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Beab Jun 2018
Repeat after me, my propaganda is key, repeat after me…
You are my record keepers
My words are absolute
To my propaganda you all salute

Repeat after me all of my Lies

Have I broken you yet? Have you flatlined yet?

You should have...

The pain in my words.. Have they made you fret?
Are you paranoid like me?
Are you fearing that those moments of sin will become your future regrets?
My influence it got to you and not your not like you used to
          be. Right?
Midnight is over and this evils fairy’s spell has ceased
I soar over you watching you and enjoying your misery

Regret?

That’s far too late..
Will you bear the eternal hate
You cannot exact revenge I have reverted into a figment of your imagination

You are left with a feeling of indignation
Beab Sep 2018
I wear my glasses
Only when I want to see
....

Reality

I plug my ears
When I don't want to hear
....

The truth

I bite my tongue
When I tell
....
Lies

Myself I restrain
It is a chain
It's locked me away

My Heart
My Brain
My Home
My Domain

Where are they?

I took off my glasses, so I became blind.
I plugged my ears, so I became death.
I bit my tongue, so I became mute.

Express yourself
It takes away your distress.

Leap before you Look
Don't always go by the book
Beab Jul 2018
Drip, Drop, Drip

It's already at her hip.
The lies she told to get by
It is from those she can no longer hide.

Is it from Guilt? Sadness? Anger?
                            Or from the escalator of lies?
                                                 She no longer remembers.

                                                     ­                                           Drop, Drip, Drop

                                                           ­                   It has finally reached her top.
                                                            ­           She as missed redemptions mark.
                                                           ­                       The ball is out of the park.

                                         She drowned.
     She couldn't swim back up

                                                           SO

                               With a heavy heart, she chose to keep it shut
Then...
               all her lies gobbled her up.
Beab Sep 2018
Seed planted in soil.
...
When will the rain start shower?
...
Turn into flower.
Beab Jun 2018
He hears:

You are worth it
Pursue your dreams
I support you

He is everything she longs to be, but he is still not close to being happy

She hears:

What smarts do your need
Go clean the house
What brains… Your looks are all that counts

His society fed these words to her and she was made to believe. Total submission
Do you see the difference? There are more of him and even more of her.

When will she try to fight back?
Females need to fight for what we believe we deserve more than we actually get.
Beab Sep 2018
Our relationship just words
            I said I love you

You never replied

         Was our relationship a lie?

We always argued
We always fought
                              but I had faith

I would love to see the day
Where our love would not be carried away
By the words, we built it upon

              Was I twisted for lying to myself
I wanted to believe you loved me
I wanted to say we were happy

We would have been proud
     Why?
  
Did you know?

Truth
Expose
All
                                               because it's true that
Reality
*****
Beab Jun 2018
We were in it for the glory
We worked hard to have our page inside the story

Inside of  HIStory, HERstory, and THEIRstory
      SO why do we cheat?
You fought through your sweat, blood, and tears to get here
      SO why do you attack unfairly?
Attack with all your might! Fight the Fight.

But please do what is right!

     Give cards when you should. Bias is what leaves our hearts cold!
Help other be bold confidence is the only things we can hold.

It is one of our only hopes
I was watching the World Cup and some refs were very biased. The evidence was clear, but they would not give cards so I got mad and wrote. What I can not say aloud, I say with words.

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