He forced me to wear a mask.
I obliged, of course I did,
For, he gave me no choice.
Uncomfortable, I removed it.
Phat! He slapped me,
Scared, I put it back on.
Unbearable, I tried again.
Phat! He slapped me,
Frightened, I put it back on.
I hated the mask more and more,
Yet, wore it making my heart a stone.
I removed the mask more and more,
But, that was only when I was alone.
And one day, I told myself,
"Freedom, that's what you love."
On that day, I told him,
"Society, You and I are done."
Now, he goes around slandering me.
I don't care, I honestly don't,
Because, this freedom is worth dying for!
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 12:30 AM UTC
The mind is a septic tank.
Either, you let the filth sit there, stinking,
Or, you get yourself ***** cleaning.
Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 1:44 PM UTC
In search of the magical falls I left
The falls that washes away our ***** past
No falls did I see, for I got stuck
Stuck in a dimension, not for humans
There's no one here and no way out
With the memories of my past crushing me
I sit here crying, unable to speak or move
With the little strength I have, I ask for death
For death is a blessing in a place so dark
It's death I want, for death is freedom
It's death I want, for it hurts too much
I sit here helpless and crying, waiting for death.
Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 7:45 PM UTC