives that I won’t get to see
Please friends and family, dry all your tears
I will always be with you, so please have no fears
I hear them say how they never saw it comin’
how I was so happy,and they wish they could’ve done somethin’
I still remember all the pain I had inside
all the hopelessness, sadness, and anger […]
It’s 3 in the morning, and I’m not doing anything except listening to music because everything else is so boring, so pointless.
The things that I used to enjoy becomes so mundane.
I’m so scared taking of my headphones and go to sleep.
I’m afraid the silence will be deafening.
I feel like I’m losing you but you’re not even mine.
You’re going far away from me and I can’t reach you. Not even a little.
You’re the sun. And I’m the moon. 
When you’re up I’m down.
And it feels like dying. It feels like hell. 
I guess, I need to let you go away.
Who remembers ever talking to “lmarc“??
Oblivion, sweet temptress!
your softly whispered secret
so simple, seductive
offers welcome respite
to a vulnerable ear
in that fractured moment
I fall shaking at your feet
your womb-like embrace
offered so freely, lovingly,
promises fresh, silent wholeness
to a man balled on the floor
but temptress, beware
your mask is slipping
something subtle, sinister
belies your seductive call
you are no temptress
you are a siren
luring poets to their doom
I drink cause I’m dry. Of the tears I have cried.
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