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Nina May 2020
They'd do anything
They could
Just to make you fall for them
Just for you to let your guard down
Lies after lies
Denials

You knew from the start
That they were liars
But you hoped maybe they weren't
So you gave in
And fell for their trapped
Now your trust's been destroyed
Secrets unleashed

And there's no one else to blame
Except for your naive self
For falling for a liar's lies.
Carlo C Gomez Feb 2020
You save
all your sweetness
for one lousy special day each year

But then
hardly notice her
the other remaining 364 days

Tell me truly
how this is supposed
to ever preserve any kind of love
Gabriel Jan 2020
Why does morning coffee tastes like our bitter yesterdays?
   I added sugar to bring the sweetness back
      while all you do is sugarcoat everything.
            Cigarettes matches  our coffee more than pastry
               maybe we are only destined to be a habit
                     than being a necessity.
Coffee?
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2018
I don't believe in 'untruths.'
Lies are lies; point blank.
Honestly...
Poetic T Apr 2017
I don't sugar coat
                        ****,

Cos that would be gross
    

I just tell you how it is...
Druzzayne Rika Mar 2017
Do you sugar coat your truths,
So they don't taste as bitter?
Will it make it sweet enough ,
To **** the essence of the truth?
Or do you add a line of truth ,
between a series of casual talk?
So they don't have chance to react,
process the truth hidden in the words.
Or are you someone brave ,
To speak the truth
The way it is ,
And accept to face the brunt .
Viseract Jun 2016
Some days when I wake up
I look around, wanna burn the world
All we've done is fcked up
Now its time to get f
cked

All these empty threats
And all these meaningless bets
Could only ever make us
End up at the edge

Other times I wake up
And look up at the ceiling
Wondering about my purpose and is it
Really true meaning?

To make others happy
They say you gotta be happy
A puppet on a string a smile
And a diamond ring

Don't sugar coat it
I'm allowed to feel like ****
And still make others smile
Even though it's been a while

Since I did so myself
I get angry. I get upset. Making others happy can make me happy. Beating up a punching bag makes me happy. Dressing up as Deadpool made me happy. This is tribute to my past self. There is so much more than others satisfaction and your own hatred
Marlo Jun 2014
I'm not going to lie to you and tell you there aren't any monsters,
Nor am I going to sugarcoat the facts,
People are monsters, kid.
Humanity is imaginary.
Everybody chewing each other's ears with horrible remarks,
Making glass eyes fall out with every piercing stare.
Skin breaking with each hit.

So I don't understand why we check for monsters beneath the bed,
When they are obvious,
All around us.
Causing suicide and death.
Allowing people to fill our head,
Our heart.

That's when the real damage starts.
The monsters possessing us.
Their strong magic,
So called love.
Strong force,
Squeezes our hearts and makes it pulse.
Causing cracks,
Until it rips out of our chest,
And finds a new home in who made it that way.

So yes, monsters are real.
They are in your classes,
And in your home.
They are passing you in the store,
And they are lying to you.

But the realist part about this,
Is you're a monster.
As am I.
We are all born this way.
Humanity is imaginary.
We are all monsters.
Hm.
. *** .

— The End —